Santa Baby

Gabriella Bolton was sitting on the couch of her best friend, Sharpay Baylor. Gabriella, Sharpay, and the rest of the East High gang were all at the Baylor's house celebrating Christmas with each other. It was December 28th, since everybody was busy with family on Christmas and some on the few days after they all agreed that they were able to come together for this specific day and celebrate.

Gabriella Bolton was sitting on the couch of her best friend, Sharpay, watching as her and Zeke's daughter, Bridget, tore through the gift that her uncle Ryan and Aunt Kelsi had gotten her.

The Baylor's and Danforth's were, so far, the only couples out of the gang that had any children, but they both only had one each. However Kelsi was expecting, that being her gift for everyone, telling them about their joy.

It should have been exciting for Gabriella, and she really didn't want to be competitive with her friends, but her and Troy were the first couple to get married, shouldn't they also be the first couple to have a baby. But like she said she didn't want to be competitive.

Gabriella and Troy had gotten married right after graduating from both Stanford and Berkeley. That had been about four years ago, and they both mutually agreed that they would wait for themselves to be settled in at work before starting a family. After three years of marriage they decided that they wanted to start trying.

Ten months later they were still unsuccessful. But they never gave up hope. Gabriella had looked up information and found out that 90% of women got pregnant in the first year. So that was encouraging.

"What did you get, darling?" Sharpay asked her two year old.

"Look mommy! Look!" the little girl tried to pick up the box containing the karaoke machine, and Sharpay noting her struggle bent down to help her.

"I hope it's okay, and if you don't like it, it was all Ryan's idea," Kelsi said to her sister-in-law.

"No, it's perfect. Zeke and I were going to get one for her, but after her present total got higher then twenty we stopped. Bridget what do you say?"

"Can you open it now?" the toddler asked her mother.

"Yes, but only after you say thank you to your aunt," Sharpay said before grabbing the scissors they had brought out.

Gabriella laughed as Bridget ran over to Kelsi and gave her a huge hug, before returning to her mother anxiously.

The four girls, Gabriella, Taylor, Sharpay, and Kelsi, sighed exhaustedly thanking the lord that the presents were all open and they were done for this year.

"Where did they guys go?" Taylor asked holding her five month old son in her lap.

"They went out to see Zeke's new grill, I think," Gabriella said, not expecting what was to come next.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" a booming voice startled all of the girls.

Walking through the door, "Santa" came walking in. Bridget's scream could be heard from across the street.

"SANTA!" she yelled running straight for the big man in red. Gabriella's eyes were wide as she noticed three guys standing behind "Santa" and none of them were her husband.

Grunting from the unexpected force of the two year old, Troy got back into character. Bending down to Bridget's level he looked at her, "Merry Christmas little girl."

"Merry Christmas, Santa. What are you doing here? Mommy told me that you would be to busy to see me."

"Well Santa is a good friend of daddy, honey," Zeke said bending down next to Troy and his daughter. "I asked him for a favor and he was happy to help."

"I was told that you were a very good girl this year, is that true?" Santa asked Bridget, and she nodded her head enthusiastically. "Well that's good, because only good girls get presents. And I happened to forget to give you one a few days ago, I hope that you will be able to open it today instead?"

Holding out a long rectangle box, Bridget smiled widely. "Thank you so much Santa. Daddy can I open it now?"

Zeke nodded his head yes, and they all watched as she ripped open the present to see a rockstar Barbie doll. Bridget gasped happily, "Mommy look, look! I can sing with her!"

Sharpay laughed, "Yeah princess you can, with your new karaoke machine. Now what do you tell Santa?"

Bridget walked over to Santa who had sat down next to Aunt Gabriella, and climbed on his lap. "Thank you so much Santa," she said kissing his cheek.

"You are very welcome. Now I want to hear you and Barbie sing some Christmas songs before I have to go back to the North Pole."

Bridget nodded and got off his lap before asking her mother to help set up the karaoke machine.

Turning his head down to look at his wife, Troy asked still pretending to be Santa, "Were you naughty or nice this year?"

"I was a very nice girl this year, Santa."

"Well Santa has some trouble believing that," Troy said laughing.

Placing her hand on his stomach Gabriella smirked suggestively, "Well maybe Santa should stop by my house this evening and I can prove to him that I was a very very nice girl this year."

Troy lifted his eyebrows shocked. During the beginning of their intimate relationship they had revealed some of their fantasies and Troy had no idea that one of Gabriella's was Santa.

"Really?" he asked her.

She nodded. Gabriella didn't tell Troy that one of her fantasies was Santa because she thought it had been too embarrassing, so her suggesting this was almost as if she was asking if it was okay for him also.

"Alright, you can prove how nice you were to me this year, later. I'm really looking forward to see your method in doing so."

Laughing excitedly Gabriella kissed his cheek.

Even though Troy was only in the Santa costume for a little while, he did start to feel a little ridiculous. Since he doesn't have a belly like Santa's the guys had to improvise, and shoved a pillow under his stomach, the fake glasses he wore kept falling off his nose, and the beard was starting to itch.

