this is my winter song to you;

[hetero]

The Body Heat Meme

THE RULES:

1. 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.
2. 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.
3. 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!
4. So, uh, have fun, I suppose. Try to not freeze to death!
5. Protip: friction and body heat are both excellent ways to fend off cold.

Comments

[deism]

[ he goes at it clumsily but in a very precise way, at least until he starts to clumsily grind against him

and then he breaks the kiss for a moment to look down at himself with a puzzled expression ]

[hetero]

[ It takes him a moment to come back to reality, when he notices Cas' expression. ]

... Oh, don't tell me you have a boner. From a kiss?

[deism]

No, it is just... warm. [ looking so curious ]

[hetero]

[ Looking slightly uncomfortable. ]

Guess you're enjoying it, then. We can stop, though, if it's weirding you out.

[deism]

[ just kinda shrugging his vessel is enjoying it so it doesn't really matter to him

he does lean forward to kiss him again, except this time tentatively ]

[hetero]

I'm really hoping Jimmy is asleep right now. [ He kisses back, lightly, but moves on to kiss his jaw, then neck. He avoids moving against Cas' body any more than necessary, though, since dealing with an aroused angel didn't exactly seem pleasant. ]

[deism]

[ he makes happy kitten sounds at that, pleased at the feeling

with his hand free, though, he reaches up to stroke the back of dean's hair a little bit ]

[hetero]

[ He's pleasantly surprised about the sounds; he never thought he'd hear something like that from Cas. He bites at Cas' neck, sucking and licking because for some reason he feels like he wants to make Cas enjoy this too. ]

[deism]

[ wait til you see him with a hamburger

wrapping his arm thickly around dean to try and pull him closer do more pizza things all whilst patting his head like a dog ]

[hetero]

[ He laughs into his neck. ] What're you trying to do?

[deism]

Is this not correct? [ pat

pat

pat ]

[hetero]

If I was a pet or something.

[deism]

I see.

What do you expect me to perform?

[hetero]

Nothing, really. [ He places another soft kiss on Cas' neck before pulling back to look at him. ]

We can just stay like this, or something. You were only doing it for the heat, right?

[deism]

If you're sufficiently warm.

[ but patting the blanket securely around dean's shoulders like a content angel doing his work ] I do not feel cold.

[hetero]

I know. [ But he pulls Cas against him anyway. ] Can't have Jimmy catching something, though.

[deism]

I have taken his vessel.

Jimmy is not...

[hetero]

[ He shrugs. ] You're warmer than the blanket. That's all. [ That's all. ]

[deism]

[ his forehead is still bunched from trying to find the right word to finish his sentence, but he lets it go, and accepts dean's message

to try and further prove his warmth, he wraps him even closer with his arm ]

[hetero]

[ Dean feels surprisingly comfortable like this, and he assumes it's because angels have mojo that makes it feel good to be held by them.

But that sounds kind of girly so he shifts so that he can be the one holding Cas because that makes it so much more heterosexual. ]

[deism]

Do you feel warmer, now? [ a measured pace between warmer and now

something like affection and holiness in his breath ]

[hetero]

Kinda. But I mean, you angels have a thing, right? You send off like, good mojo? [ That doesn't even make sense Dean. ]

[deism]

[ blank... look...

unlike all his other blank looks it is hard to tell ] We are not lucky charms.

[hetero]

... C'mon, you gotta give off special vibes or somethin'.

[deism]

My arrival does seem to interfere with certain wavelengths.

[ he seems a little morose at that thought

sometimes he likes watching tv ]