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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.

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[ Akashi takes the other end of the blanket and pulls on it slightly so he can balance it on his shoulder.. Akashi inches even closer to Kuroko before leaning on the shorter guy, linking the arm that's more inside the blanket with Kuroko's. Surprisingly, it seems the blanket is big enough to fit the two of them inside it. ]

This is concerning, but try not to worry too much about the cold, Kuroko. As long as I'm here, I'll make sure to keep you warm.

[ Kuroko generally speaks with less life than others most of the time, which is Akashi's fault to begin with, really, but Akashi has learned how to read these kinds of people thanks to having spent time with both Mayuzumi and Kuroko in the past. Akashi won't say he knows the two shadows like the back of his hand, but he's a fairly good reader of people. ]

(It's so easy to resume his trust in Akashi because it was the distrust that was never natural. Of course his frien can't calm the rage outside, Kuroko knows Akashi has limitations, but he can already feel the warmth slowly coming back into his arm.)

I'll think about other things.

(Ah, Akashi feels so warm. Without meaning to, Kuroko turns his head until it's buried in the shoulder beside him, but once the chill disappears from his face, he can't bring himself to move.

Instead of changing the mental topic, Kuroko can only think of how nice this feels when compared to the cold.)

I'm sorry, I lied.

[ Akashi decides to just follow Midorima and not do anything for himself anymore beyond what he thinks is minimal. It's not that Akashi doesn't like Midorima the same way the other does, but there are a lot of things Akashi is afraid of. For someone so composed all the time, he's the member of the Generation of Miracles who is the most brittle. With all the wrong he's committed and while his friends still hang out with him, it doesn't change the fact that he has sins to atone for. And until he forgives himself, he'll try not to indulge himself in feelings and what have yous.

Although admittedly he feels quite grateful for Midorima holding his hand earlier in the Ferris wheel. It really did feel nice and warm, and he only wishes they could hold hangs for longer. ]

Right.

[ There's at least the food booths area which seem to be warmer than being outside where the rides are. ]

I'll leave you to lead.

[A laugh at 'the magic word' being used, Lucas tugging the button free from the hole with a last jerk of his teeth, his hand coming up to undo the zipper as he smiled up at her.]

I'm not sure that's the magic word I'm looking for. But I like the idea of making you say that for other things.

[His fingers curled into the top of her jeans while he nuzzled open the front of them, burying his nose in against her underwear and drawing in a deep breath, getting her scent and the taste of her arousal to tease his senses.]

[ Kuroko has always been interesting to Akashi, and perhaps for some time, Akashi had replaced Kuroko with somebody else. Akashi feels good to be back, though, because now he can actually spend some time with someone he's been keen on.

The puff of air he lets out is visible when he laughs, a pure sound despite the harsh weather outside. ]

The more you think about it, the colder it will become.

[Another giggle, hitched slightly, and she wriggles as much as she can to push the denim down her hips, but he's not giving her much room to move (and even less incentive to distract him from what he's doing.]

Like what?

[He has a whole rainbow of options ahead of him, honestly, and Rhea is more than willing to play that game if he's good at it. A primal part of her is very aware that there is a predator between her legs, but it's only excitement that makes her tense and slide her fingernails over his head.]

You don't like talking about yourself much, huh...

[ Midorima quiets as he takes him over to one of the booths with a gas heating lamp and hot tea. He still wants ramen, but they need to at least warm up first. Once he orders them both something to drink, and pays before Akashi can say something (he feels he owes him for dragging him into this in the first place). When he gets the cup, he takes it and hands it to Akashi, and speaks quietly. It's important to say things like this, at least that much he's learned with Shutoku, even if he can't say a lot of other things he wants to. ]

Thank you for trusting me before.

(It's a nice laugh, and Kuroko is thankful for the chance to hear it again. After Teiko, there was a real danger Akashi would never be able to smile in that innocent way again, let alone laugh.

Even with it being so cold as to be visible, the breath feels warm as it wafts over Kuroko's neck, at least compared to the freezing temperatures surrounding them.)

No, I'm definitely feeling warmer now.

(And he is, even if only by a small bit.

But, there is a problem: his hands are still numb. Luckily, Kuroko isn't bashful, and he's willing to reach out for things he may want. Akashi has already given his permission so frozen hands search out those that had been holding them earlier.)

But I would like your hands, please.

[ Just because Midorima's already paid doesn't mean Akashi can't say something anymore!! ]

I could have paid for mine, but that was kind of you. Thank you.

[ He blows on the cup first and enjoys the feeling of warmth back in his hands. He really shouldn't have underestimated Tokyo weather and should have brought gloves with him. ]

It's not something you should be thanking me for. You've earned it years ago.

Shiro blinks and starts to laugh when Felih calls him gorgeous, the sentiment so deeply incongruous with his own self-image, and then suddenly there are lovely lithe legs around his hips and Felih's bucking into him and he chokes on an Altean curse. It's so hard not to just let loose and key up into something fast and desperate aimed to get them both yelling in seconds, but that's not what this is about. His control slips enough for two sharp, quick thrusts before he gets a grip on himself and pins Felih's hips neatly to the pillows. Low, sinuous grinds still let him butt against that sweet place that squeezes so nice and snug, but like this he can still dictate a slower, even pace.

