Reincarnated into a Snow Griffin-Chapter 116

"Keep looking at me and everything will be just fine." If it was any other person in any other situation saying such condescending words and treating me like this, but his words do not anger me as I find myself hardening my grip and not letting go of his hands.

"That’s right, just like that, I am not going to let you go." It did not cross my mind to doubt his words as I forced my gaze to stay on his as Ethan slowly starts pulling me closer, bending my body forward and into that pool of water.

I get in the water quietly and smoothly against my expectations of going in with a loud splash, all deliberately calm and steady and yet when my feet hit the bottom I cannot help but close my eyes and shudder, and it was not from the cold.

"Deep breaths now, don’t forget to breath, see? You are fine, you are doing just fine." I hear his voice but it takes me a while to make sense of his words as my hands shake and the grip on his hardens when memories of the merciless currents of another time and another pool of water barge in and bring my emotions to their limits.

I am sweating cold and it is not because of the temperature.

And yet as I stay there, with his soothing words, warm reassuring gaze and hands, with my toes on the gravel, I manage to calm myself down ever so slowly as my confidence grows, my body realizing there is nothing to fear and my mind trying to cach up to that as my subconscious fear is slightly subdued by the state of serenity Ethan pulls me into.

But is not serenity only that he wants me to feel, he wants a deeper connection, something to warm ourselves with on this chilling night inside this cold pool of water.

"Brr, how can you not be affected by this? Is so freaking cold, you even chose the shaded side of the lagoon." He says as a shrug in response.

"It does not bother tyou? Nothing?" I nod. "Not even a little bit?" His childish insistency is not news to me and yet it manages to take a sigh out of me as I answer:

"I’m used to it, plus my real form has an undercoat that does not allow the cold to reach my skin." Although I don’t know how it still affects me even in human form, but magic is like that, sometimes you understand it, sometimes you don’t, more often than not.

But I cannot deny that his warmth against the cold is attracting me like light to a moth, and I find myself enjoying the temperature shock where our bodies touch, but our hands can barely share any heat so I end up inching closer to him.

Is the first time that I take the initiative in this matter and I would have found his surprised face funnier if I had not surprised myself with my own actions.

And yet, with this uneven floor I somehow manage to change positions and sit on his lap, all move slow and deliberate so as to not only not let us slip but do not move the water too much around me as I try to ignore its surrounding chilling presence and focus on the warm one in front of me instead.

And then I simply hug him, passing my arms around his wide shoulders and feeling the muscles of his back tense underneath my fingers, not expecting and actually trying to figure my actions out, but even if I did not know myself, I knew that this was the right thing to do, this feels right, so for once I let my emotions guide me into a tight embrace where the chill could not harm our synchronized beating hearts.

"You are so warm." I say, filling my lungs with his scent as I take a deep breath and let myself relax as he does the same, humming in response, warping his own arms around my body and pulling me closer.

"And here I thought you were up to something kinky, but you know what, this is nice, this is nice too." It is my time to hum in response, but I like the silence more as I can feel and hear his heart beating against my own chest, as I can focus more on the cozy heat of having his body warped up around me, on feeling at home in his arms.

"But you know, is always nice to have a little surprise, I mean, it would help to keep things warmer and-" He says, eager hands already trying to roam about my back, but before that happens I call out to him.

"Ethan?"

"Yes, my cute Seraph?" Being coy is not going to help him here.

"Shut up." I’m enjoying the situation here, don’t mess up the mood is what my tone of voice says together with my choice of words.

He laughs then, the prick, and I give him a hit on the back that makes him ouch ouch in return, but I too have a smile on my face as we lay there in each other’s embrace, quietly enjoying the company of one another in a comfortable way that takes time and trust to reach.

And, in a way, acting intimately and cuddly like this reaches deeper into my heart than being only horny and physical would have us.

Because this is passing the physical, this is emotional, this is connecting to each other, and that’s why it hits far deeper than acting like horny rabbits all the time.

"You know, now that the mood is set, maybe we should-ouch"

Or at least that’s what one of us thought I supposed, I think while sighing with a smile on my lips.

I did not mind getting used to this, I think while closing my eyes and enjoying his presence along with the quiet chilly night, and I do not think I have been so complete and at peace than that moment in time in my whole life.