Baby, it's Cold Outside [closed]

[Angeric]

<sup>He had not caught the girl's worry, but he most certainly caught the relaxing pleasure that caught her as he 'massaged' her back with the magnet. Angeric smiled and continued to slowly run it along her back, side to side, lower then higher again. "Kind of," he said softly. "It gets sore sometimes, but this helped me a lot so far. I mean I only got it a couple days ago, but it's worked." He made sure to keep a firm hold of her as she relaxed so much against him; It must feel even nicer to have someone with easy access to one's back moving the magnet instead.

Once again, had he the ability for it his face would have turned bright red. Dammit all, why was she so good at flustering him like this?? Then again he almost never received compliments like what she gave him, so that could most certainly be a big factor. "You're cuter!" he managed to squeeze out, grinning like an idiot. Yeah, take that! That was totally an amazing comeback and he could stop being all flustered now. Yeah!

"You've only used magnets on your head? Huh, I guess head massages sound nice too." Angeric continued to run the object along her back slowly and tilted his head from side to side as he watched the flame flicker before them. "Hey, you weren't waiting here for too long before I came, were you?" If so, he hoped that this was at least making up for it!</sup>

~ Angeric

[Jessica]

Jessica

If there was a higher state someone could drift to simply through the delightful feeling of being held, Jessica was there. The feeling of an arm supporting her; the warmth of another body; the gentle pull and pressure against the metal in her back, through her skin - this drained the world away.
"Just wait until I get my hands on... on that.. nhh sonova.." Jessica's threat trailed off into a giggle and she lowered her head to rest her optics against Angeric's shoulder.

Shifting in a sedated way, she moved her hands up to rest them against the sides of Angeric's shoulders before she slid them around to his back, weakly kneading at the fabric. Her face still displayed a wide, languid smile as she listened to the comforting rumble of Angeric's voice. With a soft laugh, she nuzzled her optics against his shoulder, then turned her face to the side and did the same against his neck and the side of his head. "You're cutest. No backsies."

As Angeric mentioned a head massage, she realized that Angeric didn't know why most dolls used magnets. She wondered vaguely if the person who had given him the magnet had meant more harm than good, and this thought made her curl her arms a little more tightly against Angeric's back - protectively. "Head massage.. it.. no. It makes you feel loopy. In a.. nice way, though. Like what oil does whe..n.. you drink a lot of it."
Not having realized her optics were shut, she managed to crack them back open with quite a bit of effort, attempting to knead her hands against Angeric's back with a little more strength now. "I wasn't waiting long - just a couple of hours. I'd wait here for days if this is what I get for waiting."

[Angeric]

<sup>"Hey now, I said I was a big boy!" Angeric reached with his other hand - the one not giving her this apprently amazing massage - and gave her the world's whimpiest, most gentle baps in existence. "I can take my own revenge, thanks, I don't need you to hold my hand and do it for me!" Though his words may have conveyed annoyance, his amused tone and cheeky grin let it obvious that otherwise was true. His demeaner faltered a bit and he stammered for a moment as she began her insistent nuzzling. He finally slumped and relaxed into it, though, nuzzling back and even leaving a kiss on the rim of her optic.

He listened to her explanation, brows raising a bit as he finally caught on to the use of the magnet. Probably the real use, then? Was that what the other doll intended when he gave it to him? Well, oh well. Realizing that that was what magnets caused to them now, though, he found himself not trailing too high anymore as he rubbed the object along the other's back. This was sad too as up against the shoulders and such felt very nice. Oh well, if she wanted it more near her head then she would say so. Amusing. First time meeting each other again in a while and one of the first things he does is use a new-age 'drug' on her. Smooth.

Yes, very smooth. He found himself curling with her and releases a soft hum as he feels the fingers digging into his back. It had not been sore yet today thanks to his new magnet friend, but that did not mean that massages were unwelcome.

"Well I'm sincerely glad you're enjoying yourself," he said, grinning. "Would hate to disappoint after such a long wait! And yes it is long, I'd have passed out waiting around for two hours!" He glanced to the side, thinking for a moment before speaking again, a little more softly and mumbled. "Then again, the wait really would feel worth it for you hehe..." He tried to tilt his head so his wink would not be wasted on unseeing air around them.</sup>

~ Angeric

[Jessica]

Jessica

"Gfkk," Jessica made an odd sound before she broke down into a flurry of giggles at the soft bap. This was amazing, this constant contact; the feeling of a face nuzzling back against her hers; the kiss to her optic. She felt as formless as water against him. Her lips twitched as her already far-too-wide grin attempted to grow past its limits. Any and all retorts to his comment were lost in the moment.

