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body heat meme

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.

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[ It's grudging, but yes. He does reach down for the waist of his pants, loose-fitting enough that they slide down without trouble. Or they would, if Tony wasn't lying directly on top of him. There's some shuffling needed to kick them off entirely, but--

There's no room to worry about anything right now but staying warm as whatever this is works its way through him. There is of course the terrifying notion that he's being watched, that they know he's here -- they? paranoia doesn't provide a name -- and they were able to get to him.

At least it wasn't the goddamn words this time. ]

[ boxers and chilly skin and its enough for him to hiss under his breath, tugging the pile of blankets and comforter tight around their shoulders to seal in add much heat as possible. ] better.

[ not ideal, but better, and that's a start. He tucks himself close, plastered against Bucky's chest, face mashed to his throat. ]

[ Yes, better. By several degrees.

He didn't know how possible sleep would be like this, but at least he was beginning to warm up again. Of course it would just be the gradual feeling of thaw, rather than anything more immediately satisfying.

But maybe, given time, it would spread. ]

...what do we do now?

Wait till you warm up.I'm not getting out to try and take a blood sample, I'm tired, you're getting warmer, and it's late.

[ for once he feels inclined to sleep at a decent hour. Ish. Sort of- he didn't sleep for two days, this is him catching up.

He turns his head to brush his lips against Bucky's throat, a sleepy murmurs in his chest. ]

You'll be fine. Well figure it out.

[ Easier to feel calm about it with Stark taking this all in remarkable stride. There's a huffed breath that could be a laugh, and once again his head sinks back into the pillows. ]

This sort of thing happen often or something?

Nope- but if it was lethal it'd have kicked in by now, we've got a workable treatment that involves doing nothing-

[ which is his favorite part, really, the full body cuddling. He burrows closer to make a point of said treatment. ]

And I'm too tired to panic. I'm the morning, maybe.

I'm glad we're taking this seriously.

[ He swallows thickly, tipping his head up. It feels good, he won't lie, but there's a core of cold at his center that refuses to thaw. ]

It's...better. But it's not going away.

There's something fucking with your body's ability to regulate temperature- actually grabbing a scanner will leave me away long enough that it'll get painful for you and I'm not going to do that. [ tl;dr- he is taking this very seriously, as best he can without being able to do a damn thing- ]

...shit. Where's it the worst?

[ He's roused to curiosity and tightly reigned alarm, now. ]

[ At that, he closes his eyes. Tries to concentrate, to find it. Biting his lower lip he reaches for Tony's hand and drags it along, down his sternum, to a point about midway down his ribcage. ]

There.

I have a limited number of ways of getting inside you, Buckaroo.

[ He's not even sure that would help. Would it? ]

[ At which point, he gets a look. Really? That's where he's going with this? Now? ]

...it's going to take time. You're old, and I'm fucked up.

[ Which probably equals more contact. More of a chance to warm up. Alright it's not the worst idea he'd ever heard of, it just reads a certain way when Tony is the one suggesting it. ]

Well that's the perfect way to set the mood, offending me.

[ He'd roll away in a fit of pique if he weren't mostly comfortable to begin with and, well- it'd make the cold worse for Barnes. And they're trying to avoid that right now, aren't they? Right. ]

Generally you don't heat saline before putting in an IV but the odds of that helping are slim to nil, we could get a transfusion going but I don't want to know how my dormant Extremis variant will play with your knockoff serum.

I'm saying it's not the easy solution here.

[ He grunts, head falling back against the pillows again. No, none of those seem to be viable options to combat the cold. It's not warm that's the issue, the blankets aren't doing anything at all to keep him warm. Only Tony's touch offers any kind of relief and--

Well. Shit. ]

You really think it's gonna help?

Still offending me, wow. I am beginning to regret bringing it up.

[ Genius Billionaire Playboy Philanthropist. He knew what he was doing in bed and had worked around and alongside issues physical and mental before on either side of the equation enough to know how to make it good.

Waiting it out sounds like the better option now anyway. ]

Fucked if I know. I don't exactly have a way of testing.

