open to bottoms. and men who bottom.
connection: roommate, partner, age 20+, roommates' dad that's expending the day in a different and colder state,idk.
trent had woken up with the cold of the morning. weather changes always hitting the worst of the other of which he was aware. moving around as he always did, with nothing more than a long tanktop, it defied the idea that there was cold around, but trent didn't exactly feel it completely, did he? it wasn't his fault that his powers had made him relatively immune long ago. but it came in handy, his body was warmer than the average person and as he found them sat on the floor next to the fake fireplace that warmed not enough, he just sat behind on the couch and pulled from him gently to press him against his thigh, sharing his heat and running his fingers throughh is hair. "you need to stop leaving hteb ed for this. blankets are just as warm as this. i know you like the color of it but..." he added brushing down by the other's face sending heat down his body not letting it be entirely perceived as his doing. after all, heh ad never told the other he was a witch.