So he decided that when he and Gabriella got home, he would make his own version of Santa. It was perfect because as part of Gabriella's fantasy Santa would knock on her bedroom door, so that gave them both plenty of time to get ready.

Getting changed in the downstairs bathroom was what Troy would do, while Gabriella would get ready in their bedroom.

Inside the bathroom, Troy threw the pillow on the ground, and took off the beard. He figured he'd be Santa's long lost son, or something. Taking off the robe he took off the rest of his clothes underneath the costume except for his red boxers, then he put the robe and hat back on.

Upstairs Gabriella was getting ready for her night with Santa, aka Troy also. She had changed out of her dark jeans, and cream colored sweater, let down her half pony, and took off all her jewelry. She had contemplated putting on the red colored lingerie set that she had bought for their "first met" anniversary, but thought that it would get better use now. Touching up her makeup completed the look.

Climbing into bed she began the fantasy. The idea was that she would be touching herself when Santa would walk in and then…

Troy was already rock hard as he walked up the stairs. Just imagining what he and his wife would be doing soon was enough for him. He assumed that he would be done before her so he stood outside their door until he heard what she told him she would be doing.

When he heard her moan out, that was his cue. Rolling his eyes at her choice of opening words he opened the door and breathed in before exclaiming, "Ho! Ho! Ohhhhhh…"

Gabriella screamed as she saw Santa Clause walk through her bedroom door. "Santa what are you doing here?" she asked pulling the covers over her body.

"I was doing inventory of all the naughty and nice boys and girls in Albuquerque, and this was my last house of the night before I had to travel back to the North Pole. But I think I have my answer, you've been a very naughty girl this year," Troy said suggestively.

"No, I've been a very nice girl, this was just a one time thing, I promise, I will never do it again. I swear I've been good."

"Now, I'm not sure about that. You know that I have helpers that report who's been naughty or nice, and I've been told that you've been naughty way to much this year, so I'm sorry Gabriella, but I'm afraid that you're on my naughty list," Troy said walking so he was completely in their bedroom.

"Oh, Santa I promise I've been nice. Is there anything I can do to change your mind?" Gabriella said standing up, dropping the comforter revealing to Troy her outfit.

He gulped staring at her body before replying, "You have to prove to me that you've been good."

"How do I do that? Really Santa I just want to be on the nice list, I will do anything," Gabriella said begging.

Hearing that she would do anything made Troy want to progress this fantasy fast, so he quickly cut to the chase, "Santa's always liked kissing, kissing helps you a lot."

Gabriella smiled to herself noting how impatient Troy was, but she quickly nodded her head and ran around the bed toward him, and pecked his cheek.

"No, that wasn't good enough, little girl. Not just a peck, Santa likes real kissing," Troy said.

Standing on her tip toes Gabriella kissed Santa on the lips, but it could barely qualify as a real kiss, it was just a light touch of lips.

"Still not good enough for my nice list, Gabriella, now kiss me properly."

"Are you sure this is the way to get on your nice list, Santa?" Gabriella asked stepping back a step, just to tease.

"Yes! Now kiss me!" Troy yelled.

Gabriella threw herself on Santa, wrapping her arms around his shoulders she placed her mouth on his, feeling the warmth of his arms on her waist. The kiss soon intensified, tongues were used, and moans came out of both their mouths.

Santa pulled away first, catching his breath. "Now that was the kind of kiss Santa likes."

"Does that mean I'm on your nice list?" Gabriella asked still holding Troy.

"No, not yet."

"What else do I need to do?"

"You need to suck my cock."

Gabriella's gasp wasn't even part of the fantasy. Troy hardly ever used that language, unless it was his fantasy or he was really horny. She realized that those words kind of turned her on even more, so she wasn't going to say anything. Getting back in character she nodded.

Troy didn't mean to say it, honest, it was just the first thing that came to his mind. He was happy that Gabriella didn't seem to mind though, and smiled as she sat at the edge of the bed and placed her hands on his backside pulling him closer to her.

When he was directly in front of her, she started working on the buckle on the robe. Pulling the robe apart she noticed his erection. "Santa it seems you've been naughty this year also."

"Well it's okay if Santa is, nobody has a list with my name on it," Troy said impatiently.

Gabriella smiled hooking her fingers to the top of his red boxers, and swiftly pulled them down, releasing him to her viewing pleasure.

Moaning, she bit her lip before slowly leaning over. She placed gentle kisses all along his penis, then wherever she kissed she ran her tongue over the spot. Gabriella had never been opposed to the action, she loved Troy, and if it made him happy (which it did) she would do it. She just didn't want to do it everytime they made love, and Troy was fine with it as long as he got it every once in a while (which he did).

