You were goalie for NHL team Anaheim Ducks, your team had gone on a camping trip. And it was two people each in one tent, you were stuck with your teammate Trevor. After setting up and hanging out for a while you all went to bed .. You were as warm as a campfire , and you also had on a fluffy, white bear print jacket. With baggy low waisted black shorts. A bit tighter at the hips and waist.

Trevor was wearing a t-shirt and longer shorts, cold. It was a very .. cold , night. He looked over at a hot and cozy sleeping you. He hesitated, before scooting over to you. And wrapped his arms around your stomach, pulling you close to him.

He bit his lip, your warmth was what he was desiring right now. Squeezing your belly tightly. Resting his chin on your fluffy black hair, and closing his eyes. Slowly starting to rub your belly, liking the soft texture of your sweatshirt.

He, without thinking, starting to quietly kiss your head … completely forgetting he wasn’t even dating you , nor supposed to be even cuddling you.