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bakerstreet2017-12-02 07:00 pm
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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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Beats me. But you know I'm used to the cold, so it was no big deal. It's not so bad losing feeling in your toes after a while, and they didn't fall off... [He didn't think Leo would be this sensitive to the cold, but Nohr's chill isn't the same level as this village. He pulls Leo tightly against him, trying to warm him up to stop his teeth chattering. Boots should come off soon, too, it would be kinda nice to feel his toes.]
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This felt nice, he thought. He was starting to warm up - the layers and layers and layers of woven blankets and furs around them certainly helped, as well as the heat of the other's body. He could feel the other's heart beating against his chest, feel his hips (those hips against his own, feel their legs entwined and... yes. This was nice. Very nice. Now, all he had to do was not get turned on.
The longer they were there, the harder it was. He couldn't help it - he really couldn't - how close they were, the fact that it was skin-to-skin, the other's smell, the feel of him, all of that had made him semi-erect. It was pointless to hide it. There was no way he could. So. He moves his head, lightly sighing. Absolutely certain that the other could feel it.]
...Sorry.
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And then, he feels Leo's cock hardening against him...and grins.]
Ohh, for that. Leo, Leo...you know the best way to keep warm is with the hottest sex imaginable. [Besides, he's hard, too. Leo's warming up nicely against him, his body fits perfectly in Niles's arms, they're alone...]
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[He asks, looking up at the other's face in a mixture of innocence, and skepticism. He was a funny sort. While of course he was known as something akin to a genius, could decipher information both arcane and just... well, difficult, and generally was years ahead of his age in general learning, he was oblivious about a few things. Mostly things that Niles himself was an expert upon. The fact that Niles was his first partner added to that - he often found himself asking about certain things that Niles mentioned and...
...well, every day was eye-opening. Because Niles had always been kind to him, he retained a lot of innocence, and... well, he'd never been anywhere as cold as this before. Of course he had to take it at face value. And exactly as Niles had thought, they were alone - and they would be left alone until the dawn.]
The negotiations with the Ice Tribe might take months if they're feeling cantankerous. This might actually be our last opportunity for a while...
[He states, knowing that arguing every single point of the (long) agreement would likely leave him in little mood for anything other than sleep in his free time.
He moves his spare hand from Niles' hair, down his shoulder, past his bicep, and circles his inner elbow, moving his legs.]
It would be foolish to just... go there. Without at least having a little fun. And, it's important to keep warm. And this is a perfect opportunity, don't you think?
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And then Leo begins to stroke his way down his body, and Niles's grin softens to a smirk.]
Of course. If this is our last chance for a while, it'd be foolish to waste it by hurrying. And I want to worship every last inch of your perfect, lovely body. [Leo can have as many body issues as he wants, Niles is going to tell him how perfect he is as many times as he damn well pleases. Because Leo really is the best looking-person he's ever been with. Even the "hot" clients or members of his gang who had a go at him were always dirty with grimy hair and missing a few teeth and reeking of booze and sweat and other filth.]
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[Even if compared to the old regime, the Ice Tribe were getting a better deal. Independence, plus none of their own would be conscripted. Urged to add to the Nohrian force, yes... but not conscripted as soldiers, servants, or anything else.
It was a good deal. Leo knew this, as he'd actually penned it, explained the details of it to his brother, refined a few points with Xander's feedback and then got his approval on it, but it didn't mean that they would take it. They could easily reject the hand of friendship, or think it too good to be true. He, himself, would not leave until the accord had been struck. Really, it would be a contest of stubbornness.
He colours slightly when he hears Niles' words, moving his gaze from the other's face to the side of the hut wall. It was obvious he didn't agree, but this did not need to turn into a pity party. He moves his spare hand to Niles' erection, running the backs of his fingers teasingly, fleetingly, up the shaft.]
Then let's take all the time we want...
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Ah! [And then Leo's fingers are teasing his fully erect cock, Niles involuntarily moves his hips.] Mm, I'm not the least bit tired, but I want us to be exhausted when we're done. When the time comes, I'm gonna fuck you until you can't walk straight for days, Leo.
