Author Notes: Just another story that came into my head as I was watching the snow squall outside.
Winter's Warmth
White crystals danced in the moonlight. Large gusts of wind flew over the lands, snow lifted from its bed and flew after the wind, weaving a graceful dance in the night. Frozen waters remained still and peaceful. Feather light snow fell from the dark grey clouds.
A lone figure leaned against the railing of an impressive building, one that was just hovering above the ground, making a low and musical humming noise. Dark strands of chestnut peaked out from beneath a cap of snow covered hair. Stormy blue eyes took in the magnificent view of the night. His long feathery lashes collecting as much snow as his chin length hair. A black leather bomber jacket did little to protect him from the harsh and freezing wind. Smooth black leather pants curved to fit his muscular thighs and calves as they tried not to shiver in the cold.
Another figure could be seen joining the first. He stood back for a moment, seeming to be taking in not the view of the winter twilight, but rather the brunet that stood before him shivering. Truly a beautiful sight.
Standing just behind the brunet, the new comer wrapped his long and muscular arms around the other man's waist. Their bodies aligned perfectly, not even a large gust of freezing wind could separate them. The large man rested his head against the snow covered brunet's shoulder. He could tell the man had been standing there for a long time, due to the snow that refused to be shook from the chestnut hair and the rosy splash on the high cheekbones.
The new comers bright blonde hair stood out in bright contrast to the man he was holding. A grey trench coat billowed around the blonde's long legs. A slight smirk was slowly turning into a genuine smile as the brunet turned his head slightly and caught the other man's lips in a passionate kiss. A heated tongue greeted frozen lips.
The brunet turned around fully, wrapping his arms around the blonde. Trying to seek comfort and heat from the larger man, he gently broke off the sweet kiss and rested his head against the broad chest. The blonde smiled again and picked up his brunet with ease, his nimble fingers curving over sleek muscle.
The other curled into the heated arms as he was carried inside from the freezing cold. It would be a long time before the two figures would be going out into the cold again. Until then they lay in their warm beds, covered in sweat and delicious milky fluids to be washed off in the morning. Until then the lovers would remain warm.
End.