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Snow had fallen, and Juri and Miki had gone out to play in it. Neither of them had ever been in the snow before, they’d only read about it and watched it on TV. They had gotten so caught up in the thrills of making snow people, snow angels, and snowball fights that they didn’t realize how heavy the snow was getting, how cold the air was becoming. It wasn’t until Miki slipped and fell and got stuck in the snow that they realized how severe their situation had become. Juri helped Miki back to his feet, her arm shaking with the cold. Bundled as heavily as they were, gloves and hats and scarfs and all, the cold had pitched so low that it cut through all the defenses that they’d prepared. They hadn’t gone far from the country cabin that they’d been staying at when the snow came, but trudging through the snow made the distance they had to cross so much the greater. By the time they’d gotten back inside and closed the door, they were both exhausted as though they’d been fencing for ten rounds in a row.
“Miki.” Juri said. “You’re still cold.”
Miki’s teeth chattered. “I’ll be fine Miss Juri, really.” Miki had to be strong, falling victim to frailty in the body was not something he could allow for himself.
“No, I’m still cold too. Its a good thing I happened to read up on the best way to warm up in a situation like this.” Juri pushed herself to the closet and pulled out a great big heavy wool blanket.
“Getting in bed?”
“No, not exactly.” Juri pulled Miki onto the couch with the blanket around them. It was a big couch, plenty of room for the both of them. “We need to take our clothes off, wrap ourselves in the blanket, and share our body heat. Its the best way for us to make it through until the snow clears up.” There was definitely not a hint of desire, of curiosity to her voice. Juri had certainly never been one to express a desire to be naked with Miki, to see him naked.
Miki blushed all the same. It was frightfully easy to make him blush. Especially for Juri to make him blush. “Are you sure about that Miss Juri? Shouldn’t we keep our clothes on for more warmth?”
Juri shook her head. “The instructions were clear, flesh to flesh is the best way to share our heat under the blanket.”
Miki gulped. At least they would be covered up, they wouldn’t be seeing anything for very long. Just, just for a little bit. “All right Miss Juri. I’ll get started.” Miki began removing the layers of clothes he’d taken with him outside. He exposed himself to Juri, baring arms, legs, torso...and then everything.”
“Hmm.” Juri was also getting undressed with the same elegance and grace she did everything with, including bowling. She’d gotten down to her underwear, fit immaculately to her particular figure; tight, toned, healthy, vibrant. “I guess I must have heard wrong.”
“Heard wrong?”
Juri pulled the blanket around them, tossed her underwear outside the blanket. “Shrinkage Miki. I’d heard that the penis can shrink in the cold, but that doesn’t seem like it happened to you.”
Miki looked down. “Um, actually, it has. Shrunk I mean.”
Juri’s eyes widened. “Really?” Then she grinned like a cat with a bird in her clutches. “Then let’s find out what happens when you’re warm.” She bundled them both up like a food wrap and now they were so tight together that Miki could feel everything. All the muscle, the bone, and all that flesh. His daydreams, idle wonderings, and imaginings all were as nothing before the reality of Juri’s physicality. “Miss Juri, I’m heating up already, I think we can be done now.”
“Not yet Miki, we have to make sure we’re properly warm and we need to stay properly warm.” Juri wrapped her arms around him and pulled him even closer somehow. Her breasts squished against his smaller frame, his fingers touched against the swell of her hips. Juri’s face was so close, Miki tried to focus on her ears to calm himself down, only to discover that he wanted to nibble on them. His body was hotter than it had ever been, enough to melt his fencing blade.
Another blade arose. “My apologies Miss Juri, its too much I know.” Miki groaned as he felt his erection rise far higher on Juri’s body than was at all reasonable. It was crude and overbearing and the opposite of everything he tried to be and…
“Actually Miki,” Juri wrapped her fingers around his girth. “I think its perfect.”
Miki gulped. What a way to find out for certain that the woman he’d adored for so many years reciprocated those feelings. “Just...try not to play with it Miss Juri. I don’t think that, um, your guide would approve of that as a way to stay warm. And, and there’s the matter of cleaning the blanket after...”
“You’re right. Still, it is very warm. Can I just keep holding on?”
“...You may, Miss Juri.”