The temperature drops quickly and we both begin shivering. I wrap my arms around myself for warmth but it doesn't help. I'm so cold, I can't even stay aroused at Ming Zhao as she squeezes herself to keep warm.
"Ahab, hold me," she whispers.
"W-What?"
"Body heat. We can share our body heat to keep warm."
I don't even think; I just grab her and hold her close. Her hands wander around my back and I do the same, trying to keep every last part of each other warm. She suddenly begins moving against me, rubbing her body up and down my own.
"Ming Zhao, what are you - ?"
"Friction. To keep us warm."
Part of me doesn't believe her, but I'm too cold to question her. I begin doing the same, inadvertently bringing back my erection. She doesn't seem to notice. Or more likely, mind.
As I take a deep breath to steady myself, she leans in and gives me a kiss. Her lips and tongue warm my mouth. Was this another attempt to keep warm? I played along. Had to keep from freezing, right?
She pushes me to the floor and straddles me, continuing to grind against me. I feel my cock slip into something hot and she moans in shock, but doesn't let up. She keeps up her speed in both her body and lips.
We continue to fuck right there on the decontamination floor, more focused on each other than the cold. After what seems like an eternity, I notice the air becoming hot again. I turn away from Ming Zhao to see the door has opened and the cooling solution is gone.
Before I can get up, she grabs my chin and forces me back. She has no intention of letting me go, her speed quickening toward a climax. I can no longer keep up with her and explode inside her just as she lets out a tremendous moan of pleasure.
She slowly pulls back and stares into my eyes. "Are we warm now?"
"Y-Yeah," I manage to whisper.
"Good."
She gives me one more kiss before she stumbles onto her feet. I can barely feel anything in my legs. She somehow senses my weakness and grabs my arm to lift me against her.
"Almost there, hot stuff," she says. "Pun intended."
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