Baby it's cold outside||Stefan||18+
"Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious
And your lips look delicious
My brother will be there at the door
Like waves on a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious
Gosh, your lips look delicious
Well maybe just a half drink more
Never such a blizzard before"~by Idina Menzel
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Stefan's gaze dropped to her mouth, the space between them shrinking. "And if I am?"
The words hung there, electric. She tilted her head, challenging. "Then stop holding back."
He leaned in, hesitant at first, then sure, his lips brushing hers in a kiss that started soft-testing, warm-before deepening with a hunger that surprised them both.