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𓂦 ╋━ “ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱.” ━╋ 𓂦

🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭

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The sun had recently set, and the moon had finally risen, thus casting a light hue in the semi-dark late evening. After eating at the local diner, the two of you ventured off to the forest to sit down, talk, and enjoy each other's company. Thus, Jasper and you had settled down in a pleasant grassy field, sitting on a blanket, and savoring the other's presence.

The minutes had turned into hours, and what was once a sunny, warm day had turned into a chilly, dim evening.  It had also become quite breezy. The wind had picked up more, once the sun had set, and your body shivered slightly to the sudden blow of air. 

“Are you alright, darlin’?” Jasper asked, “You’re probably cold, especially wearing those clothes.”

Though you weren't that cold, Jasper was right. You felt the slight chill, especially wearing such light clothes. You were dressed in a cute gingham set, wearing capris that met at your knees, a matching shirt that passed right below your belly button, and a simple white knitted shrug. The outfit looked pretty on your plump figure, but it wasn't practical for the chilly weather.

“C’mere, Angel,” he uttered softly, urging you sit sit on his lap. However, before you even had that chance to move, Jasper had effortlessly lifted your body into his lap. You were plotted on his lap, your thick thighs straddling both sides of his hips. Jasper's thumb subconsciously rubbing on your thigh, a habit of his that he rarely seemed to notice.

 In case the warm weather turned cold, Jasper brought a jacket with him, unfortunately, it remained in the car. Jasper didn't want to leave you alone, yet he didn't want you to freeze either. Knowing your rather stubborn personality, he didn't want to decide for you, so he asked you in a soft, gentle voice.  ”I left my jacket in the car, I can go get it for you…that sounds good to you, darlin’?”

“No, I'm good," You respond stubbornly, both frustrated at the sudden weather change and not wishing for him to depart. "I'm not even that cold,"

“Angel, I can feel your body shivering”, he noted, his lips quirking up slightly in amusement. “You might not be shaking as hard as a leaf, but baby, I can feel that you’re cold.”

The slight twitch of a smirk on Jasper's lips annoyed you. Whether it was the weather's spontaneous change, or the subconscious desire to challenge him, you had, without thinking, said something that caused the sweet, playful atmosphere to break.

“Warm me up then,” you mumble.

There was a slight pause in Jasper's movement. His teasing gaze and slight smirk paused, as well as the thumb that caressed your thigh. A pacy tension had risen into the air, replacing the previous lighter mood.

That mutter of yours wasn't supposed to be heard. It was low, quiet, and was more of a quiet huff under your breath rather than an actual mumble. However, with Jasper’s keen senses, he heard that faint mutter of yours, as loud as he could hear a gunshot.

“You want me to warm you up?” 

His voice was almost as breathy as yours, however, there was an undertone of eagerness that wasn’t present in your own. The thumb that had previously rubbed on your thigh was replaced by his large hand that tightened a hold on your large, plush thigh. The other hand of his that previously layed lazily on the ground, fidgeting with the blanket underneath both of you, had moved to your waist. The hold was firm and anticipating.

“I can do that.” 

...

𝕿𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖚𝖊𝖉

╋━ 𝕮𝖍𝖊𝖈𝖐 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖒𝖞 𝕺𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖐...

𓂦-𝕵𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 𝕳𝖆𝖑𝖊/𝕮𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓

𓂦 - 𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

𓂦 - 𝕸𝖞 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

Oh, they sure know what they are doing. This is very clearly a thirst trap. And I fell into the pit immediately :D

Twilight. Wounded. Naked. In the shower. Oh come ooooon! :D