"I'm going to really love feeling you fall to pieces, aren't I?" he murmurs, half amused and half chagrined. "You're so sweet and eager. Beautiful. Love the way you blush and cuddle, and how much you love to touch." He's blushing himself now, even if he's smiling gently watching his mate. It's difficult for him to say these sorts of things out loud sometimes, when they're so intimate like this, but they're important. "You're so smart, and you've worked so hard to be good at what you do, and you are so compassionate. You care so strongly... it's amazing. You're amazing."

[ Akashi can feel his cheeks grow warm at the suggestion of holding hands with Kuroko. He's not as pale as Kuroko is so the flush isn't that obvious, but Kuroko may be able to tell given how close they are. ]

Ah, yes.

[ It's a bit difficult to hold Kuroko's other hand, but he searches for Kuroko's with the one that's closest to it. He doesn't entwine his fingers with Kuroko's even if the temptation is there. ]

I can't reach your other hand unless-- [ Unless, well. Kuroko decides to sit in front of Akashi instead. But that would be weird. ]

Felih cries out when he feels those two quick thrusts, back arching a moment before Shiro grips his hips and pins them down onto the pillows, making him whine, panting hard as he recovers from the sudden jolt, only to be denied more of it. Shiro is strong- bigger than he is, clearly a skilled warrior, and Felih can't move his hips and he whines and pouts and squirms, but then Shiro's grinding.

Each grind makes Felih shake. He gasps, clutching at his back, quivering as his cock throbs and leaks precum, squeezing around his lover as he whimpers and moans, low and throaty, and becoming more high and thin as Shiro keeps going. Again, again, again, he's feeling that thick cock grinding right against his sweet spot, making him go weak, unable to do a thing about it with Shiro pinning his hips down and controlling their pace.

"Nngh- S-Shiro, Shiro-!" The mewls and whines would sound almost demanding if Felih wasn't busy struggling to keep his voice steady. His body is trying to fight his mind. His mind says to whine and fuss and be a troublemaker for more, to keep trying to move, but his body is very much telling him to just relax and let Shiro keep grinding against that spot-

"Nngh-not- not fair-" he mewls, voice weak and nearly breaking with how he has to fight his pleasured cries just to form them.

Shiro's words take a moment longer to register than usual, considering the haze of pleasure he's in, but his cheeks are dark. He gasps and moans and can't articulate the words, only able to cling tighter, whimpering as his hips twitch and buck and push instinctively against his hands, his hips, still seeking bliss with each jolt of pleasure. Felih's cock keeps spilling precum, a mess between their bodies- but their scents are truly mingling now, coating each other slowly.

The sticky, slick slide of Felih's cock against his stomach is really enjoyable. Something Shiro hasn't ever experienced - not like this. He could get used to that.

He cradles Felih's head carefully with his human hand and lifts him enough to steal kiss after kiss, heated and langorous. "Loving the way you feel against me, around me," he whispers. "I'm gonna smell like you for days. And all your blankets will smell like us. Makes me think I should get you one of my work out tee shirts later. After it's been soaked through and dried again, if you want something that smells like me for later."

More kisses punctuate grinding thrusts to make Felih whine. "Is there something you want, baby cat? What makes your breath hitch and your mind blank. What do you dream of someone doing for you?"

Consider it penance for dragging you into this in the first place.

[ Even with gloves on, Midorima seems content with holding his cup with both hands and near his face so the steam warms up his nose. And then immediately regrets it because his glasses fog up and he has to lower the cup again. The glasses life is suffering. ]

Even so. [ It wasn't exactly a normal situation, but he doesn't elaborate on that 'even so,' instead falling quiet and taking a sip of the tea while it's hot so it can warm his insides. ]

Felih is putty under him. He's noisy, shamelessly letting himself spill all variety of obscene, desperate sounds while his lover intently works at making sure he falls apart. Even when Shiro kisses him, he returns them passionately, desperately, breathlessly, and moans into them, sometimes breaking them to have to gasp or cry out.

Each teasing grind just makes him want for Shiro more and more, his body squeezing at each tease of that swell inside him, and his aching cock is getting stimulation merely from sliding and rutting between their bodies as Shiro works. His ears are pinned back, partially submissive, but mostly because letting them go limp against his hair is the easiest option when his entire body is going weak, turning to jelly.

His cheeks burn and his heart pounds, and he moans as Shiro speaks, the words alone sending fire through his veins, and he's struggling just to speak. "W-Want it- want you- want you with me, please, Spinner's scissors-!" he chokes on an Eorzean swear as Shiro taunts him with it all.

