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now it is. oop.

Female!ReaderxJacob - the British Beefcake will not stand for the shivering of his beloved on a cold winter morning.

pure fluff I promise

Daylight broke through the curtains, the sun finally coming to settle its gentle morning rays across the two bodies strewn under the covers.

The air was still, nothing but the soft sound of her lover’s breath methodically leaving his lips. Their legs lied tangled together, a burly arm thrown lazily over her waist- making it all the more difficult for her to finally peel open her lids. 

The sight of him, so at peace, the world lost to his subconscious form. She couldn’t help but to bring a hand up, dainty fingers feathering across his bare chest. Back and forth, she soothingly tickled along his skin, the corner of her lips inching upwards as a brief sound of contentment breathed between them. 

Her nose affectionately nuzzled into his neck before a pair of lips left a chaste kiss to the stubble that lingered along the Assassin’s jawline. While it was a sweet serenade, she would have to put the moment on pause as she hoped to slip from the sheets that swathed around them. It would only be for a moment, allowing her to truly enjoy being swaddled in the dangerously warm cocoon made possible only due to the delicious heat that radiated off the tree of a man pressed up against her.

Making up her mind, she braced herself as she begrudgingly untangled her body from the dead weight of pure muscle her lover provided. Even now, she couldn’t help it- pecking one last kiss to his enticingly thick bicep as her bare legs swung over the bed. 

A sharp inhale caught in her throat as bare feet met the hard floor. She briefly wished she had more than Jacob’s shirt to cover herself as the frigid air nipped at her skin. 

A creak from the bed. A squeak from the old wood. Despite the quick scamper to the adjacent bathroom it did little to warm her up, body shivering as she was barely awake herself.

It was rather torturous, really, goosebumps prickling along her skin as her fingers were nothing more than icicles, the tip of her nose most likely putting Jack Frost’s to shame. Speaking of frost, she probably should have known better given the glance she took alerted her to the ice already etched along the window sills, sparkling so innocently in the deceptive sunlight.

Where one minute felt like an hour, however, she finally finished, padding her way back to the bed. But by then it was too late.

Damn it.

A tuft of tousled chocolate hair perked up from the mound of pillows, a curt moan coupling the bleary eyed face of none other than the impetuous Frye twin. 

No words were necessary though. Blinking hazel hues, barely half lidded, beckoning her back to bed, a calloused hand stretched out towards her longingly. She stared right back, her shivering relentless as it only took a split second for her to crawl back onto the mattress.

“I’m cold-”

Pointless, really, Jacob already aware as he was instantly wide awake. He inhaled as he sat up sharply, golden irises etching up and down her body before engulfing the woman in his arms, pressing her into his broad chest. 

“Come here,”

No argument. No reasoning. The groggy sound of his husky voice caused her heart to skip a beat, the simple statement holding so much more complexity in its meaning. The woman already felt the heat seeping into her skin as the pair snuggled back under the covers, the protective embrace the man held around her firm as he affectionately wrapped the supple blankets around her.

Nestled back together, a sigh of contentment released itself, both hands pressed up against the man’s barrel of a chest as a large hand made itself home across her back. She still trembled as the cold ebbed away, her frozen nose bumping against his neck barely acknowledged by the Assassin as it merely caused him to press her up against him all the more. Now it was his turn to soothingly rub his palm up and own her back, his other cradling her head as his fingers gently rubbed along her scalp.

“... Better?”

“... Yes.”

Her cold toes were locked between his legs, hoping he didn’t mind the stark feeling of ice against his hot skin. The tension eased from every muscle in her body, the spell the man’s presence put on her rendering her powerless as the overwhelming scent of musk and spice always seemed to soothe her into a lull. Clearly, her own body melting away seemed to have a contagious effect, Jacob finally allowing his own form to relax at the sight of his beloved finally matching his own level of warmth. 

With how quickly she seemed to relax in his hold he was rather expecting the way her breath began to even out again, the feel of her fingers lazily brushing along his chest causing sleep to yet again tug at his lids. 

“... Mm, you never fail at making me feel two things...”

The sound of her voice was certainly not expected. And while the words may have been sluggish and laced with sleep his reaction was not. 

Deft fingers stopped abruptly as hazel hues snapped open, the dark haired man quickly glancing down. 

The unexpected silence made the woman’s own realization come to fruition, her ill-thought words finally reaching back to her brain. Blurting out statements half asleep was definitely not the best idea, but either way within the next breath, a scoff rolled off her tongue with a playful grin. Jacob could make anything dirty if he really wanted to. She groggily blinked up to meet her lover’s gaze. 

“No, I always feel so warm in your arms... and safe.”

The innocent explanation now had a rumble of laughter spurring within the Frye twin’s chest. He had to remind himself to be careful as his burly arms wrapped around her tighter, if possible, unable to help himself as a sparkle of genuine love twinkled within his gaze.

“You will always be safe with me, darling, so long as I’m yours.”

Sweet words once more put the serenade in motion, and like any tender song the end finally allowed the two to lean in, sparks between soft lips igniting into a burning fire. 

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