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Snowbound Seduction: A Todoroki X Reader Tale - part 1
Well, this is unexpected,” you mutter, scanning the snow-laden landscape outside the cabin.
The thick blanket of white obliterates most signs of civilization, leaving only the shadowy outlines of distant mountains visible in the waning light.
A gust of frigid wind rattles the windowpane, and you shiver despite the warmth radiating from the fireplace nearby.
The plan had been to spend a week exploring the region’s renowned ski slopes with a group of friends, but it seems that nature has other plans.
A raging snowstorm has forced your party to cancel their trip and evacuate the area, leaving you and Todoroki as the sole occupants of this cozy cabin.
You glance at him as he leans against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest in a casual manner that belies the tension emanating from his muscular frame.
His icy blue eyes are fixed on the snow-covered scene outside, and you wonder if he’s thinking about what could have been - the sunny days spent gliding down mountainsides, the laughter shared over mulled wine in the lodge after a long day on the slopes.
“It seems we’re stuck here,” Todoroki says, his gaze meeting yours.
His voice is deep and slightly husky, an audible reminder of the man he is beneath that aloof exterior.
For a moment, you wonder what it might be like to hear him whisper sweet nothings in your ear as his hands explore the curves of your body.
You shake off the thought; now is neither the time nor the place for such musings.
You both share a sense of disappointment at the cancellation of your plans, but there’s an underlying awkwardness between you - strangers thrust together by circumstance in this remote cabin.
The silence stretches on as you both try to process your newfound situation, unsure how to proceed from here.
Suddenly, an idea strikes you.
“I found some sake,” you announce, producing a bottle from one of the cabin’s cupboards.
You offer it to Todoroki with a lopsided grin, and he nods his acceptance, taking it from your hands.
As night falls and the snowstorm rages on outside, you settle in front of the fireplace, sharing stories over warm sake and the occasional laughter.
The flickering flames cast shadows on Todoroki’s face, illuminating his angular features and casting him in an almost ethereal light.
You find yourself drawn to him, your eyes lingering on the curve of his lips or the intensity in his gaze as he speaks.
Gradually, you both begin to shed your inhibitions, emboldened by the warmth of the fire and the comforting effect of the sake.
You share stories of past adventures - hikes along rugged coastlines, days spent exploring bustling city streets - and recount tales of heartache and triumph, learning more about each other with every passing moment.
“That’s quite a story,” Todoroki comments, his eyes reflecting the flickering firelight.
He leans forward, his elbows resting on his knees as he gives you his full attention.
You feel a spark of something - curiosity, perhaps, or maybe even attraction - igniting between you.
As the evening wears on and the storm outside shows no signs of abating, you both settle into your shared space with an easy familiarity that belies the awkwardness from earlier.
The conversation continues to flow, punctuated by occasional silences that are more comfortable than stilted.
You find yourself admiring Todoroki’s quiet confidence and the way he listens intently when you speak, as though your every word is of paramount importance.
“I suppose we should try to get some sleep,” Todoroki suggests, his gaze lingering on yours.
The fire has dwindled to embers, casting a soft glow across the room and bathing your skin in its warmth.
You nod, reluctantly agreeing that it’s time to retire for the night.
As you both make your way to separate bedrooms, an electric tension crackles between you - one that promises passion and pleasure should either of you choose to pursue it.
For now, though, sleep beckons, and the storm continues its relentless assault on the cabin walls.
It’s freezing,” you grumble, your breath visible in the frigid cabin air.
You shiver as the chill seeps through the layers of blankets wrapped around you.
The fireplace is nothing more than a pile of ash and charred wood now, its warmth long gone.
You glance at Todoroki, who stirs beside you, his expression still soft with sleep.
“It’s freezing,” you repeat, nudging him gently.
“We need to start the fire.”
Todoroki grunts in response, rubbing his eyes as he sits up.
He glances at the window and curses under his breath when he sees the thick layer of snow that has accumulated overnight.
The storm shows no signs of letting up.
“It’s going to be a cold day,” you observe dryly, trying to ignore the shiver that runs through your body.
You wonder if there’s enough firewood left to last until the storm passes.
Todoroki nods in agreement and stands, stretching his muscles.
He moves towards the fireplace, bending down to gather up the remaining pieces of wood.
“We can still salvage some heat from this,” he says, striking a match and coaxing a small flame to life beneath the kindling.
You watch him work, admiring the play of muscles under his skin as he moves.
The cabin is cold, but you find yourself feeling warmer simply by being in Todoroki’s presence.
He glances at you over his shoulder and catches your gaze, a hint of red creeping onto his pale cheeks.
“We could share body heat,” Todoroki proposes, the words barely audible above the crackle of the fire.
You feel your heart skip a beat as he raises an eyebrow at you in question.
The idea sends a thrill through you – sharing warmth with Todoroki would mean being that much closer to him.
It’s not like either of you has anywhere else to be, and the thought of spending another day cooped up together is far more enticing when there’s the potential for intimacy involved.
You hesitate for a moment before nodding your agreement.
“It makes sense,” you murmur, moving closer to Todoroki as he adjusts the blankets on the small bed nearby.
The flames from the fireplace cast flickering shadows across his face, highlighting the angular planes of his features and accentuating the intensity in his gaze.
Todoroki lies down on one side of the bed, leaving space for you to join him.
You feel your cheeks flush as you crawl under the covers beside him, the warmth from the fire instantly seeping into your bones.
The bed creaks slightly as you settle in, and Todoroki shifts until he’s facing you, his eyes searching yours.
“It’s not so bad, sharing a bed,” you admit, your cheeks growing warmer as you speak.
You can feel the heat radiating from Todoroki’s body, and it’s almost enough to distract you from the cold air surrounding you both.
Almost.
Todoroki nods in response, his eyes never leaving yours.
The silence between you stretches on, heavy with unspoken desire and anticipation.
You find yourself wondering if he’s thinking about the same thing as you are – the possibility of taking this moment further, exploring the connection that has been building between you.
Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Todoroki moves closer to you, closing the gap between your bodies.
You feel his breath on your skin, warm and sweet, sending shivers down your spine.
Your heart pounds in your chest as he reaches out, brushing a stray lock of hair from your face with gentle fingers.
The air is thick with tension, and you can’t help but lean into the touch.
Todoroki’s eyes darken as his hand travels down your cheek, along your neck, and finally comes to rest on your shoulder.
You feel yourself trembling under his touch, unable to tear your gaze away from his.
“Goodnight, YN,” Todoroki whispers, his breath warm against your neck.
His words are a promise of things to come – an invitation to explore the passion that simmers just beneath the surface.
You let out a shaky breath and nod in response, closing the gap between you as you press your lips to his.
Todoroki responds instantly, deepening the kiss with a groan, his hands moving over your body, leaving trails of fire in their wake.
The world around you fades away, lost in the haze of desire and the heat radiating from both of your bodies.
“Goodnight, Todoroki,” you murmur against his lips, your heart pounding in your chest as the kiss intensifies.
You feel your body melting into his touch, eager for more.
The storm may rage on outside, but inside this cabin, you two have found a warm refuge – and each other’s arms are all the shelter you need.