1112. The Body Heat Meme

[okashi_suki]

The Body Heat Meme

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Ashley Greenwick | Sirens | Smut with males only

[de_facto_omega]

[de_facto_alpha]

Fucking great.

*To say that Stuart wasn't impressed was the understatement of the century. It was dark, cold, and when he moved his bare forearm brushed up against an icy slab of cow carcass. Fucking summer uniforms didn't give enough cover in plenty of situations, this was just another to add to the list*

Next time we get a shout about some invisible fucker collapsed in a walk in freezer, we let some other bastard take it.

[de_facto_omega]

*With the bag of supplies hanging from his shoulder and the blanket held tightly to his chest, Ash narrowed his eyes as he fought to find any signs of this call being something else than a simply prank.*

*Sometimes he still had too much faith in the human kind.*

It was a new one, we should give them that.

[de_facto_alpha]

*huffing a vague noise of agreement, Stuart gave his co-worker a side glance and stomped back over to the doors that had closed behind them*

Haha. Very funny. There's people out there that could actually need us!

*he pushed at the solid metal doors. Then he pushed harder. That rapidly became frantic shoving as they refused to budge*

Shiiit!

[de_facto_omega]

*Arms folded over his chest, Ashley's mind was already elsewhere. On every other single place that he'd rather be, instead of the dark, chilling room.*

*When Stuart raises his voice, though, he automatically knows what is going on. He drops everything, rushes to his side. But not even the both of them seem to be able to push the doors open.*

Oi! It's not funny! *He calls out, hitting the metallic frozen door with the side of his fist.* Let us get the fuck out already!

[de_facto_alpha]

*he tries not to behave like a pack animal when he can help it, but right now following the pack is the right course of action. Stuart hammers his fists against the door too, the deep crashing sound of the metal almost drowning out his voice*

Let us out! There are people that need us! You could get arrested for this, you know!

[de_facto_omega]

*Ashley turns away from the door though, feeling how the plastic of his glooves stretch, slightly stuck to the door for a moment. If that had been his bare skin...*

I'm calling for help. *He quickly points out, searching for his cellphone on his pocket.*

*After quickly dialing, he notices that:* There's no signal.

[de_facto_alpha]

Of course... *there's a defeated tone in his voice, because when things get shitty, more shit has to get flung on the pile...*

They can't leave us in here for long... *he notices the white cloud that his breath makes as he speaks...*

[de_facto_omega]

*He simply shakes his head, knowing that Stuart is sure right. One thing is to prank, another one is sueing material and a very different one is an attempt of murder.*

Did you piss anyone off lately? *Because that wouldn't come as a surprise.* More than usuall, I mean.

[de_facto_alpha]

People are easy to piss off. *its a proven fact. At least, for Stuart it is. He's not the most polite EMT in Leeds, or the country, and that tends to stretch into off duty life as well*

So, we're here for a bit... *he glances around at the softly lit carcasses that surround them and shudders a bit. Or it could be the cold* ... Eye spy?

[de_facto_omega]

Aye, that's what I thought. *Ashley pretty much sighs, bowing down to pick both the supplies backpack and the blanket. Retaliation over Stuart's behavior is nothing new. And all things considered, Ash tends to agree with his friend's harsh words.*

A dead cow? *He asks, shortening the game as he unfolds the blanket but only using half of it to cover himself with.*

[de_facto_alpha]

*he lets out a choked laugh and points* You must be psychic.

*then he pauses, looking around at the narrow space. He's not keen on the idea of sitting, but standing isn't so great either, and he's shivering for sure now, goosebumps pricking his skin. Sitting down, he takes the other half and puts it around himself*

[de_facto_omega]

*If one of them was uncomfortable about personal space issues, Ashley was glad to be the one with the problem. His friends had never truly shown any disgust despite all the jokes and apparent curiosity or distaste for his preferences, and had never been shy when it came to hugging, for instance.*

*Right now all those issues had to be put aside, as Ash leaned closer, making sure the shared bodyheat helped with the situation.*

How long before we end up like one of them frozen meals?

[de_facto_alpha]

Too long... *Stuart looked around them, at the frost that speckled the pinkish meat and his breath curling up into the air* At the moment we're warming the room up... Like when you put jelly into the fridge without letting it cool first?

*not that it felt like that. He was shuddering now, and he leaned in as well, just trying to get as much contact with the bigger man as possible*

[de_facto_omega]

*Automatically, Ashley wrapped his arm around Stuart's back, rubbing it to try and increase his blood's circulation.*

We should have brought our jackets. Even if we were just stepping in for a minute, I knew we needed to bring our jackets.

*It was surely the nagging voice of his Mum in his head, reminding him to look after himself. For once she had been right.*

[de_facto_alpha]

Shoulda, woulda, coulda... Doesn't make any difference now. Unless you have a TARDIS tucked away in that bag. *he nods his head to the side in a shrug* And if you do we won't really need to worry about getting out coats.

*he turned to face Ashley, to give him a thankful smile* Your lips are going blue...