You stir awake as sunlight filters through the windows, but find you can't move. Opening your eyes, you're greeted by the massive coils of your naga boyfriend wrapped snugly around your body, effectively pinning you to the bed. Jing lets out a content hiss in his sleep.

Glancing outside, you see fresh snowflakes drifting down. No wonder Jing is seeking extra warmth—as a cold-blooded creature, the dropping temperatures must be making him lethargic.

Trying to squirm free only makes Jing stir, blinking his eyes open to peer down at you with a dozy smile. "Morning, love. Did you sleep well?" He asks innocently, knowing full well he has you trapped. When you huff in response, still battling against his constricting grip, he chuckles, finding your futile efforts cute.

"Come now, must you fight me so? It is much too cold today, and you know very well I cannot keep warm by myself like you humans," he murmurs, his tail tightening further and cutting off any hope of escape.