Scent is a mark, unseen but present and sensed, they're going to be marked and mated and to have his mate's scent with him-? "I-I just- I- I...!" Gods, he's mortified. but he's more desperate than he is embarrassed, the teasing grinds winding him up more and more but never letting him push over the edge. Twelve preserve him, he can't believe he's so desperate to beg such a filthy thing aloud- "-j-just milk me dry, please, please- I just- I- j-just push me until I can't spill anymore, please-"

His cock is jerking between their bodies, swelling up even just from the grinding, the soft barbs starting to firm up.

[ As usual, Midorima's pretty hard on himself. Not that Akashi's seen this side of him before but Midorima's always the one who has trained and studied the hardest between the two of them. His standards for excellence are something else. ]

It's not your fault. When you told me that we were going here first, it's not like you knew that the power of the ride would shut down for a while.

[ He finally takes a sip off the tea. Once he feels the warmth entering his body, he breathes out a sigh of relief, smiling warmly at the cup as if it's the best thing in the world. ]

It's fortunate you were able to get your photo, too.

"I'm gonna be fine either way, you should definitely at least try and nap or you're gonna actually crash next time you take Blackie for a spin."

He shifts out from under the blanket and gets easily to his feet, moving to grab the two cooled drinks. The cookies could stay out, the others would enjoy them.

If I'd told Takao to go take one and bring it to me, it wouldn't have been an issue.

[ He shouldn't have left the house without a lucky item and this wouldn't have happened, obviously. He's well aware this doesn't happen to other people, but his personal luck seems to have become intricately entwined with Oha Asa to the point even some other people start to believe it specifically affects him, after all. Even so, he chose not to because he didn't want to keep Akashi waiting and thought it wouldn't be bad to spend some time at the festival with him. Besides, he kind of wanted one of he and Akashi, and he didn't want to risk Takao wanting to tag along with the two of them. He could spend time with Takao any time he wanted, he wanted time alone with Akashi today.

The one he now has of he and Akashi with Akashi jamming his glasses into his forehead somehow seems like what he deserves for this blunder. He's not even going to ask if Akashi wants a copy of it, but it'll get the job done as a lucky item and the opportunity to fix it is going now. ]

Yes, we should be able to proceed normally with the day now.

Edited 2018-06-17 06:50 (UTC)

"Yeah? You going to come for me, kitten? Cover me in your seed? Splash all up my chest?" Shiro purrs, a little smirk pulling up the corner of his mouth. "Make your claim on me, mm?"

A little heavier, a little more direct with each stroke. "Love you, Felih," he whispers. "I want to give you the best of everything, be the best I can. I want to see you bright and happy and glowing, just being yourself. You're beautiful. Inside and out."

Helping Felih lay back again, Shiro winds his human fingers tenderly with the Miqo'te's. "Don't hold back, Felih. Come when you can. Clench down on me and come."

[ Not that Akashi dislikes Takao, but he's here in Tokyo to visit Midorima. Akashi is selfless majority of the time, but he wouldn't be able to spend quality time with Midorima had Takao come along. It was a good move on Midorima's part that he didn't invite Takao to tag along.

A few more sips later, and Akashi is finished with his tea. He sets the cup down and fiddles with his scarf to fix it before looking at Midorima, as if waiting for a signal. ]

Midorima, do you want to go to Kyoto some time? It's made me realise that I should show you around there, as well.

[ He seems to be savoring the tea for a little longer than Akashi, though he finishes it when he realizes that Akashi is done. Best not to keep him waiting. ]

I wouldn't mind being shown around.

[ They're a little warmer now, so they can get going. He doesn't quite want to leave the warmth of the tea stand, but they need to get moving. He starts heading the way to get them to the museum. ]

[ She probably won't notice it, but she's just as warm as he is. Now he feels a part of his chest is being protected by something thanks to the warmth she brings. ]

Sen, you worry about me too much. Sometimes, I feel like I don't do enough for you. [ Since it's always her making food for him, or her paying him visits! He does go all out whenever he surprises her, but it doesn't feel enough. ]

Great. Then all you need to do is tell me when. I'll be sure to have the perfect itinerary for you.

[ And if Midorima wants to sleep over, Akashi can arrange for it, too. ]

[This is comfortable, no? It's actually a lot more relaxing than she figured, being that she's cold, but she's starting to feel at ease, and so wraps her around him to pull him closer.]

D-do you think I should worry less? I don't want to be too overbearing. [She knows she frets!] You already do so much for me. To you, it may not seem much, if that is what you think, but everything you do, even the little things, you put your all into it.

[He's busy, so she gets it! But he always tries to make time for her as well, even with his surprises. Which, considering that he kept it all to himself, means he's thinking about her, so she's always happy about it.] You're doing a lot for me now, no?

[ The bar is already pretty low as long as Akashi doesn't nearly turn them into popsicles really, but he expects it'll somehow be beyond anything he can expect, especially in comparison to his loose plans made to accommodate any changes Akashi might have wanted to make. ]

If we're planning in advance, perhaps we should make a weekend of it.

[ Kyoto is far, it'd be easier to not have to worry about getting back and forth right away. Plus, honestly, it would be nice to see Akashi for more than just a day and then they have to go back to their separate areas again for however many weeks. ]

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