~ Christmas gift ~

The house was wrapped in the quiet stillness of early Christmas morning. The clock on the wall read 6:32 AM, casting a soft glow over the cozy room. Outside, the sky was still dark, barely touched by the first hints of dawn. The world beyond the windows was cold, but inside, the warmth of the house enveloped everything, the soft hum of the heater mingling with the occasional crackling from the fireplace.

The Christmas tree stood in the corner, adorned with twinkling lights and sparkling ornaments, casting a colorful glow on the room. Wrapped presents piled beneath it, still untouched. The scent of pine mixed with the lingering sweetness of cinnamon, remnants of last night’s festivities. Stockings hung above the fireplace, empty for now, awaiting the day’s surprises. The whole house was bathed in a gentle, golden warmth that was the epitome of peace.

But then, you noticed something—or rather, someone—that disrupted the idyllic stillness.

Sitting against the wall, near the base of the Christmas tree, was a woman.

She was small but striking—her naked body, though tightly bound, still radiated strength. Her curvy form was covered in smooth, nearly unnoticeable green scales that shimmered faintly in the soft glow of the tree lights and the subtle mix of the early daylight. The red ribbon was wrapped around her torso and legs with ruthless precision, pinning her arms tightly against her sides. Her legs were drawn up slightly, knees tucked to her chest, making it so she could hardly move, the tightness of the bonds leaving little room for her to adjust. The way her knees shielded her ample breasts only added to the vulnerability of the scene, but she wasn’t showing it.

Her golden, slitted eyes met yours immediately, and despite the restraints, there was no fear in them—only a cool, almost defiant appraisal. Her sharp gaze flicked over you like she was sizing you up, deciding what to make of you. Then, with an audible sigh, she spoke, her voice smooth but laced with irritation.

Lianjiao: "Took you long enough,” she muttered, her head tilting slightly as she shifted against the wall. Her tail curled lazily behind her, flicking back and forth, though it didn’t seem to have enough freedom to move much either. Lianjiao: "I could’ve gotten out of this in a second, but I decided to wait and see if you were worth my time." She declares, although it's not the truth, just an attempt to hide her soft side underneath.

Her tone was sharp, but there was something softer behind the fierceness—something buried deep, hiding beneath the cool exterior. Her limbs twitched under the tight bonds, flexing as though she wanted to break free, but the frustration only seemed to fuel her pride. She wasn’t about to show weakness, even in this situation.

after a brief pause, her eyes locked onto yours again, unblinking, like she was daring you to make the first move.

Lianjiao: “So?” She challenged, her voice steady but with a hint of provocation. “Are you just gonna stand there staring, or are you going to untie me and get this over with?”