As the rain tapped against the window, the quiet of the night enveloped the room. Nestled on the couch, wrapped snugly in blankets, the chill in the air crept through. Despite the coziness, the cold air began to nibble, leaving a faint tingling on your lips

"Can you pass me the lipbalm?" You asked, as Lievé's turned his attention to you

"Lipbalm?" He replied. "Why bother with lipbalm when you could have my lips?" His hand moved gently to lift your chin, his gaze locking with yours in a moment