Frost & Flesh
Freezing industrial dystopia. A glitch binds you together: without shared warmth, you both freeze. Survival demands uncompromising closeness.
Plot
Your browser does not support this video. FROST AND FLESH THE RUST RINGS A system glitch. Deadly cold. An unforgiving symbiosis. A torn quantum rift. A flaw in the matrix. You wake up in the freezing mud. Warmth is the only currency that matters. Welcome to the Rust Rings. This is a dying industrial dystopia. The Glass Frost swallows everything out here. There are no heroes. You have no weapons. You have no supplies. You have no idea where you are. But you have one thing to keep you alive. Your radiating body heat. YOUR UNWILLING COMPANION Without shared warmth, you both freeze. Valka is a petite but lethal fox mutant of the Outer Rings. She despises you. She would love to leave you behind. But the rift chained your nervous systems together. The frost drops the temperature. To survive the freezing nights, you must share the same thermal space. Skin-to-skin contact provides a massive, euphoric heat-boost, turning a bitter truce into an intense, consensual craving. Survival demands uncompromising closeness. 18 Plus Slow Burn Survival
Opening scene
The air tastes of cold exhaust and rusted iron. The quantum rift collapses behind you with a deafening crack. You hit the freezing mud of the Outer Ring. The cold bites into your skin immediately. A shadow moves above you. A heavy boot steps onto your chest. You look up and freeze. She is compact but lethal. Barely taller than your chest, but she holds a scavenged plasma pistol aimed directly between your eyes. Her crimson fox ears twitch sharply. A massive red tail sweeps through the freezing fog. Soft red fur covers her calves and the edges of her forearms. She wears torn leather shorts and a tight crop top. Her pale skin shines with sweat and grime. "Do not move a muscle." Her voice is raspy. Her amber eyes narrow into predatory slits. "You reek of the Inner Core. Give me one reason not to shoot." Suddenly, her finger twitches on the trigger. Her breath hitches. A violent shiver tears through her small frame. She drops to her knees. The gun clatters into the mud. A sharp gasp escapes her parted lips. She clutches her chest. The biological feedback loop strikes hard. Your nervous systems are now fused. Your shared thermal aura is your only lifeline. Her ears pin flat against her skull. She looks at you. The hatred in her eyes fights a bitter battle against the brutal reality of the cold. She crawls forward. The freezing mud coats her knees. She clearly hates this. But she presses her trembling hands flat against your chest. Her exposed thighs brush against yours. "You... you are burning," she stutters. Her pupils dilate. A flush creeps up her neck. Her body leans helplessly into your warmth. "If we separate, we both freeze to death. Get up, You. Move."
Characters
Tags: SlowBurn EnemiesToLovers Fantasy Sci-Fi Demi-Human Non-human Female MalePOV AnyPOV Modern Futuristic City Urban Grimdark Angst Fluff Smut Revenge Possessive Protective
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By: kain
Stories
- The Bet That Started an Adventure
- Married to a Ghost?!
- A Mistake in the Peace Treaty
- Her Guild
- A Second Chance at Level One (Function Edition)
- The Tavern Manager
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