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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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"Well, for me, it's not camping unless there's a healthy dose of life and death risk involved." He smiled lightly as he held on to the speedster.

He didn't verbally respond to the second thing he said. Yes, Oliver wasn't the touchy feely type by any stretch of the imagination, but what many didn't know was how deeply he cared for his loved ones, and that included his protege Barry. His hand move over Barry's back, trying to create friction and warm him up more.

Barry gave a stuttered laugh at Oliver's description of camping. He wasn't wrong he supposed, he didn't know the whole story but he knew Oliver had spent 5 years on a deserted island. He was glad he wasn't alone out here in the middle of nowhere.

Barry snuggled closer and slowly his body stopped trembling as it stole more warmth from archer. "Thanks Ollie. For taking care of me." Barry said appreciatively.

Ollie kept his hands rubbing Barry's back, glad the trembling had stopped, it was working.

"I know, that I don't always show my feelings to others very well. But, I do care about you. You're... something special. A real hero, and a good friend." He pulled the blanket that was covering them, tightly around them to trap the heat their bodies were giving off.

"I would say the same about you...that your special, a hero, a friend. You're someone I look up too. Someone whose made me really believe I can make a difference. You're very important to me Oliver." Barry offered quietly. They were pressed as close as they could be, Barry's arms trapped in Oliver's embrace as the man kept him close. The blankets they had weren't the best but combined with the fire and their closeness it was helping tremendously.

That warmed the archer's heart more than fires or blankets could ever warm him. "I, try to do what's right. Chase, he told me that everyone around me, my parents, Tommy, Laurel, Sara, Thea... everything I touch, dies." It's a feeling he himself had felt long before Adrian Chase put it into words, but with it actually spoken, he had to fully acknowledge it.

"You. More than anyone and anything else, you're the one thing that I know I did right by."

"If I've learned one thing being a superhero is that bad things happen to good people. And when you're a person who's used to beating the big bad and all of a sudden you can't and someone you love gets hurt or worse...it makes you feel like you failed. I've lost people too and it sucks so much. It sucks so much that I created an alternate timeline to escape in. But it wasn't right...I was happy...but at the same time...I wasn't..." Barry sighed and nuzzled closer. "I'll always be here, Ollie. Always. For anything and everything."

"I know, you're a good man Barry, and a good hero too." He smiled as he added, "Don't beat yourself up for the past, people might start confusing us." He was well aware of his own faults after all. "You can always count on me too."

Barry chuckled but it turned into a cough and he snuggled closer to Oliver as a shiver ran over him. "I'm sorry I'm practically on top of you here." Barry said trying to laugh off the fact that he quite literally had plastered himself to Oliver. "Alas the cold is my weakness." He chuckled. "Don't tell anyone about that or I'll tell everyone you love hugs."

"Hey, no, you tell people that and everyone is going to want a hug." he smirked, his hands moving over Barry's back again now. "Your secret is safe with me Mr. Allen." This felt nice, the embrace, the warmth, the closeness - all rare for Ollie.

"Mr. Allen? What happened to Barry? You want me to start calling you Mr. Queen?" He teased and fell silent for a moment. "Ollie, maybe we should take some of our clothes off? I'm still shaking and skin to skin is better at helping cold people get warm again." This isn't something Barry would normally suggest but with his leg still mending he can't vibrate his body to help generate heat enough to combat the freezing temperatures that surround the cabin.

"You do and I'm going to stop hugging you." he teased regarding the formal acknowledgement. The smiles break into a brief repressed laugh though at what Barry says next.

"Are you sure that's the only reason you want us to take off our clothes?"

"You're so mean." Barry pouted at Oliver even though he knew he was teasing. Then he blushed again when Oliver asked if that was his only reason for wanting to get naked. "Normally I would say no it's not, but I'm freezing Ollie so for now. Yea it's the only reason. Unless you think making out will help with the cold thing."

"It could actually, get our blood moving." Oliver smirked. He pulled away from Barry though and pulled the top half of his uniform off, before working to help Barry with his.

