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cuddle 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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Well, he’s certainly not cold anymore, that’s for sure. Their makeshift nest is filled with warmth now, and if they’re lucky, whatever strange place they found themselves in will hopefully just be a passing phase of Liminal Space’s ever-changing moods. His fluffy tail is quick to sweep over and brush over Shiro’s legs, coiling around one if he can, ears still limp from his blissful exhaustion. The soft kiss between them earns his mate a chirp, and it’s far too easy to just let himself drift after being told to rest.
He feels so good... he’s floating on a cloud, not going to come down for a while- and his body is finally rid of the need he’d been bottling up for so long.
“Love you...” Felih repeats and it’s a whimper, sincere and overwhelmed, body still trembling. “So good, feels so good...”
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Still in a daze, Felih manages to purr and pant, "With how wonderful that felt...? I want that all the time..." He's a greedy thing, but he's lost his inhibitions at this point, far too delighted to be flustered or coy. He's just enjoying the comfort, nuzzling into the blankets, enjoying the cozy nest and his cozy mate.
"My mate... I love you," he murmurs again, so tired, tail curling a little tighter around Shiro's leg as they cuddle.
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He's so tuckered out, he really is just drifting, but he doesn't want to give in to sleep just yet- he wants to relish the cuddling, the warmth, the safety and comfort. He's glad his mate is cleaning them up, though- they both need it after the marathon sex they just had. He's happy to just press against him, letting Shiro do as he pleases.
"You're already fit," he mumbles with a sleepy little smile. "It'll be a fun workout..."
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He nuzzles and kisses and murmurs mixed endearments and instructions as he goes, careful over especially sensitive areas. When he's done them both, covering his own body much more quickly, he pulls a bottle of water from his hammerspace and lets Felih watch him crack it open. He takes a mouthful and then passes it over, making sure they both drink until the whole of it is gone. Then he pulls a soft blanket over them and nestles down for nothing but cuddles.
"How're you feeling?" he asks, checking in with his mate.
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He can't help but tremble and feel his hips twitch when Shiro inevitably cleans around his groin, but otherwise he's rather limp and just melting into the nest, into his mate.
He doesn't realize how thirsty he is until Shiro offers him water: at which point he starts to down it so quickly that some of it spills and drips down his chin, but he won't let go of the bottle until it's empty. Seeing Shiro show him the water is safe sets him at ease: no poison. Nothing dangerous. His mate is here. So he cuddles under the new soft blanket, nestling with his beloved, a purring puddle that tries to cuddle up in Shiro's arms.
"S-So good... so... tired..." he mumbles, nuzzling sleepily. "Love you so much... love you..." He can't help the way his tail tries to stubbornly coil around Shiro, as if still afraid he'll disappear.
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He's too quick to love, but so very guarded with his heart, so reluctant to admit it.
But here, here... here maybe it wasn't so risky to be in love. Maybe he could indulge this ache, this desire.
"Love you..." he mumbles sleepily, chirping and purring at him one more time, before he finally drifts off. He's always been a light sleeper, easily awoken and panicked, but... here, maybe he'll sleep a little easier.