Cold

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I sat in the glade my breath coming out like steamy mist as I shiver trying to eat my lunch but struggling as I was so cold "Hey love" newt smiles sitting with me

"How are you so dam happy?" I ask

"what do you mean?" he asks and I then notice it

"give me your hoodie!" I order

"no!" he answers

"newt I am freezing, give me your dam hoodie!" I yell

"No! My hoodie" he complains holding it tightly

"GIVE IT!" I scream jumping over the table and pushing him to the floor

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screams

"NEWT GROW UP JUST GIVE ME IT!" I yell

"NOOOOO GET OFF ME! NO IT'S MINE GET YOUR OWN!" he yells pushing me off him and running for it so I ran after him half way around the glade after him till he tripped in the gardens and I grabbed his ankle "NO NO NO NO NO!" he yells trying to crawl away so I move to be sat over him and snuggling my head onto his hoodie

"Ummm your so warm" I giggle

"that! thats all you bloody wanted? why didn't you just say you wanted a cuddle" he laughs sitting up with me still snuggling closer to him so he wrapped his arms around me cuddling me closely as the snow began falling again so I snuggled closer letting him kiss my cold nose so I moved my ice cold hands under his hoodie in the search for more heat "Ohh you are cold!" he complains moving my hands away from his bare skin

"can we go inside?" I ask

"alright love, come on" he laughs picking me up with him so we went back to my room cuddling closely in my bed having to snuggle super close to keep warm with him spooning me tightly for a while until all of a sudden I felt his cold hard move up under my shirt slowly going up across my skin

"Newt what are you up too?" I ask him

"seeing if I can find a warm place for my hands" he smirks giving my shoulder a kiss as his hands moved up my my bra "Found one" he smirks grabbing my tits with his hands and groping them softly

"but your hands are cold!" I giggle

"they'll warm up the more I play around" he smirks

"ohh so could I maybe find a warm place for my hands" I giggle

"of course you can" he smirks giving my shoulder another kiss so I run my hand behind me running down his back taking a firm grip of his arse making him chuckle at me

"not really warm here" I laugh moving my hands down his leg and then back up slipping my hand down his pants

"Ummmm!" he groans loudly

"there's one" I giggle

"Bloody Hell your hands are cold" he complains

"want me to stop?" I laugh

"Nope" 

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