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Snowbound Seduction: A Todoroki X Reader Tale - part 2
“Morning,” Todoroki greets you, his body still pressed against yours as you both awaken to a new day in this snowed-in cabin.
The warmth of his touch lingers on your skin, reminding you of the intimate moments shared during the night before.
Your eyes open slowly, adjusting to the soft light streaming through the window.
You take a moment to appreciate the comforting weight of Todoroki’s arm draped over your waist and the gentle rise and fall of his chest as he breathes in sync with you.
It feels so natural - almost like this is how it was always meant to be.
“Good morning,” you respond, your voice still heavy with sleep.
You feel a contented smile spread across your face as you snuggle closer into the warm cocoon of Todoroki’s embrace.
The fireplace has long since died out, leaving the cabin chilly.
But in this moment, wrapped up in each other’s arms, the cold seems to melt away.
You can feel your heart racing as you remember the passionate kisses and tender caresses that led to this point - the slow yet inevitable progression from strangers to lovers.
Todoroki’s lips brush against your neck, sending a shiver down your spine as he whispers, “Your hair smells nice.” His fingers gently twirl through your tresses, and you can’t help but let out a soft moan of pleasure at his touch.
The innocent gesture awakens something within you - a growing desire to explore each other further, to delve deeper into this newfound intimacy between the two of you.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” you retort playfully, your fingers tracing the contours of his arm as you feel the muscles beneath the warm skin tense in response.
Your touch is light and teasing, designed to provoke a reaction, but it also serves to remind both of you how close you are - how easily things could escalate from here.
The flirtatious banter continues as you both grow increasingly aware of each other’s bodies pressed together in the small bed.
The air is thick with anticipation and sexual tension, a palpable energy that seems to hum between you, begging for release.
Todoroki’s hand slides down your waist, stopping just above your hip as he pulls you even closer.
Your breath hitches at the contact, the heat from his touch burning through the thin fabric of your pajamas and searing itself into your skin.
You can feel the warmth emanating from him, a beacon in this cold cabin, drawing you further into the flames of desire.
“We should probably get up,” you whisper, your voice barely audible over the sound of your racing heart.
Your words are a feeble attempt to regain control - to remind yourself that there is still a world outside these four walls where obligations and responsibilities await.
But as Todoroki’s hand continues its slow exploration of your body, you can’t help but wonder if there will ever be a better time than now.
The moment hangs in the balance for an eternity - the tension simmering between you, an unspoken question waiting to be answered.
But before either of you can give in to temptation, the sound of snow crunching outside the cabin door brings you both back to reality.
The spell is broken, and with a mutual understanding, you reluctantly extract yourselves from each other’s embrace.
As you both rise from bed and begin the process of getting dressed, there’s an unmistakable awkwardness in the air - the aftermath of unfulfilled desire lingering between you like a heavy fog.
You can feel Todoroki’s eyes on you as you pull your clothes over your naked body, but neither of you dares to speak or make eye contact.
The intensity of your shared experience is still too fresh and raw to confront just yet.
You move about the cabin in silence, each of you lost in your own thoughts as you try to process everything that has happened.
Outside, the snow continues to fall, a gentle reminder that time waits for no one - not even two strangers turned lovers trapped within its grasp.
As you start preparing breakfast together, the tension slowly begins to dissipate, replaced by a comfortable silence that speaks volumes about your newfound connection.
The flames of passion may have been temporarily extinguished, but the embers still glow brightly between the two of you - a promise of things to come when night falls once again and the world outside is swallowed whole by the storm.
“It’s going to be another cold night,” Todoroki notes as he pours coffee into two mugs, his gaze meeting yours across the small kitchen table.
You can see the unspoken question in his eyes - a lingering curiosity about what might have been if not for the interruption of reality.
You nod in response, taking a sip from your steaming mug as you contemplate the night ahead.
The fire within may have been temporarily banked, but the embers remain, waiting to be fanned back into flames once more.
And when that time comes, nothing - not even a raging snowstorm - will be able to keep you apart.
I found a deck of cards,” you announce, breaking the silence.
You hold up the colorful pack as Todoroki looks up at you from where he’s sitting on the sofa near the fireplace.
The warm glow from the flames dances across his features, casting shadows that accentuate his high cheekbones and angular jawline.
“I bet I can beat you at poker,” Todoroki challenges, a playful glint in his eyes as he reaches for the cards you’re holding out to him.
He takes them from your hand, his fingers brushing against yours briefly, sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine.
You settle onto the couch beside him, close enough that your thighs are touching, and watch as he expertly shuffles the deck with a practiced ease.
The flames from the fireplace crackle softly in the background as you both focus on the game at hand.
“Alright,” Todoroki says, his voice low and husky.
He deals out the cards, giving each of you an equal number to start.
“Let’s see how good you really are.”
As you begin playing, you find yourself surprisingly engaged in the game.
It’s been a while since you last played poker, but your competitive spirit is as strong as ever, and it feels invigorating to match wits with someone like Todoroki.
“You’re surprisingly good at this,” you admit, your gaze lingering on his lips for a moment before returning to the cards in your hand.
You can feel the tension between you growing with each passing minute – an electric current that threatens to engulf both of you if you don’t redirect it soon.
