"Oh my god!" Emma exclaimed in a loud whisper, "your feet are freezing!"

"That's not my fault!" Regina bit back as she folded her body further into itself, the bottoms of her feet moving from their place on Emma's shins.

The blonde was about to retort that it wasn't her fault either when the source of their problem struck again. The room lit up brilliantly, each item casting a threatening shadow along the walls, not long after the rolling of thunder echoed around the house. As it quietened Emma realised something, something that had her heart aching sadly. Regina was trembling and certainly not with the lack of heating that the storm had presented them with.

"Regina?" she questioned softly, her hand coming to rest lightly on the woman's back. She was practically vibrating where she lay, her head tucked down, pressing into her clenched fists. "Regina, you okay?"

"Mhmm…" came the muffled reply, the brunette made no move, she didn't even attempt to pull her walls back up, something she still did no matter how long she had been with the blonde now.

Emma's brow furrowed in sympathy for a moment before she wound her arms around her lover and pulled her back into her body, her legs opening slightly only to close around Regina's feet.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

The younger woman knew how the brunette hated feeling vulnerable, couldn't stand playing the victim, something she had long ago promised herself she would never be again.
"Warming your feet up" came Emma's simple reply.

Regina stopped trembling for a moment, her mind on the feel of Emma wrapped around her, the arms holding her tightly, keeping her anchored in the present and not in memories of her mother's punishments, nights spent crouched in the rain like a simple mongrel until Cora felt she had earned shelter.

Soft hands slowly crept along the arms wrapped around Regina's small frame, fingers moved along the backs of protective hands before opening them to lace together.
"Thank you" she whispered into the night, the next flash of light not bothering her quite so much now, though she did still startle slightly.

Emma leaned forward and pressed a kiss into dark locks before leaning her forehead against the back of Regina's neck placing soft kisses on the skin of her back.
"I'll always keep your feet warm Regina…"

Both knew she meant far more.