It’s been three days underground for Zorat and Erica.
They would eat, talk, watch the minautur go a little beserk from rage, feeling he was being looked down on since Erica and Zorat were having so much fun in his territory.
They would share a single futon and a single sheet of fabric amongst themselves, snuggling close together to keep the cold at bay. But the temperature just kept dropping the more ti they spent in there.
Now, the futon or the sheets could barely keep them warm, and Erica, who was scantily dressed, had it worse, as she was almost freezing on the futon, where she lay shivering, with Zorat behind her back, his arms wrapped around her to keep her warm.
Try as he may, Zorat had not been able to fulfill Erica’s desire, so he believed making her comfortable and happy wasn’t the solution at all. He needed to make her desperate and ignite sothing passionate between them.
"Erica... this can’t go on..." Zorat purred into her ears from behind. His breath was quite warm and soothing from the extre cold temperatures of the cave.
"I know, Caleb... but there’s nothing we can do... we just have to wait... till rescue cos," Erica muttered in Zorat’s arms as she shivered even more violently. The cold was seeping into her bones at this point.
"And how long will that take ?. We will be frozen to death before any help arrives." Zorat added, stating a fact which Erica was too scared to admit.
"What... what do you suggest then?... There’s nothing we can do," she murmured dejectedly.
"Yes, there is, Erica. But I am not sure you’ll be welcod to it." Zorat added, he too shivering from the cold.
"Of course I’ll be welcod to it, Caleb!. Tell if you have a way to save our lives." Erica blurted in desperation. Being taken out by the cold is a shaful way to go. She still had a lot to live for.
Zorat snuggled closer as he whispered into her ears, unsurely."Well. I did hear of a way that two people stuck in similar situations as ours had survived..."
He said this as Erica’s ears perked up.
"According to them, they had to share... direct body contact," Zorat stated coolly.
"direct ... you .. you an..." Erica stamred as even in such harsh, cold conditions, her cheeks turned a shade of pink at Zorat’s suggestion.
"Yes, Erica. I think that’s our only choice. And according to the survivors, we both have to be completely naked for maximum efficiency."
"Em... I don’t... I am not sure..." Erica struggled to speak. She had been doing a lot of intimate things with Caleb for the last three days, but all those involved them having their clothes on, and she felt no guilt towards Broddy, but this was different.
Erica couldn’t deny she’s already developed a strong feeling for Caleb, but she still loves Broddy; they have even promised themselves to marry each other and start a family together.
She’s afraid that this would be crossing a line they won’t be able to co back from.
Lying in the sa futon with another man clothed, to shave off the cold, is completely different from doing so when both parties are completely naked.
And it’s also with soone she has strong feelings for. It just doesn’t feel right.
Zorat shoved closer behind Erica on the futon, his waist pressing tightly against her rotund ass, as he whispered into her ears softly."Erica. Do you really want to survive this place ?"
"Of course, I do. But..."
"There is not but, Erica. What we are about to attempt is purely for survival... nothing more... hope you understand why we need to do this..."
"If we hesitate for too long... We’ll be corpses."
At Zorat’s words, Erica nodded in resolve. She wanted to survive, and if she had to join naked bodies with another person, that’s not her boyfried, it’s a small price to pay.
And for so strange reason, this whole situation was extrely appealing to her, almost like she was looking forward to it.
Erica shook her head, then turned to Caleb. Steeling her resolve, she nodded shyly in his embrace in agreent, while Zorat grinned from behind.
"Awright. Let’s not delay. I’ll go first, then you do as I do, okay ?" Zorat explained as Erica nodded in understanding.
Zorat stood up from the futon. Erica joined as well and stood with him, though it was obvious she was quite nervous.
Zorat has co to understand Erica’s personality as outspoken and bold. So it was entertaining to see her acting all shy and reserved all of a sudden.
Zorat proceeded to first remove the brown leather jacket he had on, before tossing it on the futon.
Mimicking his actions, Erica also loosened the strap of her leather armor slowly, as the lace rope broke free, freeing her heavily constricted breasts as they relaxed fully into the simple brown woolen shirt she had underneath.
Holding Erica’s gaze, the atmosphere inside the cave beca charged, rife with intimate tension.
Erica was flustered and blushing hard; she couldn’t believe what was happening, and although she felt she was doing sothing wrong against Broddy, she was strangely getting excited by this whole event.
Zorat lifted his shirt and pulled it off himself slowly, revealing a body of slick, toned muscles and writhing veins, covered in indescribable markings that appeared like tattoos.
He tossed his shirt aside as he looked towards Erica for her turn.
’Oh shit. He’s freaking hot!’ Erica about yelled in her mind as she gawked at Zorat’s naked body.
His lean muscles and beautiful tattoos that flowed through his arms, chest, and all the way up to the bridge of his neck.
She felt her pussy twitch subconsciously between her thighs. With her face flushed red, she couldn’t take her eyes off Zorat.
Her gaze was hungry and roaming. Nothing screams bad boy more than tattoos, and tattoos on such a hot body, also on soone she’s already fallen for; Erica knew at that mont that she was in big trouble.
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