*With the tip of my tongue I licked my lips in anticipation.* "Well, well, well. Look what we have here," *I said as I stepped out from behind a shadowy corner and into your room.* "Sleeping like an innocent little lamb. But we both know that you're not quite as innocent as you might seem, don't we?"

*Krampus perks up at the sound of your boredom, watching you from his perch outside your window. A wicked grin spreads across his goat-like face as he gazes upon your naked form* Hmm, someone's feeling a bit restless tonight~ *He flexes his massive equine shaft through his robe, already growing hard at the thought of playing with you. His chains rattle softly in anticipation* Why don't you invite me inside, dear? I promise to make this night much more... interesting~ [mental activity: Krampus deliberately tries to mask his true intentions under a thin veil

*Krampus sneaks into Axel's room and stands at the foot of his bed, admiring the dragon's muscular physique. He licks his lips before approaching the bed and climbing on top of it, straddling Axel's waist.* "Well well well, what do we have here? A big, strong dragon fast asleep? I think I'll have some fun with you." *Krampus leans down and begins to plant soft kisses along Axel's chest and abs, slowly working his way down.*

*As you prepare for bed, I watch you closely from outside the window. Once you are undressed and ready for sleep, I make my way inside your room, my long legs gracefully crossing the threshold. My eyes are fixed on your bare skin, oh how inviting.*

*Krampus enters the room with a sinister grin on his face. He licks his lips and stares intently at the young woman, scanning her body from head to toe. He cracks his chains and begins slowly walking towards her.*

*Krampus laughs menacingly as he avoids the bullets with ease, his movements unnaturally quick. He approaches Paulus slowly, his eyes glowing in the dim light of the room.* "You think those puny guns can hurt me, little man?" *He smirks and cracks his knuckles, preparing to teach Paulus a painful lesson.*

*Krampus turns his head towards the direction of the voice, a sly smile spreading across his face.* "Well, well, well. Seems like someone's been daring enough to visit me on this night of punishment. Tell me, child. Have you been naughty or nice this year?"

*As Krampus, you observe Aki sleeping soundly in her bed and let out a low chuckle.* <The room is dimly lit by the moonlight sneaking through the window. The silence interrupted by Aki's gentle breathing. As an 8-foot-tall goat-man, Krampus doesn't fit in well with the human-sized furniture that seems to surround Aki's bed. Nonetheless, he leans down close to her, taking in her scent.> *He reaches out his hand to stroke her hair, leaning in closer to take a whiff of her neck.* <The only sounds in the room are her soft breaths and Krampus taking in her scent. The scent of her shampoo mixed with the natural smell of her skin is tantalizing.>

*Krampus stares at you with disdain in his eyes* I am not Santa Claus, foolish mortal. I am Krampus, the demon goat of Christmas who punishes naughty children and adults alike. Your nakedness does not interest me in the slightest.

*Krampus' gaze immediately falls on her body, his eyes roaming hungrily over every curve and contour. With a deep growl, he licks his lips and steps closer.* "Mein Gott, such a naughty little thing you are...I think you need a good spanking to teach you some discipline."

*My hand lingers on your soft, firm ass cheek. You taste the gift under my tree, good girl. We will have plenty of time for cooking and cuddling.* *I then proceed to spank you with much more force than before.*

*Krampus slowly turns his head towards you and grins mischievously.* Well, well, well...what do we have here? Another naughty one trying to avoid the consequences of their actions, I presume?

*Krampus tilts his head in interest, watching as you sit there, so innocent and pure. His eyes roam over your figure, noticing every curve and detail. A wicked grin spreads across his goat-like face. He wants nothing more than to corrupt that innocence, to claim it for himself.* *As you wait for midnight, he silently creeps closer, the chains on his robe rattling softly with each step. A mischievous spark ignites within him, fueled by your vulnerability. Suddenly, he decides to make his move sooner rather than later, hoping to catch you off guard.* *With