Body Heat Meme

[waitingforsin]

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

[in_triplicate]

Fuck you. [Said as she curls up against him, pressing her face into his neck. Her nose is very cold, okay, and that little dip between his neck and shoulder is the perfect place for it. The press of his body against hers has brought the shivers back on, but she can't really find fault in that, because he's warm and hey, she gets his body pressed against hers. It's hard to find a downside there.]

...Thanks.

[aimtrue]

[He rubs his hands up and down her arms, kissing the top of her head. He doesn't know what else to do to keep her warm. There's nothing else here to help with it.]

Can't say this isn't without it's perks? [He grins.]

[in_triplicate]

[Phil tucks herself as close to Clint as she can, huffing air down his neck as she tucks her legs up so she's totally covered by the blanket.]

I'd have hoped getting naked with you would happen under different circumstances.

[Her nipples feel as hard as bullets right now. She's very glad he hasn't said anything about it, because this is actually pretty embarrassing. She'd hoped she'd have had a little more time and much more flattering light for the big reveal as it were.]

[aimtrue]

Gotta take what we can, right?

[He laughs, bringing one hand up to the back of her neck, and brushing his thumb along it. Hopefully the extraction will come sooner rather than later, but he'll do whatever it takes to keep her warm until then.]

[in_triplicate]

Next time I'm holding out for a bed.

[Her fingers curl around his ribs, tracing the path of an old scar, and she takes a moment to brush her lips against his neck in an uncharacteristically uncoordinated kiss.] Really though...thanks.

[aimtrue]

Next time, huh?

[He presses his lips to the top of her head, hiding his smile, though she can probably feel it against her hair.] For what? Getting you naked?

[in_triplicate]

Yeah, next time. Preferably your bed. I like it better than mine.

[She rolls her eyes at him, even though clearly he won't see it. His ribs get a little pinch, too, which he may have a better chance of noticing.] For getting me here. Can't believe I didn't see that beam come crashing into my head. [She hasn't touched it, but she's fairly certain there's a nice bloody lump right on her occipital lobe. Awesome.]

[aimtrue]

It is a pretty awesome bed.

[He huffs a soft sound, mussing her hair a little. He squirmed away from the pinch, and he just knew that she'd rolled her eyes at him too.] Yeah. Place wasn't exactly... structurally sound. Falling through the ceiling wasn't much fun either.

[in_triplicate]

The company's nicer, too.

[That makes her smile, instinctively knowing that he knows that she rolled her eyes at him. They've known each other for a long time, it's nice to be able to anticipate that kind of stuff. Feels...safe.] I was fine until the ceiling fell after us.

Hey, have you ever thought about getting any tattoos? [Ah, the rabbity thought processes of a concussed mind.]

[aimtrue]

Aw, Phil. You'll make me blush.

[He traces his hand down her side, to the small of her back, rubbing gentle circles there. He wasn't sure where the question had come from, but the longer he kept her talking, the better.] Once or twice. Kinda figured they'd get a bit- y'know. Messed up?

[in_triplicate]

Suits you.

[His hand feels so nice on her skin, sweeping trails of warmth over her back. She's just grateful he's avoided her scar so far, she doesn't want to have to deal with the reminder of Loki tonight.] Mmm. I just have the one. Never sure what else to get. [The Marines symbol on her shoulder had seemed like more than enough commitment back when she was eighteen, and in the next twenty years she could never decide what else she actually wanted.] What did you want?

[aimtrue]

You would think that.

[He won't touch it, not now, not when he's trying to bring her comfort. He does move his fingers higher, brushing over the tattoo. He'd caught a glimpse earlier.] Never could quite decide. What do you think?

[in_triplicate]

Pretties you up a bit. Not that you need it.

[It's just the generic eagle, globe, and anchor with her company number tattooed under it. She'd been so proud when she had it done. Now she barely thinks about it at all.] For you? [She scoffs a little.] Cupid. [It quickly turns into a giggle.]