An intimate warmth

We make it back to camp and Quinara drops me next to the fire and immediately begins throwing every piece of wood and tinder we had onto it to build its strength. "Strip runt" she commands not even looking at me "what?" I ask in disbelief "get out of your wet clothes before you freeze" she explains, using all my strength I peel my soaked clothes off shimmying out of my soaked pants down to my breeches. Quinara turns back to me "those too" she says referring to my underwear "b-but" I stammer both out of nervousness and the cold, "do you want to live runt?" If so get out of all your wet clothes and climb in here" she says pulling her bedroll close to the fire.

I ultimately decide to follow her advice pulling my breeches down and exposing myself completely to the elements, I had never felt so cold as my ass plants down on the snowy ground. I haul myself into her roomy bedroll the dry warmth being a welcome boon, I am thankful that Quinaras attention was so focused on getting the fire going and not watching me strip. Not only because I'm self conscious but also the freezing temperatures meant that my manhood was certainly not at it's peak.

Once Quinara had gotten the fire roaring she stands up and begins to undo her coat and peel off her top. I watch with rapt attention as she removes her soaked clothes to her undershirt, "she's not going to?" I think to myself almost not believing what I'm seeing but just as she had instructed me to do, she also removes ALL her soaked clothes. She yanks her undershirt over her head freeing her huge tits, this was the first time I had ever seen bare breasts as I wasn't very popular with women and I couldn't look away. The globes of flesh have my attention firmly, the way her light green skin darkened around her nipples, her nipples pointed to attention in the cold weather, I was entranced.

Quinara stands topless for what feels like an eternity but is only a couple of seconds before she kicks off her boots and begin to unbuckle her pants. I watch as she with great effort removes her soaked bottom layer of clothes, kicking them to the side as she stands statuesque naked in front of the fire her back to the warmth. If you had told me that the first naked woman I would ever see would be an orc, I would have never believed you and I would have believed you even less if you had told me about how I enjoyed the view. She was stunning head to toe, muscular and scarred but no less beautiful in my eyes, I pan up her body gazing up past her long legs to her cunt topped with a unkempt bush to her large tits and finally her face, a face I hadn't considered anything less than monstrous when I first saw it now had a real sense of beauty to it.

She strides towards me, "oh shit she saw me ogling her" I think to myself bracing for the worst, however if she did notice she gives no indication of it. "Move up runt" she demands, "w-what?" I stammer unsure if I heard correctly, "I said move up, it's freezing out here runt" she says her teeth chattering and goosebumps adorning her body. I do as she instructs and she kneels down and climbs into her bedroll with me the roomy space I was occupying now full to the point we were pressed skin to skin. "I-I" I begin to stammer feeling very overwhelmed as I was now pressed intimately to her body, "body heat" she says answering my unspoken question, her warm breath cascading over my face as our faces are less than an inch apart. I am on edge as we lie together face to face our cold bodies beginning to warm with each others heat, Quinara senses my unease "just relax runt, we're gonna survive" she states misunderstanding assuming I was on edge because I was scared to die and not because I was so close to her that I felt her soft tits on my chest. Quinara reaches behind me and pulls me even closer, "you feeling warmer runt?" She asks "Y-yeah" I stammer "good, that's good runt" she coos. It's not long before my eyelids grow heavy, the ordeal and cold having worn me out but this time I'm able to succumb to it without fear that I would never wake.