Wicked Wednesday: Winter

By Dmitry A. Mottl (photographer) & User:Tom_dl (File:Kuznetsk Alatau 2.jpg) [GFDL or CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

By Dmitry A. Mottl (photographer) & User:Tom_dl (File:Kuznetsk Alatau 2.jpg) [GFDL or CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

I open the door to my house with relief, anxious to get out of the cold. My fingers are frozen, even though they’re inside of glove, and I had trouble fitting the key in the lock and turning the knob. My cheeks, exposed to the crisp wind, are chilled and red, and my nose is frozen. The only thing warm on my head are my ears, covered by the furry flaps of my hat.

The warmth hits me as soon as I step inside, and I see the fire crackling in the fireplace. The light from the flames dances in the darkened room. I take off my hat and peel off my gloves, flexing my fingers to get some feeling back in them.  I unzip my coat and slide it off, draping it over the back of the chair. I walk into the room, past the entryway, and now I see you, lying on your side on a large blanket in front of the fireplace. You’re naked except for your red plaid briefs, and my eyes drink you in as I smile.  You have a glass of wine in your hand, and you manage not to spill it as you sit up. Your skin glows from the fire light, and you pat the blanket next to you.

Although I’m still chilled I know the fire will soon warm me, and I slip my shirt off over my head, then unbutton my pants, letting them drop to the floor and stepping out towards you. I feel the heat from your gaze as I reach behind my back, unhooking my blue bra and dropping it beside me. I leave on my thong, lacy and blue like my bra, and I sink down on the blanket with you.

You reach behind you and produce a bottle of wine and another glass, and as you pour the wine splashes gently. When you hand me my glass our fingers touch, and the spark that always warms me passes between us. I lean towards you, and your lips brush mine, sending a flush to my cheeks.

I settle down next to you, and lean back into you. You put your arm around me and we sit quietly, enjoying the heat and each other. While we will play later, now we bask in each other’s company and love, warm and safe from the cold.

 

 

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One Response to Wicked Wednesday: Winter

  1. What a nice way to start an evening… and so many possibilities for play 🙂

    Rebel xox