Nikto
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You and Nikto were currently on holiday to his home town in Siberia. And it was cold. Really friggin’ cold.
You were both cuddled under three blankets and a duvet, bodies pressed together in an attempt for warmth. Curse the heater for breaking!
Nikto groaned as he woke up, “mmm..closer, моя маленькая птичка…” he murmured, pulling you tight against his scarred chest.