The man was tall with black hair which was messily cut, and looked extremely strong. His arms were bulging out of his ragged shirt. He sure didn't look like a man from the village. I would have recognised him for sure, he isn't someone that you'd just miss. Noticing his wound, I bit my lip.
He needs help or else he'll be dead.
I bit my bottom lip, torn between one of two options. I can't carry him and my two deer back to the village. Not to mention, my village doesn't do well with strangers. They loathe them, and they don't even let travellers stop by for the night. If I bought this guy back, they'd turn their nose up at him. I can't have that!
Right now, saving a life is more important than my stomach. I covered the two deer with snow, hoping that no one would come to steal them while I was gone, and slowly tried to lift the mysterious man up. He grunted, his eyes remaining closed, as if he was sleeping. Come on... come on...
I eventually got him to walk, his breath haggard. I need to get him somewhere safe, that isn't the village. If I leave him out here for the night, the wolves will devour him. Eventually, I found a way to move with him that didn't demand too much effort but a pressing question was where I was going to put him!
My brother's all have huge mouths. It would only be a matter of time before the whole village knew that I was harbouring an outsider. The only other place that I could think of was the cave near the stream. It was quite difficult to locate. You needed to go from behind to access it, and even then, you'd have to avoid the brambles and the ivy before finding the entrance.
It took me a total of an hour to get to the cave, and another thirty to navigate myself and him around the nettles, the brambles, and the poison ivy. I carried him deep into the cave and immediately thanked myself for always being well prepared. Logs upon logs of firewood had been stacked up in the corner, providing me a great way to stop myself from freezing to death.
The cave gave us cover, but it was barely enough. The cold still managed to creep in and I could feel my fingers freeze up, almost snapping off. I suddenly went to move the man only to find his skin to be as warm as the fire I had just lit itself. How can he be so humanly warm?
My frigid lips trembled, addicted to the man's warm body. He was unconscious now, still clutching his wound. It was quite deep and although I had wrapped it up before we started to move, I couldn't help but feel worried.
My eyes found his warm skin again as I trailed my fingertips along his arm. They burst with warmth immediately and suddenly, I had an idea. It was an embarrassing one... but it was the only way that I'd still be able to walk after today.
I blushed as I slowly began to strip, my breasts immediately peaking once exposed to the harsh cold. I stripped the man of his shirt and ragged shorts, closing my eyes so that he wouldn't feel as violated, and slowly pressed myself against him, my cloak covering us both. He felt so toasty and warm, like a mini pocket fire that wouldn't burn you. I wrapped my legs around him, pressing my hands against his chest so that my fingers could heal.
This felt so nice... and so relaxing. The feelings of comfort took over as my eyes slowly closed despite me, and before you knew it, I had fallen asleep. The wind blew harshly outside, all while I was cosy in an unknown man's arms.
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