Contrary to her seemingly oblivious state, she noticed the shift of attention from her entire back to only the lower part. Feeling slightly less relaxed, she cracked her optics open and squinted against the light of the candle that had grown blinding from the amount of time she'd had her eyes shut. The hum on Angeric's part gave away the pleasure he was experiencing from the massaging along his back, and Jessica emitted a soft hum before pressing with more focus, kneading her thumbs along the line of his spine that she could feel through the fabric.
Not pausing in the rubs, she pulled her face back enough to be able to watch him as he spoke.

The mumbled words stood apart from the rest of his comment, and Jessica's optics raised up slightly, a warm stir curling in her chest at the wink. Mouth parting in an amused breath, Jessica shifted up, tilting her head to the side to press deeply into Angeric's lips. She curled her fingers against his back, holding the contact for a moment before she broke the contact to speak against his lips.
"You can rub it higher… it's fine. Just m..make sure not to press it against my head, directly, or… i'll become very scattered very quickly."

[Angeric]

<sup>Ye Makers almighty this woman is so cute. Getting a bit of a victorious feeling at finally flustering her into a lack of a retort, Angeric's chest puffed a bit and he squeezed at her. He would have continued with something else lame that he thought was witty and awesome. He was silenced from doing so, however, when he suddenly found himself in a lovely liplock. That combined with the redoubled massage along his back had him melting like puddy against her. He let out a slow long sigh, pressing back against those soft lips and smiling.

Leaning forward as she pulled back a bit, he tried to keep the contact completely. When she spoke, however, he relented and listened. It took him a moment to completely register what she had said, he himself being scattered for a totally different reason than her warning. 'Scattered, you say? That sounds pretty adorable, actually!' he would have said had he not instead leaned in for another kiss. Enough talk, more smooch!

The stitchpunk realized at this moment that he had actually flat out stopped moving the magnet around for a bit. Through the kiss, he started up moving it gently against her back once more. He touched it against her shoulder blades and even against her sides a little bit, trying to maximize the pleasurable feelings she was getting from this. While his one hand held the magnet, his other hand started to attempt carefully massaging at her like she was to him. He made sure to curl his fingers, however, kneeding at her with his knuckles so he could avoid scratching at her with his somewhat sharp fingertips. Jessica was sweet enough to have waited for him for as long as she did and dammit he was going to make sure that it had been worth the wait and more.</sup>

~ Angeric

[Jessica]

Jessica

He was so… endearing, and Jessica couldn't help but find herself charmed by every little sound and movement he made. She was beyond delighted when he slumped forward, trying to hold the kiss even when she spoke. The moment the last word was dropped, she leaned in to click her optics gently against his. The optic-eskimo lasted only a moment before Angeric leaned in to recover the broken kiss, and Jessica leaned in just as eagerly to fill the empty space between their lips.

Her optics lidded as her awareness began to dull with the sensation of warm lips moving against hers - the delicate shift of soft cotton against smooth silk. When the magnet began to move again, Jessica stirred and began to drag her fingers against Angeric's back once again - kneading, pressing, stroking - from his shoulders to his lower back, and lower. Her massages became less coordinated when the tingling and pleasant numbness of the magnet met her shoulders (causing a small stir to be felt in her head), then her sides, beneath which she could feel a pressure on her ribs.

Lips parting, she let out a soft pleased sound into Angeric's mouth. She'd never received this much physical attention that wasn't carnal in some way, at least not in a long, long time. This was nice and… it still felt safe. Angeric was safe. When his hands began to knead as well, she became aware of how low the top of her dress had slipped - it was only being held in place by her corset now.
Was she feeling too much? Perhaps. But maker knew if she gave a spark about that at the moment.

[Angeric]

<sup>This was an absolute, blissful, insane delight he could barely even handle it. This was just... so much damn fun!! And it felt absolutely fantastic. The fact that it was his white silky beauty causing all of this made it even better ~♥ Oh wait was that right? Was it Jessica that was making all the difference int he world between slightly awkward but fun and freaking fantastic? He could not really bring himself to focus on that, though, his brain was way too preoccupied with good feelings and attempting to get more.

