Cosima felt the first soft pulsations against her clit while she was looking at snowflake ornaments and almost let out a squeak when she felt the power of the vibrations slowly building. She took a deep breath, paying even keener attention to the decorations on display, trying to pretend to be unaffected even though the steady pleasure had begun to send delicious tingles to the rest of her body, and her heart rate was slowly picking up. She placed the few pieces she chose into the cart and turned around to flash Tristan a smile, feeling proud of how normal she was acting even though she was careening towards an orgasm.

And then it stopped.

“I think I saw lights down this way,” Tristan said, holding his hand out for her as if he hadn’t been in control of the pleasurable sensations that her body was already agitated to be deprived of.

It took her a few seconds to properly orient herself and follow him to where he was pointing out baubles matching the shades she’d shown him from her Pinterest board, then while they grabbed hot chocolate before they started shopping in earnest. Cosima was calculating how many baubles would be too many when the vibrations started deep inside her. This time Tristan didn’t work up to it. They hit her strong and deep, and she immediately clenched around the vibrator.