Warnings/Tags: camping, sharing a tent, sharing a sleeping bag, sharing a bed, cuddling, cuddling for warmth, flirting, a bit dialogue heavy like usual, no sex yet
Length: about 1750
Ch. 1 Summary: It's survival 101 - body heat is the best way to keep warm. And skin on skin is the best way to generate that body heat.
It is an unusually cold night on a camping trip: Sam and Danny need to heat up if they want to go to sleep and still have toes in the morning.
Author's Notes: Because I plan on each chapter being different, I will give each it's own section of tags/warnings/summaries/notes.
I absolutely love the sensation of skin on skin contact, not even in a sexual way - just as a primal, intimate, platonic form of human connection. It grounds me, and I'd like to think it grounds them too, though honestly I couldn't resist myself and I DID make this turn sexual. Oops (not)
Absolutely inspired by Luna65 and her lovely work, and everyone else who writes Greta Fiction. I love this community and all that it puts out
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"Get your ass inside, Wagner, stop fucking around before you catch pneumonia, " Sam yelled, voice carrying harsh through the frigid, crackling air.
Danny huffed out a breath, a cloud of vapor dissipating from his mouth.
"Nearly done, Sam-a," he called, throwing his voice over his shoulder so it would carry towards the tent. "Just need to finish locking away the beer and fishing stuff."
"What, afraid the 'coons are gonna steal our tackle?" Sam snorted.
"No, but the neighbors might. Rowdy Rudy is here again."
"Oh god, not that asshole. When did he even arrive?"
"Right before you got in here," Danny said, finally crawling into the tent after finishing cleaning up and taking his boots off. "You probably didn't notice that monstrosity of a truck pull up in your drunken haze, but I sure did."
"Man, he's so annoying. Always sleazing around looking for alcohol to mooch, or for someone to listen to his god-awful stories."
Danny nodded in agreement. Rowdy Rudy was rude as hell, crude, lewd, smellier than a drunk skunk and always trying to butt into things in the hopes of getting some free drugs. And, he always seemed to come around about the same time as the boys went camping and disappear right before they noticed all of their missing stuff.
"Also, hey, I'm not completely drunk! I just wanted to stay warm. And get some of that Mullberry wine before Josh gets back and drinks it all," Sam added on, sipping from the bottle.
"Okay, but honestly, who brings *Mullberry wine* on a camping trip?" Danny asked, completely perplexed as to why Josh insisted on it. Wine was not a camping alcohol.
"I'm not sure, but I don't really care. This stuff is fucking delicious!"
"Okay, well don't drink it all or Joshie will be pissed at you. He seemed to want it for something."
"Like what?" Sam pondered, handing the bottle over so Danny could try it. "Is he trying to woo someone? Who? We're in the middle of the fucking woods!"
"Maybe he's trying to get it on with a tree, he seems to really love them!" Danny cracked.
Sam laughed.
"I don't know, but you're right, this is really good."
Sam nodded, taking a final swig of the now mostly empty bottle and setting it aside. Whoops. Well, Josh shouldn't have left it there.
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Skin on Skin, Hearts Laid Bare (Sanny)
FanficThey start off cuddling as a necessity in chilly tents and cramped car rides, but it eventually becomes something more. Sam finds that there isn't a safer place in the world, no where else he'd rather be, than when he's wrapped up in his best friend...
