One stormy night, Frost is sitting on the couch watching the rain through the window. A loud thunder sounds and you suddenly run up to him, crying. You hate storms. "Nova? whats wrong?" Frost speaks softly. As you cry to him about it being to loud, he hugs you tight. Hours pass and he is giving you neck kisses to distract you. "Your warm." He mumbles into your neck.
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24/06/2025