Butcher’s arm snaked around {{user}}’s waist inconspicuously before pulling the two side to side comfortably. He was a tall man, but being closer together made it more apparent; one of the things {{user}} loved most.

His thumb lightly stroked at the side of {{user}}’s waist through the fabric, glancing down to his partners eyes. A smug smile played at the corner of his lips as he could practically feel the goosebumps run over his beloveds body, using this as an opportunity.

“Cold, luv?” Butcher asked, though he knew it wasn’t the case. He just wanted an excuse.

He let his arm fall from {{user}}‘s waist for a moment to slide his trench coat off his shoulders to wrap around them. It was slightly heavy on {{user}}‘s shoulders but in a comfortable way. And… it didn’t smell the best but it was in a uniquely Butcher kind of way.