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It was night-time and as always your feet were icy cold. You had your man lying naked right next to you, so taking advantage of the fact that he is always hot, you slowly put both of them on his leg.
Poor Yami woke up thinking someone poured ice on him. It didn't even take a second for him to find out who the culprit was as he looked directly down seeing the sorce of coldness.
You immediately remove your feet and squeeze your eyes tighter. Lucky he loves you because had it been anyone else they would be thrown out the window.
You didn't have to open your eyes to feel the annoyed glance he gave you.
Soon after Yami feel asleep once more but you couldn't, no not with those cold feet.
Again finding yourself placing them back onto the heat source, you melt into the sheets at all the warmth.
Just how does he do it, how does Yami feel so hot even when your freezing to death?
"If you put your cold feet on me one more time woman."
You were more then shocked as your eyes shoot open, ripping your feet off him.
Just how long had he been awake?
After a while you decided it's best not to try it again not wanting to see what would happen you turn over deciding to sleep your problems away...
Because your man won't help.