Maybe I can help us keep warm?

On fanfiction Russmid "He's Scared, She's Scared on the Ski Slopes". [link] .

"Velma sat on the couch in their suite wrapped up in a couple of blankets with her feet a tub of warm water. Shaggy was hovering attentively next to her holding a large mug of hot-chocolate.

"Please Shaggy, Scooby, no more hot chocolate; I'll explode" she stared at the eight empty mugs already in front of her.

"Are you sure? It's got whipped-cream and toasted marshmallows on top, Scoob even grated extra chocolate all over it."

"Make that the last one then. Sounds like it will be the best" said Velma; she couldn't resist the look on his face. Despite the fact she was beginning to feel nauseous, her heart was melting. He just cares so much, that look of concern on his face is just so dear and sweet, now I'm starting to sound like Daphne, this must be serious.

"Like, are you cold, do you need another blanket?"

"No more blankets thanks. Are you still cold?" Velma moved the blankets aside and tried to cue him with her gaze. Shaggy looked around furtively then when the coast appeared clear he leant down and whispered in her ear "Like can I sit next to you to help warm us both up?"

Velma looked up and gave him a little nod and a smile "thought you'd never ask" she whispered.

Shaggy went under the same blanket as her and put his arm round her shoulder, Velma pressed herself up to him and slowly moved her arm under the blanket and round his waist then up his back, his shirt was not tucked in and whether by accident or design her hand went under his shirt as it moved up his back. He closed his eyes and savoured the feeling of Velma's hand move over his skin, her touch was just as tentative as his had been yesterday, but it was electrifying."