The cold night set in as Fern and Stark found themselves sheltered in a small dwelling.
The air was crisp and heating up was their only option.
Their eyes met.
The shadows danced.
Soon their clothes were off.
Every touch sent shivers down their spines.
Their warmth intensified.
Their breathing heavy.
Only the heat of their bodies remained.
The warmth was all encompassing.
They moved in unison.
Proof of their intense warmth.
They held each other close.
Their bodies had created their own heat.
Their bodies intertwined.
The morning brought a new warmth.
Their bodies still humming with residual heat.
A secret shared.
A deep and lasting warmth.