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He smiles at the thief's gasp, and withdraws his hand, deciding to tease the inside of his thigh with the same careful, light touches- barely there. And he moves his own hips against the other's (beautiful) ones, bending a leg at the knee. ]
...Promises, promises.
[He responds, meeting the other's lips again, just glancing them.]
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Niles...
[He breathes, coming to terms with the fact he's more than likely going to be fucked in someone else's bed. And deciding shortly after, that this is completely fine. More than fine.]
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He splays his fingers against Niles' cheeks - his lips trailing, glancing at his clavicle - across his adam's apple, and then his chin as he moves against him, parting them to moan, quietly, before sucking on his bottom lip.]
Ah.. I thought... you preferred screaming?
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He shifts, moving himself from the thief briefly to sit up, and then straddle him, bundling some blankets around his shoulders with a faint shiver. That shiver was the cold. He then moves himself against him, dipping his head to, again, touch his lips to Niles' warm throat.]
The sounds you make are prettier, though.
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[He wants to tease the other, but he can't. It's too endearing. They're too close, and Niles is too precious to him to be anything but honest with. Far too precious.
'Yours' or more accurately 'His' sounds... nice.
Of course, while his father couldn't be blamed for his concubines, and he would never change the (surviving) results of all of it in Camilla and Elise, he would certainly change everything else. Polyamory was almost expected of a ruler in Nohr, but the thoughts of his mother... and the concubine wars were enough, back then, to make him decide to never travel that path.
Ever.
So he looks to Niles' face at his comment, cupping his face in both hands to lean toward him, meeting his mouth.]
Yours. Until the end of the both of us.
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Leo told him about the concubine wars, how stuck-up ladies would kill and poison each other's kids only to end up dead themselves. How Leo and his sisters were pawns to their mothers, used to gain favor with the king. This is why Leo isn't like those other spoiled nobles, he knows what pain is. That's why he's better than them. That's why I love him...why I trust him with my life.]
And I am yours, Leo. Until the end. [He kisses Leo softly, the hand on his neck moving to caress Leo's face.]
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Thank you. [He responds, half wanting to just sink back down with him and keep talking in such an open manner. However, that doesn't quite happen.
The combination of Niles' hand on his inner thigh and the rest of him pressed up against him makes his ache- enough to straighten his back and move his narrow hips against him again, looking down at his face.]
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He moves his hips more harshly, moving away from the other's hand when he stroked up his length and to when he stroked down against it, halflidding his eyes as his behind moves against Niles' hard cock- moving his hand back, to stroke it against him, his breath hitching in his throat.]
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He elicits a soft, sinful sound, but it's one that stops abruptly as a realization hit him. Fuck. They didn't have anything to hand to use as a lubricant, did they?]
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D-damn...! Leo...we don't have... [he's slowing down, trying to stop completely]
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Going out and getting some would be implausible when he felt that either of them would likely freeze to death when they left their warm, blankety little bubble - let alone outside of this shack. So that... no. The thought of going without it hits him too, and he entertains it for some time as he keeps his eyes trained on Niles' face - that one eye - possessive of as much hunger as his own two eyes displayed.
He should know by now that I'm not -that- delicate.
But he wouldn't allow it. He wouldn't entertain the risk of hurting me, even for his own benefit.
He runs through (limited) options in his head. It wasn't as if he knew of other ways. Niles, of course, was his first partner, and he'd never asked him to do anything untoward, nor anything Leo might feel was. That, and Leo himself not paying any mind to the soldiers talking about their wives back home had meant the options the pair still had were unknown to him.
He was sheltered in some respects. Precious little, all considered, he was hardly a paragon of innocence at anything aside this.
So. He lifts his lower half from the thief's body almost irritably settling at the side of him, his head buried in the crook of his neck with another sigh, trailing the hand on his chest to trace the other's navel and
thosehips, trying to ignore the fact his groin was aching in annoyance.]... This is irritating.
[He finally offers, unable to hide his disappointment.]
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