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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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[There is a little resistance every time he pushes in, but it gets easier to more he moves and the more she touches herself. She's relaxing, and he's glad since that tightness was about to really get him over the edge. It's still amazing and hot and wet and everything he wanted, but at least he wasn't going to blow his load immediately.

Leaning over, he plants a hand on the mattress and almost completely covers her body with his own. His free hand moves up to the side of her face, turning it towards his own some so that he can press a kiss close to the corner of her mouth.]

... Does it feel good touching yourself when I do this to you?

Jerk, I was... doing it to help you.

[There's a bit of irritation in her expression. If she were not bent down with her ass up, and if he had kissed her full on the lips, she would have bit him. How dare he tease her, a delicate maiden, about what she does to make this experience more enjoyable! She feels toyed with a little, and it doesn't make her happy. If he keeps it up too much he might not be pleased with the outcome.

Tohsaka turns her head to purposefully muffle her moan in the mattress. She doesn't want to be heard or seen. It's so embarrassing, so shameful, so— All of her feelings and desires break that perfect image she tries so hard to project. Given in is difficult for her because losing control is scary. It may mean losing everything. And she hates to lose.]

[The irritation is noted, but she's irritated a lot. He sighs a little, both from the sensation and from her reaction. Since she turns her head, his hand moves to comb through the hair, and through it all, his hips continue moving at that steady pacing, in and out. It's starting to feel real good and at the point where he can enjoy it without worrying too much about finishing so quickly.

With her face the other way, he kisses her shoulder instead. He places his other hand on the other side of her on the mattress, enveloping her completely underneath him as he moves. Each thrust has his hips hitting her perfect ass, not too loudly yet since the pace isn't anything too much as he plans on waiting for her to really start responding before moving harder.]

Move with me, Rin. It'll help me.

[Since that's what she's so concerned about.]

What? Why should I have to move? I can't do that in this position.

[She might be able to, but she's ~~a terrible partner~~ new at this. With one hand teasing her clit, her top half pressed against the mattress, and the other hand there as well. Perhaps if she were to prop herself up with that arm she could rock her weight from her knees to her arm, but for now she keeps stationary.]

[Even bent over with Archer deep insider her, she's still acting her usual self. He almost sighs but he's feeling too good from... well, fucking her. After trying to give her a few tips and doing a few other things to get her more relaxed, he figure's he'll just take the lead completely for Round 1.

Sitting up once more, he grips her hips and pumps his own harder. His cock slides in and out a bit more easily the more she touches herself, and with him having as much leverage as he does from behind, he has no problems moving against her. Clenching his jaw, he focuses purely on the pleasure, dark fingertips digging into the pale flesh of her perfectly rounded ass as he moves.]

I'll do it then...

[She's about to snap at him again, but with Archer changing the rhythm she's caught off guard. A moan slips from her unhindered. The sound of her own pleasure burns her ears, and makes her heart skip. How embarrassing, how base! How could she let herself get like this?

But it does feel good. When pulls away her whole body tingles from him dragging along her stretched walls. When he rushes in she feels flooded with warmth and a wave of pleasure like none she has ever felt before crashes into her. This cycle continues, and eventually her hand drops away from herself as she uses both her arms to brace her top half as he finds a harder and faster pace. Locks of her long, thick hair stick to her shimmering body. Drops of sweat glitter from the dying firelight as they roll down the elegant curve of her spine.

How could she let this happen? Did she actually want this? She curses whatever allowed this to become real because it's too much. She's enjoying herself too much, and that scares her. Rin's even shifting herself a little to feel him better, and that scares her too. Seeking him out, doing things on her own — Is this really Tohsaka Rin? Yes, perhaps this is the weakness that lies behind her cold exterior. A small creature who desires comfort and warmth who becomes unguarded once she has it.]

[She's not making anymore remarks. While it's fun to banter with her, he considers this a good thing for the moment. She's most likely unable to reply as the sensations start to sink in. On top of that, she's responding with her body, pushing her round ass back against him as he thrusts forward. Archer figures she's starting to focus on the pleasure and maybe even enjoying it.

Though, he doesn't expect her to admit it.

One of his rough hands drags down her back. The fire may be dying, but he can feel that light layer of sweat along her heated body. His fingers end up moving through her thick hair, grasping some of it as he leans over a bit and thrusts a little harder, breathless grunts slipping out with each movement as he does so.]

[He's so rough. She can't manage to keep up. He's hard, insistent, and gives her no room for retaliation. Each relentless thrust pushes her closer to that edge. Noises of pleasure fall from her lips as she arches her back and grabs at the mattress. Her mind doesn't feel blank, but instead overloaded with sensations and thoughts. Everything becomes a blur as their voices and bodies mix together. She's so lost that shame doesn't even stop her from picking up one of his hands and directing it to her small breast.]