As Barry's suit was one piece essentially wiggling him out of it meant leaving him in his boxers shivering like mad until Oliver rejoined him under the blanket. "Remind me to get Cisco to make the heat thread activation something I can do without him." Barry shuddered through chattering teeth. Once they were skin to skin though it was amazing how much warmer it go, and how quickly it happened. "Though this is certainly very nice indeed." He smile slightly at Oliver.

Oliver had removed the pants and boots of his uniform as well, leaving him in a pair of green (because, of course they're green) boxer-briefs and socks. He quickly curled up with Barry, feeling slightly cold himself after removing the rest of his clothes. He wrapped the blanket around them tightly. Their arms around each other, their legs mingling together, and the rest of their bodies pressed tightly against each other.

"I'm pretty sure I've met my hug quota for a decade just tonight alone." he teased himself with a smile.

"Does it still count as hugging if we make out?" Barry asked as he slotted his legs with Oliver. He was in just a pair of black boxers now and no longer shivering as badly as before. "Why do you hate affection so much?" He asked as a way to just keep them both talking. He didn't think sleep would be the best idea just yet. He knew he probably shouldn't ask but he'd been curious about it for a while.

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The archer smirked at the first question, but it faded quickly at the second question. "Barry, it's not that." He paused as he wrestled with the words, not to mention the mixed emotions he was feeling.

"There's, honestly, nothing more that I want than affection." a very faint smirk, "I used to be a stereotypical millionaire's son and playboy. Then I ended up on the island and surrounded by assassins, mercenaries, and the mafia - moments of affection were few and far between." He turned his head to look up at the ceiling absently, recalling the island and his other adventures.

"Everything became a lot clearer. How selfish and self-centered I had been. How awful I treated those closest to me, how I took them for granted. The island changed m perspective on life, for the better. But, I try to keep a distance with people, especially those I care about. I don't want to see them get hurt. I think, if nothing else, you can understand that part."

"Oh. That makes sense. I didn't think of that." Barry said softly. "I knew you went through some hard stuff and everything but I didn't know everything...don't need to know." He added. "I'm sorry you had to go through that but I'm glad you survived and used it to grow into a better person. Still...it seems awful lonely keeping people at arms length." He knew for a fact as much as he himself would love to be able to do that he just couldn't. The people around him made him stronger, made him fight harder and look for better ways to do things. They inspired him to be a better person, a better hero.

"It has been, it is." he squeezed Barry for a moment. "But, I'm working on that." he smiled at the speedster. "How are your injuries?"

Barry reveled in the hug and the tightening of his hold for a long moment and cherished the smile, the openness of it. It was rare to get Ollie like this and he wanted to savor it as weird as that sounded. "I'm healing, my calf itches like mad which means it's doing it's thing. I should be better in another hour or so. But I think it's still too cold outside for me to run us both out of here. Not to mention dark and slippery." Barry mused, he didn't want to spend the night but running in the snow and ice and carrying Oliver wasn't the safest thing.

"I might be wrong, but I think Central City and Star City can survive one night without the Flash and the Green Arrow. We'll stay here for the night, head out in the morning." One of his legs moved over Barry's calf muscle to try and relieve the itchy feeling. Oliver was reveling the closeness too.

Barry let out a small sound when Oliver's leg began to move over his calf partly because it did help and partly because it caused other parts to move together. "Uh...you might wanna stop that or else I can't be blamed for my reaction." Barry said blushing bright red. Wouldn't you know that blush went from his head halfway down his chest.

And Barry gets a (much fainter) blush from Oliver in response. "Sorry, was trying to scratch that itch for you." Oliver stopped moving his legs over Barry's, and certain parts which had been rubbing together were now only pressed together.

"Much appreciated, honest. I mean I know you were joking earlier about making out and stuff...and this is a terrible time...not like I ever imagined it this way..not that imagine you and I kissing...oh god I'm turning into Felicity. Just...shoot with the bow me now. Get it over with..." Barry blushes deeper and buries his face in Oliver's neck.

One of Oliver's arms shift, and tilt Barry's face up, a gentle smile on the archer's face, silencing the speedster for a moment, and he pressed his lips to Barry's. Being a former playboy, Oliver was well-versed in the art of kissing. Since returning from the island, it wasn't something he often did, but he had certainly not lost the skill as Mr. Allen was finding out. The kiss ended almost as quickly as it began.

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