❄️ for Ghiaccio and Melone
Ooo ❄️ snowed in is such a cute prompt for them!
Cold on the Outside
Summary: Ghiaccio is out driving with melone when the car dies. Ghiaccio is not bothered by cold, but melone isnt nearly as well suited for such weather.
Pairings: Ghiaccio and Melone
Tw: hypothermia, death mention, fear, soft vore, cursing
Ghiaccio had been stupid to think having a stand so well suited for the weather would have made things easier. The car ride was going smoothely. Ghiaccio at the wheel, melone in the passenger seat, humming along with some dumb pop song he put on. Ghiaccio didnt mind. He was used to melone's behavior.
The first thing to go wrong was the radio going out. Melone groaned in mild annoyance, giving the dashboard a whack before letting the sound of wind and the blasting heater take over. Ghiaccio was normally the irritable one, the roof of his car having notable dents. And the horn being broken. So seeing melone upset made him undeniably a bit upset.
And then the heater died. Go figure. Ghiaccio wasnt bothered as the cold set in, but over time he could clearly see melone shivering in his seat. He grit his teath. "Damn it, hold on a little longer, we're almost home." He fussed, hoping melone would suck it up so he didnt feel bad.
"Ghia just drive, im fine." Melone insisted, knowing his friend was worried. Melone speaks fluent ghiaccio tantrum. Ghiaccio scoffed and continued to drive. How dare melone assume he cared. Well, he did, but that is his business.
It got colder in the car as they drove. Melone was pretty desparate to keep warm, tucking his legs into the seat. Ghiaccio felt anger well up inside him. He had to get melone out of the cold. Asap. So he sped up. As reckless as that was he wanted OUT of this storm and into somewhere warm before melone got sick or something.
Finally, the car sputtered and slowed before rolling to a stop. Ghiaccio noticed as soon as the car began to slow. He jammed his shoe into the gas pedal a few times to no avail as his engine died. He practically developed rabies on the spot, flying off the handle for a brief moment. "Motherfu- We're stuck in this hell hole car! we'll be snowed in! god damnit! Start you piece of shit!" he screeched, trying to start the car. Nothing.
Melone reached over and stopped him. "Ghiaccio, stop. The engine died. We're going to have to ride out the snow storm in this car." He said. Ghiaccio did not have a good perception of what was cold. But when melone touched him and he didnt feel any warmth, he absolutely did feel cold. An icy fear creeping up into his chest and making it feel heavy.
That made him madder. He shook his head. "Melone you're cold! i dont feel cold!" he reminded. Melone was briefly surprised by that fact. But he shook it off. He would never calm ghiaccio down if he let him keep trying to start the car. "I'll be ok, i promise. Climb into the back seat, we can share body heat for a little while." Melone said, getting unbuckled. He could feel his hands stiffening and his face burning from the cold. He shifted into the empty back seat, where there was a large jacket belonging to risotto. He put it over his shoulders, and held opened the other side for ghiaccio.
Ghiaccio never did understand how melone got to him so easily.. he shifted into the back seat, and calmed, tucking himself in to the jacket right next to melone.
Soft vore warning
He was actually not very warm to cuddle considering his stand's cold immunity. Melone tried to curl up in the jacket with him to stop the onset of hypothermia. But he found himself getting colder by the moment. Weakening as the car was bombarded with snow and wind.
Ghiaccio took notice once melone became too weak to sit up with him. He found himself hilding melone, who looked like he was starting to submit to hypothermia. Pale. Blue in the hands and ends of his face. Weakened. Disoriented.. he couldnt stop himself anymore. He shrank melone down and cupped him gently in his hands as the now small man lay weak and shivering.
Melone had whitnessed others do this, but never ghiaccio. It scared him a little, considering he had seen this as a method of punishment. He had never attempted it himself. But as he was brought close to ghiaccio's mout he could feel the other's warm breath and couldnt help but calm.
It wasnt untill melone was already in his mouth that he came to his senses. it was pretty much what was expected, warm, humid. He attempted to shift back but ghiaccio's mouth was already closed. And he was already becoming soaked with saliva. He wasnt all that botherd. He was used to gross stuff. What did worry him was that he was about to be eaten. He pressed a shivering hand to ghiaccio's palette in hopes of grabbing his attention. "C..come on, ghia.. you.. you wouldnt.. right?" he said, slight fear evedent in his tone.
Ghiaccio didnt want melone to be afraid, but he was running on instinct right now. Protect melone. Warm him up. So he immedeatley responded by tipping his head back and swallowing thickly. Melone began to panick slightly as half of his body was pulled into the tight throat. He couldnt grab anything, his hands were still stiff and he was too weak anyway. One more swallow and he was tugged into the larger male's throat. He felt stomething tracing his decent past the collar bone. Curse ghiaccio's tense body, he felt like he was being crushed. It knocked the wind out of him.
He could hear ghiaccio's heart racing as his crushing decent continued further. He couldnt struggle, nor really breathe. But soon enough he was dropped into a slightly more opened space. The noisy walls kneaded at him. Melone shoved at them gently, still a bit frightened. "Ghiaccio! please let me out!" he pleaded.
He continued to be quite nervous. This was new to him. he knew he was capable but never did it. He was very tense as he felt melone within him. He knew melone was scared he would hurt him. "Calm down. I wouldnt have done this if i didnt think it was safe.." he insisted in a grumpy tone, hus hands wrappwd around his middle.
Melone listened. He wanted to believe him. and judging from ghiaccio's heart rate, speech, tension, and his noisy stomach, he could easilly tell ghiaccio was feeling anxious. He very gently pressed at the wall. "..alright. i'll trust you.." he said. He couldnt help it. He was warm. It was freezing out there. He gently rubbed the wall with his hands a little to try to calm him from here.
Ghiaccio settled down as melone did. But when he was given such new and gentle affection, he practically melted. The walls relaxed, giving melone a more comfortable place to rest, and his anxious, noisy body quieted down. ghiaccio curled up in the jacket to rest on the seat. He knew melone would be safe and warm, and so would he. the two spent the rest of the night in the car, awiting out the snow storm as the windows caked with snow.
Nearly fell asleep writing this one in the early hours of the morning, but loved it! enjoy :)