Todoroki smirks at your admission, obviously pleased by your compliment.
“I have my moments,” he says coyly, his eyes locking onto yours and holding your gaze for a few beats longer than necessary.
As the game continues, you both become more daring – betting higher stakes with each hand and upping the ante of flirtatious banter.
The sexual tension between you is palpable, a tangible force that threatens to consume you both if left unchecked.
“I think we’ve had enough sake,” Todoroki whispers, his hand brushing against yours as he reaches for the bottle.
You watch in fascination as his long fingers wrap around the neck of the bottle and his thumb caresses your wrist lightly before retracting.
The sensation sends a jolt straight to your core, making you bite your lower lip to stifle a moan.
By now, both of you are tipsy – the alcohol fueling the flames that burn between you.
Your actions become more daring and less inhibited as you continue playing, your hands brushing against each other often, and your eyes meeting with an unspoken understanding.
Eventually, it becomes too much to bear.
The game is long forgotten as you both lean into each other, pressing your lips together in a heated kiss that leaves you breathless and aching for more.
Todoroki’s hands find their way under your shirt, caressing the soft skin of your back while his tongue explores every corner of your mouth.
“I need to feel you,” you whisper against his lips, pulling away just enough to let the words escape before diving back in for another passionate kiss.
Your hands make quick work of the buttons on his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and revealing the taut muscles beneath.
You run your fingers over his chest, tracing the contours of each defined peak as he groans with pleasure.
“Take me to bed,” you say, pulling back from him just enough so that you can look into his eyes.
The desire reflected in those fiery depths is all the confirmation you need before standing up and taking his hand, leading him towards your shared room.
As you both climb onto the bed, Todoroki pushes you gently onto your back, his body hovering over yours as he looks down at you with an intensity that sets your blood on fire.
You reach for his cock, now straining against his jeans, and begin to unbutton them with shaky fingers.
“Let me,” Todoroki growls, pushing your hands away gently before undoing the buttons himself.
He slides his pants down over his hips, revealing a hard, throbbing cock that’s dripping pre-cum and begging for attention.
You waste no time taking him into your mouth, wrapping your lips around the head of his dick and sucking gently while your hands explore the rest of his shaft.
Todoroki lets out a low moan as he loses himself in the sensation, thrusting his hips forward slightly to meet your eager mouth.
You keep up with his pace, bobbing your head along his length and reveling in the feeling of power you have over him.
“Fuck, YN,” Todoroki gasps as he pulls away from your talented lips, his cock now glistening with saliva and precum.
He leans down to kiss you again, his tongue sliding into your mouth as he pushes your thighs apart with his hands, exposing your wet pussy to the cool air of the cabin.
You feel Todoroki’s fingers slide between your folds, finding your clit easily and rubbing it in slow circles that send tremors through your body.
You arch your back, pushing yourself against his hand as you let out a moan of pleasure.
“So fucking wet for me,” he murmurs, his voice gruff with desire as he continues to tease you.
He plunges two fingers into your tight pussy, curling them upward to find that sweet spot deep inside you that makes you see stars.
You cry out in pleasure, your hips bucking against his hand as you ride the wave of ecstasy he’s sending through your body.
But Todoroki isn’t finished with you yet.
He pulls his fingers away, leaving you aching and desperate for more, before moving down your body to settle between your legs.
You watch in anticipation as he lowers his head towards your pussy, taking a moment to admire the view before licking a long stripe from bottom to top.
“Oh god,” you moan, the sensation of his tongue on your clit sending shivers down your spine.
Todoroki doesn’t hold back, lapping at your folds eagerly and skillfully, using his fingers to spread you wide open for better access.
He licks and sucks and nibbles until you’re a quivering mess beneath him, desperate to cum but unsure if you can handle it.
“Todoroki, please,” you beg, your voice strained with need as he continues his relentless assault on your sensitive clit.
“I need to fucking cum.”
He responds by redoubling his efforts – sucking harder, licking faster, and driving you to the very edge of orgasm.
When you finally come undone beneath him, it’s with a scream that echoes through the cabin and leaves you breathless and spent.
As your tremors subside, Todoroki crawls back up your body until he’s hovering over you once more.
You look into his eyes and see the raw desire and love reflected there – emotions that match your own perfectly.
Without a word, you wrap your legs around his waist and pull him closer, needing to feel his cock inside you with an urgency that borders on desperation.
Todoroki needs no further encouragement.
He positions the head of his dick at your entrance and slowly slides into your waiting heat.
You both let out a moan of pleasure as he fills you completely, the feeling of being so intimately connected bringing tears to your eyes.
You move together in perfect rhythm – his hips thrusting powerfully while yours roll upward to meet him stroke for stroke.
The friction between your bodies creates an intense heat that threatens to consume both of you as you race towards the precipice of orgasm once more.
As the pleasure builds, Todoroki leans down to whisper in your ear, his voice low and husky: “Goodnight, YN.” His words send a shiver through your body just as he drives into you one last time, sending both of you spiraling over the edge together in a blinding explosion of pleasure.
As you lie there panting, wrapped up in each other’s arms, the warm glow from the fireplace casts long shadows across the room.
It is then that you realize how truly connected you are – not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually as well.
And with this newfound understanding, you both drift off to sleep, your hearts beating in perfect harmony.