let me liberate you

frozen. he felt frozen. each small bite of winter's breath brought a rattle within the man's bones. he couldn't express how much he simply despised the coldest season of the year. taut sinew became hard to maneuver, aching with every slow step he took upon the sludged snow. dark tin toes now riddled with mud, he jumped only slightly when the geyser hissed to life. a low, sultry moan fell from open lips as he felt the glorious warmth of the devil's spout wash over his stiff fibers and caress every nerve. slowly he would thaw, but he knew that the bitter frost would return all too quickly. oh how he wished he had a luxuriously heated body to crawl into.

ask, and the gods will provide. sweet, enticing, metallic. like a babe the beast would close his eyes, allowing his nostrils to assess, follow, and deliver that wonderfully inviting scent. beneath it, something oddly familiar which caused a brief memory to trigger; moans, not only his, echoing so provocatively along unseen walls while every nerve known to man flared from stimulation. a silent shiver rolled down his spine and enveloped his groin. cerulean and mercury pools opened and took in the figure of a woman, frozen alongside a fallen doe. he couldn't put a name to her face nor quite remember the entire scene, but one thing was evident. a one-sided, daringly flirtatious smirk would creep over his now softened features to part that broken mask of his, allowing bemused and husky tones to fall effortlessly from his throat. pardon, love, but i do believe we've fucked.