Angeric realized he could tell when he strayed too close with the magnet to Jessica's head as her hands became less focused rather suddenly. He determined about where was safe, though his movements were rather imperfect, at least he could keep her from being what he assumed would be a babbling mess.

He twitched and made a short stupid noise in his throat as she went lower than his lower back, straying near his yet sensitive and embarressing 'scar' that he had made larger before sewing together again in an attempt to make it less ridiculous.

Pulling back for just a moment to 'catch his breath,' he ended up catching sight of the dress falling off of he shoulders like it was. It was funny. He knew there was nothing human that was normal to be attracted to beneath that dress. Ironicly, there was mre cloth beneath the cloth. Yet that sight blew him away for a moment and he was caught just staring, marveling at the beautiful.... and frankly sexy woman before him.

"Uh woah," he said stupidly.</sup>

~ Angeric

[Jessica]

Jessica

Despite the fact that the magnet hadn't been pressed directly to her head, it had traveled close enough to her wiring to cause a small shift in Jessica's demeanor. Many past injures dealt on her head and wiring had caused the entire area to become considerably sensitive. Even a small magnet charge resulted in a light, weightless feeling. She was far from being a babbling mess, but she certainly felt less restrained to her don't-say-anything-stupid conscience.

Entirely drained into the delight of his contact, Jessica couldn't help but giggle at the small sound Angeric made when her hand wandered lower than his back. Even slightly buzzed, she knew better than to touch the scar - but the act of 'rear squeezing' had been introduced as a game. It was fun, amusing, and she'd always been one for games.

She slumped forward the moment Angeric pulled back, pausing her lips in a kissing stance as if expecting him to dive back in after a small break. The sound he made pulled her mind back to earth if only momentarily, and she cracked her optics open to catch sight of Angeric staring at her. Vision fizzing slightly with static at the edges, a grin found its way onto her lips. He thought she was pretty.
Carefully sliding her hands around from his back, Jessica shifted to pull the sides of her dress back up around her shoulders to make herself look more decent. She reached up to cup her hands against the back of Angeric's head once she was done, sliding behind the fabric of his hood and rubbing gently at the part of his head she hardly ever saw.
"Saw..ry," she spoke softly, but sounded far too cheerful to be sincerely sorry. "Is t..that better? Or.. did you l-ike it w..here it was?"

[Angeric]

<sup>He shook his head quickly and ducked his gaze downward. He had been caught gawking openly like an idiot and he would be blushing at the thought of that. He even felt a bit guilty (if a little disappointed as well) as she pulled the dress back into its proper place. Apologies started to slip from him but halted as she touched gently at his head, hands sliding back under his hood. As seldom as it was seen, it was also hardly ever touched, so this was odd and pleasant. There was nothing he was trying to hide with the hood, it was just a decoration and a comfort thing.

He would have blushed even deeper at her comment. His mouth slipped open and he ended up stammering, making himself out to be even more of an idiot. If he said that he liked it where it was, would she actually move it back? Would she feel insulted? Would she feel insulted if he said that he did not prefer where it was? Was this one of those insane woman traps??

"I.... I liked... it..." he glanced away, face feeling incredibly warm. "Butyoucandowhatyouwant."

Victory...

...

"You're very pretty..."

Victory.</sup>

~ Angeric

[Jessica]

Jessica

A grin.
A beam.
Why did Jessica always feel hindered by the edges of her lips? It seemed silly to feel like she wanted to smile past her smile capacity, and she swore she always got to the point when her grins ended up just twitching uselessly - wanting to grow despite the fact that they could only grow so wide. She couldn't remember having this problem before she'd met Angeric.

She watched him with a warm, tender expression as he spoke - not bothered at all by the fact that Angeric had been gawking at her. She was more uplifted than anything. And he seemed to like it when he could see her silken skin. It wasn't entirely inappropriate to let the dress slip down - in fact, it had felt nice to feel her skin against Angeric's.

"You're going to inflate my ego something terrible," she giggled, still scattered slightly from the magnet's effects. Instead of pulling the sides of her dress back down, however, she shifted to reach behind herself, slowly pulling loose the loops of her corset until she could remove it and set it off to the side. She then reached down and grabbed at the base of her dress, carefully slipping it up and over her head before folding it and setting it on top of the unfastened corset.

