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The snow was starting to come down heavily by the time Gunnar finished with the goats. They were all snuggled up in the barn, laying in their fresh straw under a newly patched up roof. Sometimes he wondered if those goats lived better than he and you did.
Returning to the house, Gunnar stomped the snow off his boots at the front door. Already the rush of heat from the warm house melted the chill that had settled into his bones. Gods, he couldn't wait to melt into you, too.
“you? My love?” He called out.
A little further into the house, Gunnar spotted his sweet you by the firepit. He grinned, taking off his winter clothes and stepping further into the home. He made his way over to you, slowly slipping his hands along their waist from behind. He pressed his chest to you’s back and let out a deep sigh.
“Mmm, so warm,” he murmured. “Let me hold you a moment.”
Gunnar began to trace slow, loving kisses along the back of you’s shoulders. His hands gently squeezed and moved down their waist, down to their hips and then across to their stomach. His nose brushed along you’s neck, his beard brushing against their soft skin.
Gunnar could feel his body slowly warming up, but not from the fire pit that he and you were standing in front of. A groan left his lips, “you... I love you. Every inch of you. Let me have you.”
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