[Archer is focused less on their surroundings and the sensation and more on the pleasure itself. He doesn't even realize she's got his hand until he squeezes, fingers pressing into the giving flesh of her modest breast. Shifting, he lifts her up, settling her back against his chest as he holds her in place on her knees.

Keeping his hand there, his other one runs down her other arm and grasps the back of her hand. He lifts it, guiding it to the back of his neck. While he continues to pump his hips, he breathes heavily in her ear and then tugs on her earlobe, pulling carefully with his teeth and letting out a soft groan.]

Rin...

[Is all he can muster as his lower half pumps against her harder, rougher, deeper.]

[Fingers curl and grab purchase in his hair at the back of his neck. She holds on desperately because even as he supports her weight she's still a nervous creature who struggles with complete trust. Slowly her body becomes tense. Rigid. Not just because of her uncertainty, but also because of the building pleasure. Gradually she starts to feel stiff. Like a metal spring coiled as tight as it can go waiting for release.

With his name unbeknownst to her she calls him by his title in response to that raspy voice he grunts into her ear. Her archer. Her nameless knight. The man who curiously does the household chores despite being a Heroic Spirit. Was it her Command Seal, or was it something more? She may never know, and she doesn't have time to think about that now.

Because how can she think when every time he drives into her he stokes the fire in her belly. Each deep thrust straining her more than she could ever do with her own fingers. Every time he sinks into her willing flesh she feels it. Getting closer to that edge, but not quite reaching it. Even his massaging of her breast is more soothing than anything else. Hesitantly the hand that lifted Archer's to her chest begins to leave him to that while she slides it down towards her center. Only pausing when she can feel him once more at her lower abdomen. Being able to feel him like that is a little dizzying. How lewd...]

[Though her hand drops away from his, he continues kneading her breast. His grip is firm, almost possessive, but he does a decent job of not being too rough with her. She's still a human even if she's one of the most talented mages he knows of, and even with his low physical stats, he could hurt her if he wasn't too careful.

But he's not really thinking about that too much. His body just instinctual knows how to work with hers, probably from experience and memory. It's a little disconcerting how... easy it is to fall back into that role with her, and Archer hopes that's the only thing easy for him to go back to. The rest of that life is something he doesn't want to think about.

The hand that guided hers up to his neck leaves it, dropping down to join her other one between her thighs. It strokes her lower stomach some before he presses his fingertips in a little more firmly, rubbing that bulge as he pumps her harder, deeper, his pace growing more insistent as he nears his climax.

If the rhythm wasn't an indicated, than his more breathless groans and sounds should probably make it obvious he was close.]

[What she wanted is not what she ended up doing. Tohsaka's intentions were to slip between her thighs and stimulate the sensitive bundle of nerves at the top of her slit, but she got distracted. Now that his pace is increasing she doesn't feel confident enough running her fingers down there without messing something up. So instead her hand simply finds his, and rests there. Rin's nails occasionally dig into the thinner skin at the back of his hand. Alternating between clawing at and releasing him depending on how tense she feels as every hard pump into her core thrusts her closer to finishing along with him.

Her voice comes from her freely now as they draw closer to the end. She's unable to hold back anything. Together their cries of pleasure fill the room as the last embers of the fire crackle and die away.

Rin reaches the end before he does. Everything just too overwhelming for her inexperienced body. Like opening floodgates something inside her releases suddenly. Her whole body shudders against him as she tugs at his hair and digs into his skin. A final cry escapes her as Tohsaka's eyes roll back into her head. With a flash of white her vision becomes obscured. Tears dot her lashes and roll down her cheeks. Archer will feel her convulse around him. Tight clenching and sucking him in followed by quick release only for it to cycle all over again.

Finally she collapses before him. Her weight falls forward into his hand. Her own releases him. She pants desperately for breath.]

[When she clenches around him, his breath catches in his throat and his body goes rigid for a split-second. Instead of pumping his cock in and out of her, he grinds with her for a few moments, riding through her orgasm and enjoying the heat that rushes through him from feeling how she squeezes around him and tenses up before going mostly limp.

The hand on her stomach moves up to her chest to better support her, and his other hand grips her shoulder. He stops grinding and goes back to pumping, shifting into her without much regard for the fact that she's probably still a little over-sensitive. It's so close for him that he can't stop now even if he wanted to.

