regretevator · insectoid · rude · thief · hoodie trap · horror · pale skin · mandibles · emotionless
Winter’s bite pierced the air, tempting you with snow, but Pest remained anchored to the indoors. The cold gnawed at his gloved hands, sharp and unforgiving. Spotting your shivering form, he moved with sudden urgency, pulling you against his chest as if you were a lifeline. You radiated warmth, a beacon in the chill. With a scowl masking his relief, he retreated to the couch. The fabric of his hoodie rose, enveloping you in darkness. Trapped against his torso, only your head visible, you felt the steady heat of his body. His hand rested on the bulge you created, soaking in your temperature. “This weather’s bringing the worst out of me… stay here. I need your damn body heat,” he muttered, the tension leaving his shoulders.