body heat meme

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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

[oorah]

Yeah? [ whether that's a response to the first thing or the second thing is anyone's guess. but he really would carry her around, that's not even in question honestly. ] Good.

[ frank moves all the way down to the base of her spine, pausing there a moment before working just as slowly back up, taking a moment to trace her throat and collarbone before his fingers move right back down again. this time, they deftly maneuver up under the hem of her shirt, pressing against warm flesh. ]

[oldladyenough]

Mmhmm. [ her slender fingers once again begin to ease along his stomach, the skin smooth beneath the tips of her fingers.

tara's head is still bowed as his hand reaches the base of her spine, while he slowly works his way back up she slowly brings her head back up and leans into the touch when frank takes that moment to work his fingers along her throat. when his fingers slip under the hem of her shirt she tilts her head to the side looking at him. her own fingers easing up his abdomen tenderly. ]

[oorah]

[ their eyes catch in the dark, his own gaze dark and heavy. his hand slides around her waist under her clothes, bringing her even closer against his chest though it's a scant space to begin with. and then he leans in, his lips drawn to hers as if by magnetic force. ]

[oldladyenough]

[ it’s so damn easy to get lost in his dark gaze. her own mirroring his at that very moment, that crackle of electricity sparking around them again making the room even warmer than it already was thanks to the fire. she can’t get enough of his touch and as he draws her in closer to his chest, her hand which has been trailing up his stomach under his shirt soon settles upon his chest. the very second his lips fall upon her own she’s melting against him, soft lips locking his own in a heated, yet passionate kiss. ]

[oorah]

[ he hisses in another sharp breath when her hand makes it up to his chest, redoubling his efforts to deepen the kiss. frank palms one hip while his other hand locks onto her arm as though holding on for life. his tongue slips past her lips to search her mouth and for one moment he's able to be wholly present. he's here and only here, and that feels amazing. ]

[oldladyenough]

[ she groans softly against his lips while her fingers spread out against his chest, feeling his heart thunder against his rib cage. tara slips her other hand up along his side before threading those slender fingers through his short hair. as his tongue eases past her lips she can't stop the moan that slips into his mouth as his tongue finds her own, her body pressed up firmly against his as nothing else in the world mattered to her. this moment was prefect. ]

[oorah]

[ that sound is encouraging, as is the way she palms his chest. frank leans back a little to encourage her to move into his lap, both hands climbing up her back now until they rest at the closure of her bra. he keeps up their kiss until he quite literally runs out of breath, pulling back and huffing oxygen back into his lungs. ]

[oldladyenough]

[ the silent hint is taking when frank leans back away from her just a bit, her nails gently raking across his chest while she throws a leg over his lap and is soon straddling him. as calloused hands climb up her back she can't help but shudder ever so slightly at the touch, lips locked with his own until she feels him pull back and she had to admit it was a good call as she needed to catch her breath as well.

dark eyes opening while she presses her forehead against his own, her other hand soon slipping under his shirt as well and joining the one that was still palming his chest. ]

[oorah]

[ he's forgotten about the power, even the windstorm brewing outside escapes his notice. though one annoying thing makes it through his laserlike focus in this moment. that night he got drunk with micro... do you miss sex? frank's gaze snaps up to hers, liking how that feels, her face pressed against his as they touch. their bodies flush through their clothes, of which they probably have far too many in this moment. he wonders what she must think, when he always backs down after they get this far along. does she think he doesn't want her? or that maybe he's irreparably broken somehow? hell. maybe he is.

trying to drown out the noise, his hips roll upwards into hers, his breathing shallow as he holds her gaze from so close. they're making out like teenagers in a blanket fort, and he can't find any reason to complain. ]

[oldladyenough]

[ frank wasn't the only one who had forgotten about the power. slender fingers slowly stroke along his chest as she sighs ever so softly and contently near his lips. when his dark hues glance up into her own she can feel that fire burning in the pit of her stomach once again, a fire that only he knew how to ignite like none other. a slight shift rolls her hips downwards into his, while she wonders if he'll wind up backing down once again. she knew it wasn't because he didn't want her, there was obviously an attraction and she could see it in the way he looked at her, the way he touched her even it was just a brush of fingers as he handed her a cup of coffee in the morning.

it could be aggravating to say the least. to get so worked up only to have him move away, act like the two hadn't been close to ripping each others clothes off, but she never pushed for it to happen.

when his hips roll upwards into her own she tips her head back for a moment, lips parting slightly as her breath hitches for a moment before her forehead is back against his own. once she's sure the two have had enough time to recover she's pressing her lips against his own once more, nipping at his lower lip before deepening the kiss between them. hell least they were making out in his truck, the blanket fort was much more comfy. ]

[oorah]

[ he moans against her mouth when she nips him, lips parting easily for her as his hands slip down to her hips. for once in his life, he needs to stop thinking. he needs to let this happen. this is usually about the time the noise in his head would make it impossible to continue. frank swivels his hips again and kisses her back instead. ]

[oldladyenough]

[ she feels a tingle rise up against her spine when his moans against her mouth, her fingers curling up into the fabric of his shirt and slowly inches it up his chest wanting to ease it off. when his hips move up against her own once again she softly moans his name against his lips, feeling the grip his rough hands had on her hips as she deepens their kiss as her hips start a slow grind against his. ]

[oorah]

[ he reluctantly unhands her so she can pull his shirt off, breath coming in huffs as their kiss breaks. the second it's gone he's moving back in close, his hands climbing up under her sweater and unhooking her bra. his heart is pounding out of his chest. is this really going to happen? ]

[oldladyenough]

[ she knows he has to take his hands off her so she can pull his shirt off, that however doesn't cease the whimper that eases past her lips when their own pull apart. the annoying fabric of his shirt being yanked off over his head before they were close once again. as his hands made their way up her back she dips her head down, lips dragging across the bare skin of his neck and shoulder. teeth grazing the skin as she feels the clasp of her bra come undone. tara's breathing increasing in that moment while she sits back just a bit, her hands slipping down to the hem of her own shirt to pull it up. this was going to happen. ]