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The chilling wind howled, gusts of biting cold making their way through the young cat's thick parka. Even with such a heavy garment, Daniel was not protected from the freezing wind and snow. "I'm so cold.." Daniel huffed out, covering his face with one hand, to keep snow out of his bloodshot eyes. The poor cat dragged his feet through the snow, leaving long gashes in the white snow; he trudged through it, making slow but steady progress. "D-don't worry, we're almost there. The shack is only a bit away.." He whispered, his teeth chattering noisily. Daniel squeezed his eyes shut and continued to march onwards. Was this worth it? Was all this pain and suffering worth being with his boyfriend? Daniel didn't doubt it, not one bit. Besides, this was the only way he could possibly be with him. A relationship with a micro was strictly prohibited, with death as a punishment. If things went well, though, Daniel and Nick would be able to escape north, where the micros dwelled. While they weren't particularly friendly towards non-micros, he was sure he could appeal to the courts there. Micros could certainly use the help from a norm, and not just a resentful prisoner of war. "The cabin..! Nicky, we're here!" Daniel smiled weakly, and took a couple of wobbly steps toward the shoddy cabin. He glanced over his shoulder, but he couldn't see his tracks anymore. The blizzard wiped them clean in a matter of minutes. Daniel slowly stepped up onto the snowy porch, making sure to watch his steps. Once he was on even footing, he dug into his pocket and pulled out a small brass key, and a small wolf! He cradled the wolf in one paw, while he unlocked the heavy wooden door with the other. "D-Daniel..?" A weak and quiet voice came from the cat's paw. Daniel shut the door behind himself, and shrugged off the parka. It was cold, inside, but not nearly as cold as it was outside. Once his jacket was draped over an old coathanger, the cat finally responded to his boyfriend. He placed the lupine on his nose, and smiled weakly. "Daniel.. I can't feel my legs." The three inch wolf stared into one of Daniel's eyes; gazing into the pool of deep blue. Nicky tried to return the smile, but he couldn't quite get his facial muscles to do his bidding. "I'll warm you up, okay? D'you remember what we used to do, when it was cold outside?" Daniel murmured, stroking along Nicky's back, using a single finger. He made his way to a small bed that was shoved up against a corner. "I remember.." Nicky breathed out, dragging his tongue over his cracked lips. He rested his head on the cold fur of his boyfriend's muzzle. He was so very tired. Daniel plopped down, sitting on the bare bed. In one fluid gesture, he slid the wolf down into his hand, and from there, onto the soft cushion of the bed. The cat stooped down and undid the laces on one of his heavy boots, before sliding a socked foot out. Daniel propped his foot on his lap, and rubbed at the damp but cold sock; not even his feet had escaped the blizzard. With any luck, though, he wouldn't have any frostbite on his toes. Nicky watched as his boyfriend kneaded his finger into his socked foot. A weak smile crossed his muzzle, as he recalled a memory from just a month earlier.... Daniel grinned teasingly, raising his foot high above Nikki's head. "You're pretty far from your country, little dog. Don't you know what we do to micros, down here?" The cat flexed his toes, causing the sharp claws to slide out of their sheaths. Nikki emitted a little yip, as he slowly scooted backwards, on

his rump. It took a good amount of willpower to keep himself from grinning back, or giggling. He cleared his throat, a faint smile still on his face. "N-no, please! I was only passing through, sir!" Nikki squeaked out, eyes glued to the massive foot above him. "Maybe I'll just 'pass through' one of your cities and see how you'll like it!" The cat retorted, stifling a giggle. He cleared his throat once more, attempting his most menacing voice. "Lemme show you what happens to naughty little spies.." With that, the feline's immense foot lowered down, right onto Nikki! Of course, Daniel hardly put any pressure on that foot, for fear of harming his tiny boyfriend. He simply rested his warm, and slightly damp foot right on the wolf. Nicky closed his eyes shut, letting out a shaky little moan, as the cat's moist and malleable solepad enveloped him. Each breath was laden with his boyfriend's potent musk, fresh from his shoe. It was overwhelming and heady, but little Nicky adored every second of it. Meanwhile, Daniel cautiously ground his foot, as if snuffing out an imaginary cigarette. This simple action practically ruined Nicky's fur; it ended up matted, sweaty, and wildly ruffled. Of course, Daniel was always careful when he roleplayed with his boyfriend. Despite the tiny lupine often encouraging him to press harder, the cat was always nervous about pressing -too- hard, and ending up with a smear of a boyfriend. A loud squeak came from beneath Daniel's foot, and a toothy grin spread across his face. He rubbed his sole into the small sticky spot, enjoying the heat it provided. "That was faster than usual, wolfie. Normally, I have to jam your head between my toes, and rub all that sweat and gunk off on you. I guess you were pretty horny, huh?" Daniel smiled, and removed his foot, revealing a panting and sweat dampened wolf. "That was amazing.. Mmph.. I think it's better when we do it, right after you peel your socks off." The wolf muttered, basking in an afterglow comprised of cat sweat and wolf seed. "I love you, Danny.." "I love you too, my little paw-slut."... "Nicky? Are you alright?" Nikki blinked and shook his head, clearing the vision from his eyes. He nodded hesitantly, and rubbed at a closed eye. "I-I'm fine, Danny. I was just daydreaming." Daniel nodded, finally releasing his foot, letting it rest atop the worn material of his boots. He scooped up the little wolf and set him on his chest, in a sea of soft white fur. "Are you glad we made it here? The hard part is finally over! We've just gotta make it to the border, tomorrow, and we'll be fine. We'll be inseparable." The cat smiled cheerfully and reached out, petting the small wolf. "We'll be together, forever, just like we planned." Nicky smiled tiredly, nearly asleep by now. He nuzzled into the petting, and murmured quietly. "That's the only way I want it, Danny."