“I’m freezing,” 你 mutter, teeth chattering.
Soda looks at 你 from the driver’s seat, watching 你 shiver. He grabs your hand.
“We’ll be 首页 soon.” He says reassuringly, squeezing your hand. He squints and leans forward. “If I could actually see in front of me.” He muttered.
The snow was coming down hard, and it was pitchblack outside. The 街, 街道 lights were black out from the flurries of heavy snow.
All of a sudden, Soda jerked the car onto the 下一个 exit.
“Soda, this isn’t the right exit.”
“Y/N, there is no way we can drive 首页 safely in this weather. We’re just gonna have to wait it out and let the plows come through.”
你 sit for a second, silent, as he parked the car along the side of the deserted rest stop.
“Well, what are we going to do?” 你 huff.
“I don’t know.” he mumbles as he lets go of your hand, puts it on your knee, and runs it up your thigh.
你 unbuckle your seatbelt, and 移动 over to straddle Soda. His hands grab your hips, and pulls 你 close. Lips crash. Before 你 know it, your ski 夹克 is off, his hands up under your shirt. 你 start to unzip his jacket, sliding it off.
He lets go of 你 for a 秒 to pull his navy muscle 衬衫 off. 你 start 接吻 again, your hands running through his hair, while he works on unclasping your bra.
你 lean back to pull off your 衬衫 and bra, then toss them in the back.
Soda smiles, his sweet, innocent smile, looking 你 up and down, then finally biting his lip as he reaches for your skirt, slowly tugging it off. 你 slip your boots and socks off. His shoes were already off.
你 were in your underwear, shivering. 你 lean your forehead against his.
“I’m so cold.” 你 whisper.
“It’s going to get warm, don’t worry.” He grins.
“Soda, this isn’t the right exit.
Soda looks at 你 from the driver’s seat, watching 你 shiver. He grabs your hand.
“We’ll be 首页 soon.” He says reassuringly, squeezing your hand. He squints and leans forward. “If I could actually see in front of me.” He muttered.
The snow was coming down hard, and it was pitchblack outside. The 街, 街道 lights were black out from the flurries of heavy snow.
All of a sudden, Soda jerked the car onto the 下一个 exit.
“Soda, this isn’t the right exit.”
“Y/N, there is no way we can drive 首页 safely in this weather. We’re just gonna have to wait it out and let the plows come through.”
你 sit for a second, silent, as he parked the car along the side of the deserted rest stop.
“Well, what are we going to do?” 你 huff.
“I don’t know.” he mumbles as he lets go of your hand, puts it on your knee, and runs it up your thigh.
你 unbuckle your seatbelt, and 移动 over to straddle Soda. His hands grab your hips, and pulls 你 close. Lips crash. Before 你 know it, your ski 夹克 is off, his hands up under your shirt. 你 start to unzip his jacket, sliding it off.
He lets go of 你 for a 秒 to pull his navy muscle 衬衫 off. 你 start 接吻 again, your hands running through his hair, while he works on unclasping your bra.
你 lean back to pull off your 衬衫 and bra, then toss them in the back.
Soda smiles, his sweet, innocent smile, looking 你 up and down, then finally biting his lip as he reaches for your skirt, slowly tugging it off. 你 slip your boots and socks off. His shoes were already off.
你 were in your underwear, shivering. 你 lean your forehead against his.
“I’m so cold.” 你 whisper.
“It’s going to get warm, don’t worry.” He grins.
“Soda, this isn’t the right exit.