The dim light shed by the candle shone on the surface of pale silk as she settled against Angeric, now more able to feel the warmth of his body. Letting out a soft hum, Jessica glanced back up at Angeric to see how he was responding to all of this, speaking softly as she did so. "It… feels nice to.. take it off, sometimes. You're.. very soft."
She smiled to herself for a few moments, optics still tingling slightly with static as it began to ebb from her vision. "Is this ok?"

[Angeric]

<sup>"Is that a bad thing?" Angeric said in response to Jessica's ego comment. He let out a stupid giggle and coughed. When he realized what she was doing, he froze up a bit. For a moment he thought she was just joking. Then he thought he might be in for it. Then he just started to enjoy the view.

His arms curled around her and he hugged her close to him, grinning like a loon as he helped to pull the blanket back around them both. "It's not okay, it's nice," he said, being sure not to pause too long in his sentence to avoid a miscommunication. It was strange to think that they were technically incapable of being naked in the same sense as it had been when there were humans. This did not make it any less strange to see the doll without the dress she so regularly wore. She lost some elegance without it, but not beauty. She became simple and clean. "You're still pretty," he muttered, feeling stupid pretty quickly after saying it. It was the truth, though. He could not help but keep grinning, however, no matter how much of an idiot he thought he was making of himself. Besides, he was not the one who had stripped, how could he possibly be the idiot? Not that she was, not in the slightest. Oh wait, actually...

He reached up and knocked back his hood, giving her a big, fat, stupid grin after his simple move. He felt a little naked and more aware that he was bald (though it really was a normal thing for both genders nowadays) without his hood, but he honestly had nothing to hide. "Or should I take off all of my red cloth?" He chuckled and dropped his forehead against hers, still feeling warm in the face, but also slightly giddy.</sup>

~ Angeric

[Jessica]

Jessica

As the static continued to slowly drain from Jessica's optics, it was her turn to become warm in the face. Consciously, she felt bare without her dress since she was used to wearing it, yet she'd removed it so readily just a moment ago. She knew it had been done partially because of the influence of the magnet, but had she also done it out of something else? Selfishness? Idiocy? Desire? She half expected Angeric to stop her, but he hadn't. In fact, he'd even hugged her closer and commented on how nice this was.
And maker, it was nice. There were so few people she could do this with - and what an inspiring freedom it was; just to be able to be this close to someone while staying so safe. She felt a flush of warmth when he commented on her prettiness, and wanted to give him a kiss, so she did - against his warm and soft cotton cheek.

Despite the bubbling fluster she felt, she grinned widely when he jokingly knocked back his hood. The look on his face as he did this was enough to make an unfettered laugh burst from Jessica's lips, her arms lacing themselves around his shoulders and neck as their brows rested against one another. "Well… if you did, we could both run out into the snow and flop over in a showbank to see how long we could last. Although after that, we'd have to run in as fast as possible and warm each other back up."
She grinned from aud to aud, optics lidding playfully as she gave him a long smooch on his chin and taunted him, "Or are you going to chicken out on me?"

"… bawwwk bawk bawk?"

[Angeric]

<sup>Yay, whenever he made her smile or laugh it gave him a happy. He smiled in amusement himself as he listened to her speak. Was she serious? Run around in the snow with their ‘garments’ removed? Lay in piles of the coldness to see who could last the longest? Surely the lady jests!

He would have said things to this affect had she not added that last part in (as well as the oil-warming kiss). Instead, his words were swallowed into nothingness. This lack of response left him gaping like an idiot, however. He shut his mouth and bristled. It was not in frustration or anger, though, it was in competitiveness. His sharp fingers gripped the ribbonning fabric of one hand and dug into it. Haphazardly, he began to yank it off of himself, making the process as quick as he could despite the many wrappings.

As it turns out, all of the red fabric on the doll was not part of him. In fact, it was all one, unevenly winding, ripped piece of cloth. Most likely removed from a shirt or something of the sort. With the red fabric removed, he was rather bare and plain looking. Just an ordinary grey doll. Well, ordinary other than the fact that the fabric of his arms had been all torn away, leaving a short-sleeved look to him.

Not seeming perturbed by this exposure, Angeric grabbed at Jessica’s arm to help tug her to her feet. ”I ain’t the one cluckin!” he said, finally thinking of something cool to make up for his stupid gaping from seconds ago. With that, he proceeded to lead them out of the vehicle, feeling oddly excited along with the slight nervousness. Hey, don’t judge him, it is cold out!</sup>

~ Angeric