Cuddle up... j-just for warmth!

"We... we could use our bodies to keep each other warm..." Hilda meekly offered, feeling her face grow hot even from just saying it.

So many of the trashy romance novels she read used that same flimsy idea, like in Desert Island Dalliance, when the haughty lady pirate captain's ship sank during a storm, and the only survivors were the outwardly tough, yet still secretly feminine captain and the hunky, posh, and pampered yet secretly sensitive and strong prince she had intended to ransom.

Naturally, they had had to burn the last of their clothes as fuel for a fire, forcing the two of them to live and work together in the nude on their desert island paradise, which lead to...

Hilda's reminiscing was cut short with a whimper and sneeze from Silvia.

"F-fine!" The naked drow agreed (perhaps a little _too _quickly...) as she scampered across her tree branch, and with a little less grace than Hilda would have expected from an elf.

The pleasingly pear-shaped woman hesitated when she got the edge of Hilda's branch, and then daintily stuck one foot out to timidly test the strength of the tree and make sure it could support the weight of the two women.

The wind howled, and a bite of the cold across Silvia's already hard nipples and the sting of a twig smacking her magnificently meaty ass motivated naked woman to move much faster.

The dark elf let out a high-pitched squeak and then practically leapt onto Hilda, causing the softer, heavier woman to grunt and gasp as the two hapless hotties came face to face once more.