A few moments after her, buries his cock as deeply in her as he can be. Exhaling loudly, he leans against her as he cums, pumping spurt after spurt of his thick warmth into her body, filling her and then some. He lets her fall forehead onto the mattress as he follows her, supporting his body with his hands on the surface while he grins slowly for a few moments, savoring the moment before finally stopping completely.]

[It's painful. How he keeps ramming into her after she's spent. But by the time he's doubled over and spilling himself into her she has the clarity to think. To feel. Like how she can tell when he twitches during his release, and the fact that even now he does his best to keep his weight from crushing her.

Rin's hands lower herself flush against their musty and lumpy bed. She feels covered. Sticky, wet, gross... but relieved? A hazy, wonderful buzz that makes her feel light and heavy all at once. If there were an sensation she'd need to label "Cloud 9" this would be it. She lets all her weight rest on the mattress hoping to retire for the evening.]

[Archer took the few moments where she lowered herself to catch his breath. He idly mused to himself as she dropped to the old mattress that it was a bit regretful that they ended up doing it in this abandoned, half-rotten cabin instead of back in comfort of her home. Still, it had been as good as he remembered it being, maybe better since it had been so long since the last time.

Sliding out of her, he pressed his hand against her hip and rolled her onto her side. He reached down, grabbing one of her knees and rolling her completely onto her back while simultaneously spreading her legs. Glancing down, he noted the amount of cum dribbling from her and then looked up at her face.]

We should work on your stamina sometime, Master.

[She did seem pretty exhausted.]

[Immediately Tohsaka begins to whine. She couldn't really feel the cum inside her, but when it begins to leak she can feel it drip from her core. In addition pulling her legs apart made her more exposed to the cold air of the cabin. Rin shivers, and avoids his gaze as she continues to try and catch her breath.]

Sh—shut up Archer. This... was merely a diversion, you know? There's still a Grail to be won.

My feelings are hurt. Merely a diversion.

[He sighs dramatically. Since she's going to be so petulant about it, he'll just tease her some more by leaning over, lips pressing against her neck and then his hot tongue dragging up along the skin.]

A—Archer! The fire is gone!

[An excuse. She squirms underneath his touch. Her arms weakly try and push him away.]

[Oh, he knows it's an excuse, which is why he doesn't pull away just yet. He catches one of her pushing arms, gripping her wrist to quickly pin it to the mattress.]

Are you cold again? I can try warming you up once more.

[His tongue ends up at her ear, and then he pulls on her lobe with his teeth.]

[A hitch in her breath. A tug to try and get her arm free.]

I — I'm tired.

[And she is. Her stamina for this kind of thing is abysmally low, but that's because she's still new to everything she's feeling. A work out, an exercise in magic, any one of those she can handle, but this?]

Which is why I said we need to work on your stamina.

[Smirking, he plants another hot, open-mouthed kiss on her neck before shifted upwards. He leans over her and finally slides off. Sitting up on his knees, he bends over to grab a few of the sticks near the fireplace to toss them in.]

Do you have enough mana left to light it?

[A shuddering sigh runs through her. Does she have the mana? Yes. She hasn't used much since they didn't get into a proper fight before the storm hit and forced them into the cabin. Does she feel up to using it? That's another story. Her exhaustion means she feels less inclined on using her power which in turn would only serve to make her more tired.

But Rin doesn't argue. Reaching out she holds her arm toward the fireplace. A one word incantation and a small snap of her finger — the fire ignites once more.]

[Once it was lit, he glanced over his shoulder to view her in the better light given off by the fire. She looked like completely worn out, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud. She didn't even seem like she was in the mood to argue, a rarity for the fussy magus.

Turning back to the fireplace, he stoked the fire and stacked the wood a little bit better. He then shifted out from in front of it so that the heat would catch her body completely. Running a hand through his hair, he slicked it back once more -- can't have it dropping into the usual tousled look of his youth -- and then rested back on his elbows perpendicular to her.]

You should get some sleep. I'll patrol.

At least return the blanket to me, you unruly Servant.

[God, she can feel it. She's gross. The sweat on her skin and the cum staining between her legs... Rin wants to cover up. What she really wants is a nice hot bath or shower, but she doesn't trust anything here. She just... she wants to be home. In her soft bed or her deep tub. A twinge of regret touches her heart, but it's fleeting.]

[There she was, his grumpy master. He almost cracked a smile but kept from doing so as he went for the blanket. A few moments later, he was wrapping it around her and hovering over her. Looking down, he tucked the blanket around her arms so she couldn't retaliate.

Then he leaned down, pressing his lips to hers to steal a kiss for a moment before lifting his head again.]

Anything else, Master?

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