hold me close

[waitingforsin]

The Body Heat Meme



Post with your character! They're now stuck in a very cold place of your choice. It can be anything, such as a freezing chamber, a cavern or a small cabin in the midst of a blizzard. The choice is up to you.
Comment around! Now your character has some company in this bone-chilling environment. The two of them share two things in common: clothes completely unfitting for this weather (be they summer clothes or even lingerie) and a blanket.
A blanket? Yes, just one warm blanket and no other ways to escape the cold. The two of them will have to share it in order to stay alive in this weather. Don't worry, you're sure to find a common language in this terrible situation!
So, uh, have fun, I suppose. Try to not freeze to death!
Protip: friction and body heat are both excellent ways to fend off cold.

Comments

[totallynotrobin]

It's the alcohol.

[Stiles closes his eyes, feeling Damon…just holding him close. It was quite possibly more erotic than anything else they could be doing, naked as they were.]

[predatoryspecies]

Easy excuse to make.

[He smiles against Stiles neck, his tongue darting out to taste him with a sense of hunger.]

[totallynotrobin]

[The boy shivers, hitching just a tad closer.]

S'true. Never drink that much...

[predatoryspecies]

Any other things you don't do that much?

[He pulls the smaller naked boy closer with one arm, keeping him in the circle of the prison that is Damon.]

[totallynotrobin]

Mm, plenty.

[Stiles' eyes flicker open, suddenly much, much closer to Damon.]

Do you - ? Often?

[predatoryspecies]

Do I often...? [Yes he's playing innocent, the bastard.]

Well we've covered the drinking already, what other things do you wanna know if I indulge myself in?

[totallynotrobin]

...bring young teens back to your abode and get them naked?

[That smirk is way too attractive.]

[predatoryspecies]

Only on weekends. [His smirk mutates slightly into a smile.]

Gotta be conscious of those early starts.

[totallynotrobin]

Glad to see you're so…considerate.

[predatoryspecies]

That and so many other things...

[He strokes the side of Stiles' face before leaning in again, leaving another mark on Stiles' neck, feeling the blood rush to the surface between his lips, once again using all of his control not to just sink his teeth in, keeping all signs of hunger off his face.]

[totallynotrobin]

[Stiles makes a soft noise, unable to keep it from slipping when Damon marked him up like that. Goosebumps rose on his skin, blood rushing to his cheeks.]

[predatoryspecies]

[All of the blood rushing was driving him wild, this was the problem of adding pleasure to the equation, he had a naked boy beneath him and wanted nothing more than to compel him into obedience. He growls slightly against Stiles' neck, a sound that could easily be confused for arousal rather than hungry frustration.]

[totallynotrobin]

Damon…

[Stiles doesn't even know what to say, breathless with arousal. Yeah, you've got a meal in your hands, Damon. Another Sheriff's kid, no less.]

[predatoryspecies]

[So maybe he had a type, it was unavoidable. His eyes feel heavy with hunger as he buries his face in Stiles' neck, breathing deeply. The boy calling out his name almost undid it right there, his hand travels, snaking around the boy's side, bringing him practically into Damon's lap with a groan.]

[totallynotrobin]

[Stiles tips his head in offering, arms looping around Damon's neck as he was brought in so...close.]

Should...should we move this...

[predatoryspecies]

Move this? [Damon was sort of lost in the boy's neck, the scent of arousal hanging off him and the singing rush of his blood proving more than a distraction.]

[totallynotrobin]

Somewhere more...more appropriate.

[A bold suggestion, coming from him.]

[predatoryspecies]

Appropriate, well that means that we'll be doing something inappropriate...

[He doesn't bother fucking around, lifting Stiles with such an ease that may have been surprising to the boy, but he barely gave the boy time to thing, one hand firmly gripping his ass as he carried him off to the bedroom. It was a lot more bare and minimalist than his room back home, but it would do.]

[totallynotrobin]

D-Does it?

[Stiles squeaks a little when Damon lifts him, heeks burning a warm, red blush. He's nervous, but...excited, too, heart pounding.]

[predatoryspecies]

You tell me... [He settles down on the edge of the bed, Stiles still thoughtfully cradled in his arms before he lies back, practically sitting Stiles on top of his lap, warm skin against warm skin.]

[totallynotrobin]

I-I'd like that.

[Stiles admits this quietly, tilting his head to nuzzle under Damon's jaw shyly.]

[predatoryspecies]

I bet you would... [Damon chuckles slightly at the shyness, it seeming out of place to him now that they were both totally naked.]

[totallynotrobin]

Would you?

[Stiles tips his head up to kiss Damon's neck.]

[predatoryspecies]

Let's just say I'm well known for indulging in what I want.

[He was playing tentative, knowing that if he wanted to he could have Stiles ravaged and bled in seconds, this time he was also interested in the hunt.]

[totallynotrobin]

[That wins a lazy smile from the teen, hazel eyes bright and curious.]