Placing her right hand over his length, she placed her mouth at his tip. Taking him in her mouth, she got about halfway before she felt she could go no further, but it was what her hand was for. She started to vacuum her mouth, making Troy's eyes roll back. Much to Troy's dismay, his orgasm was quickly approaching, and as much as he wanted to just let it go, this was Gabriella's fantasy, and he was here for her pleasure.

Dropping his hand on her hair was his silent cue to stop. Gabriella's eyes looked up at his, "Am I on your nice list now, Santa?"

Shaking his head he pulled her up so she was standing, then he placed both hands down by her thighs and surprised her by making her fall on the bed. Gasping a laugh Gabriella was about to question Santa's motives, but quickly realized she couldn't talk as Troy's mouth attacked hers.

Kissing her senseless always made removing her clothing easier, and before she knew it, Troy had stripped her as naked as he was. Then just as quickly he was kissing his way down her body.

"Do you want to know how to get on my nice list?" he asked before his mouth kissing her right breast.

All Gabriella was able to do was nod. The anticipation, and the actual events of the evening were making her incapable of speech.

"I'm going to need you to come. Can you do that for me?" Troy asked his kisses now on her stomach and heading toward the area they both desired.

Gabriella nodded again.

"Good, I'm going to need you to come a couple of times, can you do that for me?" he asked kissing the inside of her thigh, so desperately close to where she wanted him.

Gabriella managed to nod, or at least she thought she did. It seemed to be good enough for Troy though, because before she knew it, he was kissing her most intimate area.

Just like Gabriella enjoyed this act on him, he enjoyed doing it for her. Being able to reduce his wife to putty made him harder than he most likely already was. Placing a kiss on the most sensitive part of her body released a high pitched moan from her mouth, and not like she could tell the difference but Troy smiled as he brought her closer to the edge.

He always knew when she was close. It was a routine that he thought she probably didn't even know she did. First she would do her high pitched moan, (like she just did). Then she would pull his hair, (like she was currently doing). Then she would move her hands onto the comforter of their bed (like she was just about to…oh there she goes). Troy would never tell her this, but he was always really thankful that she finished with her hands on the comforter instead of his hair. There have been a few times where she wouldn't move her hands and then she'd end up with a few of his hairs in her hand.

Pulling his head up after hearing that final moan of pleasure, she would have noticed that smile except she was still hazy eyed, and could barely focus on anything except the pleasure.

He started kissing his way back up her body, stopping to kiss at her stomach, and both breasts. Once he was level with her he kissed her properly and her passion started up again.

With a surge of energy she flipped them over so that she was on top, and pinned his hands on both sides of his face. "Am I on your nice list now?"

"No, I told you I wanted you to come a couple times, and from what I can tell you've only come once," Troy said shaking his head.

"Yes, you said that. And from what I can tell, you haven't come at all. How can I fix that?" she mused out loud, taking her hands off his wrists.

Sitting up so that they were face to face he murmured, "You can ride me."

"I already am," she pointed out.

Grabbing her hands Troy brought them over his shoulders and he then placed his hands on her waist, then with her help he slowly entered her.

"There, now you're riding me," he said breathlessly. Holding her hands, he slowly laid back down brining her with him.

Quickly setting the pace, Troy would lift Gabriella off of himself then she would move back down, each time a little harder, feeling him hit her harder, and in the perfect spot made the arrival of her second orgasm easy.

Troy hadn't been joking when he said that he wanted her to come a few times. Every time they made love he always made sure she at least came twice, one just because she deserved it, and two it made him feel more manly, he would think man I'm such a stud, I made her come three times! I am the man! He would purposely hold off his own orgasm just so she could have two, or three, or four…

Not giving her time to relax Troy quickly flipped them over and started pounding into her. She had still been shaking from her second orgasm and the fast approaching pleasure made her want to scream. She was gripping his shoulders so tightly she was sure to leave little bruises.

Troy was so close, but he knew he had started her pleasure up again, so he couldn't finish without her. Reaching his left hand down, he started rubbing her clit rapidly, her screams turning almost frantic.

Soon both of them let out equal moans of pleasure. Troy still thrusting trying to prolong the pleasure for them both. And then they both collapsed. Troy onto Gabriella, Gabriella further into the mattress.

Pulling out of Gabriella, Troy rolled over on his back, staring up at the ceiling dazedly just as Gabriella was doing on his right.

Then Troy pulled Gabriella into his side, her head falling easily into his little nook, and her right hand lifted up and rested on his heart. That was when they knew the fantasy was over, when husband pulled wife into his embrace.

Gabriella lifted her head and looked up at Troy, "Am I on the nice list now?"

Troy laughed before saying, "Little girl, you're going to be on the nice list forever."

A/N: So first off, happy holiday's everyone!

Second, this isn't going to be a story, and it's going to say completed, but if you guys wanted, and if you liked it enough, I could continue, but not with the Santa theme. Like you guys could leave a fantasy that you want me to write and I could do it, but only if you want haha.

Third, I'm really sad for Zac and Vanessa, but at least their still friends, and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that they get back together.

Lastly, reviews would be wonderful.