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Bed Scene Snippet
Jun. 30th, 2011 12:24 amThe duvet feels delicious against our cold bare legs.
For some reason both she and I have decided to trust our local weatherman for once, and the cottony warmth makes the fact that we’ve brought bloody shorts and t shirts a little more bearable. Tucking it around ourselves, we seem to both turn away from each other as the same time before realising the awkwardness of the situation and then turning back to face each other, and I let out an unconcious hiss as we slacken the duvet and let the warmth escape.
Now we’re looking into each others’ eyes, and by god it’s cold; and it’s kind of awkward because now we’re stuck here scrutinising each others’ faces, but at the same time it’s perfect. I reach out my hands to clasp hers which is in turn holding the top of the covers, pulling them further over us and pulling her towards me. I reach up with the other hand and rub hers between mine. They feel like ice.
For some reason both she and I have decided to trust our local weatherman for once, and the cottony warmth makes the fact that we’ve brought bloody shorts and t shirts a little more bearable. Tucking it around ourselves, we seem to both turn away from each other as the same time before realising the awkwardness of the situation and then turning back to face each other, and I let out an unconcious hiss as we slacken the duvet and let the warmth escape.
Now we’re looking into each others’ eyes, and by god it’s cold; and it’s kind of awkward because now we’re stuck here scrutinising each others’ faces, but at the same time it’s perfect. I reach out my hands to clasp hers which is in turn holding the top of the covers, pulling them further over us and pulling her towards me. I reach up with the other hand and rub hers between mine. They feel like ice.