[ This is not about your pride, Tony.

He lets out another breath, wincing slightly as the cold starts creeping outwards again. No, this is fine. Tony's right, it's not lethal or it would have probably killed him already, it's just going to be uncomfortable.

He can live with uncomfortable. Has for a long, long time. ]

Genius like you has to have some kind of guess...

[ His brow peaks slightly. There, see? A bandaid for his bruised ego. ]

How's the inside of your mouth?

[ Odd question, sure, but- he can start from the least invasive place and move onward (downward) if the theory proves true. ]

I mean, does it feel cooler than normal or...?

[ Safest place to test, still potentially tense but- Easy compared to the rest. ]

[ There's a brief pause before the context for the question slots into place, and Bucky nods, lifting his head once again. ]

Yeah. Like my breath should be coming out cold.

[ That's really what gives away that this is unnatural in nature. He has to wonder, in the back of his mind, if they knew what they were doing. 'They'. As if he has the slightest idea who could be behind this in the first damn place. ]

Alright then. Note that this is in the interest of comfort and science.

[ He still doesn't just jump into it- taking his time to rest a hand against barnes' jaw before leaning in, slow enough to give him time to move away if he likes. It's a little like kissing someone that's been standing outside for awhile, nothing new. Flicking his tongue in, now, is like kissing someone that's been deep throating an icecream cone. ]

[ And yet sure enough, as Tony's mouth presses against his that warmth bleeds through, spreading pleasantly like a sip of warm cocoa. A small noise of relief wells up out of Barnes as he tucks his hand around the back of Tony's head and tugs.

Yes. He's definitely allowed to keep that up. For science. ]

[ Okay, warmth spreading, that's a plus. Theory proven correct, he can pull back to talk this over-

Or just. Keep doing what he's doing, Barnes seems on board with that. He becomes a little less tentative, the flicking becoming a slow stroke of his tongue over Bucky's as the heat spreads and settles and seems to stay. ]

[ If he leaves, the cold comes back. That's how it works. So naturally there'd be a little reluctance there...and he'd be lying if he said he didn't just outright enjoy it, because of course he fucking does. It's Tony, who is exceptional in bed, and with whom sex is not the nightmare of frustration it could be for someone like him.

But yes, this appears to be an avenue worth exploring after all. When he loosens his hold again to pull away, he has a crooked little smile in the corner of his mouth. ]

I'm still going to give you crap for this being the first idea you came up with.

It's not the first thing I've run into that's cured via fucking.

[ There's more science to it than that, contact and endorphins and so on and so on- why this shit gets developed he kind of does and doesn't know. Sounds like the kind of thing he'd throw together as a thought experiment while bored if he was a crazy lonely and horny biochemist, but he's not.

Tony leans down to kiss Bucky again, humming at the faintly tepid press of their lips. ]

Repeated contact offers lasting results. If this works like the other things I've run into? Orgasm should clear it up. It's sort of like hotwiring your body.

Is it my turn to be offended yet?

[ Not that he actually is. The earlier days, maybe. Then, Tony seeing him like a machine to be tinkered with was actual fact. These days, less so. He says things like that and Bucky knows what he means, grins to show it, and kisses him back.

Repeated contact. Well. He's heard of crazier plans, hasn't he? ]

Maybe. Shall I kiss your wounded pride to make it better?

[ He thins he shall, leaning down to dip into Bucky again, tongue a warm, lazy thing against chill lips and breath. It'll take time, he knows that, but it's worth doing. bucky's always worth doing (his inner twelve year old snickers) but this is more than just fucking around to fuck around.

This'll help. And Tony? Is a helper. ]

[ It's helping, that much is certain. Just having him there, sprawled across him and lazily dipping into his mouth, like it's Sunday afternoon with nowhere to be...there are places inside the cold still clings, but here, he just feels the relief of it.

So it seems fitting to touch back. It's the metal palm that reaches for his cheek, thumb brushing against the firm angle of his jaw and the scratch of beard. ]

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