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Kiss ya in the snow
It was quite cold outside.
Thankfully, Dogma and Tup having bundled up properly while planning on spending some time in the scenic wintry world outside for some touring around and perhaps some snowy games as well.
All and all, it was the most perfect wonderland created by weather.
Having walked around for some time while observing the gorgeousness of that which was winter, Tup suddenly threw himself on the ground out of the blue.
“What are you doing, Tup?”
Dogma was thinking his friend had gone completely mad from the cold water. As it was that, really cold.
“It’s called a snow angel, Tup. See!”
Tup got up and presented the art work for his friend. It really looked like an angel without a doubt.
“Looks nice enough.”
Dogma could easily see the form of the supernatural being Tup was trying to imitate. Those kinds they had read about in the holo-books while still cadets.
“You should try one too, Dogma!”
Tup coaxed Dogma, the other trooper never the adventurer. Not really, did not see the point in rolling in the cold snow.
“Nah, I’m fine.”
“Suit yourself.” Tup snapped a holo-pic of his creation to the ever extending album of holiday holos Tup was quickly accumulating.
It wasn’t what Dogma real wanted to hear though. Afraid he had offended Tup somehow. Always wanting his friend’s approval in anything he did these days.
And so, Dogma found himself on the cold ground and on his back. Copying the motions of his best friend while creating a snow angel .
When he got up the visual was great. No, it was perfection. The two angels were holding hands!
“That looks so cool!”
Tup quickly snapped several holos of their joint artwork. Wanting to immortalise the picture perfect art work of their joint efforts.
“Yeah?”
“Yes Dogma. It’s just like us, they’re the best friends. Forever!”
“Holding hands.” Dogma added quietly realising the wee faux pas of his doing.
Tup suddenly all quiet. Turning to look at his friend who had also fallen quiet.
“Ya want us, to hold hands?” Tup dared to ask of Dogma then.
Dogma was contemplating for a moment before quietly responding. “Yeah…”
Tup took one of Dogma’s hand on his, squeezing it ever so lightly. The gesture certainly peaking Dogma’s interest further.
The two turning to gaze at each other as if coordinated. But it was not.
“What else would you like us to do?” Tup asked rather expectantly. “Than hold hands?”
“This.”
Dogma leaned in, their lips connecting. Unexpectedly or not, it felt, good.
The barely there touch leaving tingling sensations all over both of them.
“I really liked that.” Tup told Dogma honestly. “Very much so.”
“Ya wanna do it again?” Dogma asked, his voice coarse suddenly.
“Yeah.” Was the breathy response from Tup.
They kissed for a long, long time. Both of them getting breathless, which had nothing to do with the cold weather as they were both feeling quite warm, heated up more likely.