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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

[whitemagical]

[Rhea tilts her head back with a short little laugh, followed by a slow sigh, her fingers sliding beneath his chin.]

I thought men were supposed to be good at multitasking.

[Despite her own best interests here, she pushes herself upright on the ratty couch enough to tug him back to her and kiss him thoroughly, stroking through his hair again and down over broad shoulders. With a low sound of pleasure, the kiss breaks, and she meets those golden eyes without shying.]

I want you. You don't have to be so gentle.

[theriomorphism]

We're better at focused tasks. One thing at a time that we finish to completion.

[She was moving, tugging at him, and her hand was in his hair as she kissed him. He could feel himself free of his jeans, cock jutting up from the open fly and the pressed down underwear, and he grinned at her, nipping her lip.]

What if I want to be gentle?

[whitemagical]

God, I hope so.

[She wraps both arms tighter around his shoulders and kisses him again, a smile impossible to hide between every press of her mouth against his. Another drift of cold air makes her shiver and she presses closer to the heat of his body.]

Whatever you're going to do, just hurry.

[theriomorphism]

[He had to reach down to push at his jeans, shoving them and his underwear down and off -- once he'd gotten his boots kicked off. Then he was leaning in closer, draping his body over hers for both the sensation of skin on skin and to offer her some of his warmth.]

So impatient. I thought witches had that in abundance. Or is the lack of it why we're currently stuck in a storm?

[whitemagical]

[She moves when he does to strip herself down at the same time, ignoring the cold air in anticipation. Another kiss, and another, and she wraps her legs around his hips to pull him flush against her.]

You think a lot of things about women and witches.

[theriomorphism]

[He moved so that his cock was pressed against the crease of her thigh, enjoying the friction of it and the cooler temperature of her body as he pressed in and offered her a little more warmth. His tongue dragged over her lips, nibbling at them as he smiled and turned it into a kiss.]

I do. You planning on educating me?

[whitemagical]

[With a gasp that tapers down into a soft moan when his cock drags against her, she slides one arm across his back, clutching, and slips her other hand down to stroke the hard length of him between the press of their bodies. The sound of pleasure becomes a noncommittal hum, not so far invested on how well he does or doesn't know women, or witches, or anything else.]

You're a big boy... you can learn your own lessons.

[theriomorphism]

[Her hand was working to tease him again, making him want to shift position and plunge into her, but he was trying to take his time. Wicked little witch.]

Mm, I suppose I can. So what should I learn right now, hmm?