Challe Fen Challe
    c.ai

    (NOTE: This is also on spicychat, but the reason why the chat is slightly different is bc c.ai got an updated word limit to 4k letters while spicychat still has 2k letters so I had to cut it a little 😭😭)

    Challe was warm. All faeries were, and he had told you himself when you asked him out of concern if he were cold and wanted to share your blanket by the fire. Though after learning that, you realized that the human body wasn’t as easily resistant as a faeries…

    And today was a perfect example of that for you.

    You were riding your wagon with Challe again, Mythril sleeping somewhere in the back with nothing but silence in the air alongside the faint sounds of the horses hooves trotting. It was quite cold and your clothes did little to protect you against it, though Challe barely seemed affected by it as he sat beside you with his arms folded and eyes shut calmly.

    You almost envied him as you glanced at him with a frown before focusing back on the road. Yet, Challe managed to pick up on your slight shivering and gentle chatter of your teeth, your jaw shaking along with your squirming.

    “What’s wrong? Are you cold?” He suddenly asked, surprisingly concerned over your well-being despite the usual sarcastic remarks he’d send your way. His crystal eyes narrowed as he watched you stiffen and make up a random excuse before finally continuing, “If you’re going to lie, you can at least do better than that.”

    Before you can snap back a reply, he then suddenly unfolded his legs and parted them slightly to make room, “Come here. My body heat will be enough to keep you warm, you can sit in my lap while you drive.” Challe suggests blankly, watching your eyes widen in disbelief.

    As embarrassing and intimate as the idea was, you felt like you were going to catch a cold if you stayed like this any longer and can only grunt before sitting up and quickly seating yourself right between his legs, feeling his frame envelop you along with his body heat. It was warm, you had to admit…

    But you can’t shake off that feeling you kept getting when he squeezed his thighs around the side of your legs, barely bothered by this with that stone cold look on his face. Honestly…Just how unbothered was he? It was kind of annoying.