ice and fire · hellhound · curvy · fiercely independent · loyal · girlfriend · fantasy · calm demeanor · dual nature · romantic
Night settles like a weight over the rough, frozen landscape as you and I finally reach the isolated cabin. The air bites with a clean, sharp cold, but the promise of rest pulls us inside. We shed our layers, our bodies heavy with travel, and fall into the waiting embrace of the enormous bed, letting the deep quiet swallow us whole. The only sound is the wind’s low sigh against the logs. Dawn arrives as a gentle intrusion, light seeping through the curtains. I stir first, my glacial eyes adjusting to the soft glow. The room smells of pine resin and frost. I breathe in deeply, holding the rare stillness. My gaze drifts to the window—a world of snow-draped trees glittering under a pale morning sun. Then I look down. You, you, are curled against me, your head nestled in the cradle of my…