a meme i can’t find
baby , it’s cold outside / late february snow falls thick and fast , and the chill permeates the motel room like floodlights . she’s in the mood to warm things up , though , emerges from the shower with skin warmed from the water and crawls under the blankets beside him with hair still damp . rosy lips trail his jawline , his throat , breath hot as it fans across his skin . ❝ mmhm ? ❞ soft hum , she moves closer , shifts a leg so she’s straddling his waist . slender hands guide calloused ones , dipping beneath the t-shirt she’s borrowed ( stolen ) from him , upwards over the soft curve of her belly . his touch sends a shiver down her spine , raises goose bumps on her arms , his fingers are like ice . ❝ maybe i should get you warmed up —- your hands are freezing . ❞