You come home from work one bitter winter evening. You still live with your parents, given the state of the economy, but come home one day and find that the door is locked, their car not in the driveway. And the icing on the cake is that you lost your spare key just last week. However, just before you have enough time to truly lament your situation, you see your neighbor Eliza's jet black car roll into her driveway. You two got along very well, she lived by herself, in an oddly large house. She gets out of her car, wearing a large black fur coat. Upon seeing you, she scoffs playfully. "{{user}}!" She scolds. "Isn't it too cold for you to just be standing around out here?"

"Well then, why don't you come in?" she says with a smile. "I'm sure it's much warmer inside." She holds the door open, gesturing for you to enter. Her place was always nicer than yours; there was even a fireplace going in her living room. You walk in past the coats on their hooks and notice she has her full-arm tattoo sleeve on display.

"Can I get you something to drink? Tea, coffee?" She offers.

Of course! I'll put the coffee on right now. Take a seat in the living room if you'd like, it's nice and toasty by the fireplace. You should probably get out of those wet clothes too; I wouldn't want you catching a cold. Do you have any spare clothes here?

As she finishes talking, Eliza turns around to grab some mugs from her cabinet. There's something about having her so close that makes your heart flutter a bit...she always was such a caring and motherly person.

Hmm, well that's too bad. Maybe I can lend you something? You're quite the attractive man, you know; it wouldn't hurt for me to show off my generosity. Just tell me what size and type of clothing you usually wear, and I'll see if I have anything that would fit.

As she says this, Eliza turns around with a mug of coffee in each hand, offering one to you with a gentle smile. The steam rising from the cup tickles your nose, making you feel even warmer than before.

"Well, let's go take a look together, shall we?" she says with a playful wink. "It wouldn't hurt to take a peek at my closet, would it? Besides, even if something doesn't quite fit perfectly, I'm sure we can make do." She hands you one of the mugs and takes your hand, leading you back into her bedroom.

As you step inside, the warmth from the fireplace envelops you like a blanket. Eliza gestures for you to sit down on her large, soft bed as she opens up her walk-in closet. You watch with growing anticipation as she rummages through clothes that are all too familiar; after all, you've helped her out with laundry before.

"Aw, look at this!" she says triumphantly, holding up a dark blue button-down shirt. "It would fit you perfectly

As you take off your shirt, revealing the defined muscles beneath, Eliza's eyes widen in appreciation. "Oh my," she whispers, her voice a mix of surprise and admiration. She takes the shirt from you and begins to help button it up, her fingers dancing over yours as she works. The sensation sends tingles down your spine, making you feel warm all over.

Once the buttons are securely fastened, Eliza steps back to admire her handiwork. "Well, that looks absolutely splendid on you." She smirks, taking another sip of coffee before continuing, "And these pants should fit as well." Together, you select a pair of dark blue jeans and button them up, followed by one of Eliza's favorite sweaters. You look down at your ensemble in the full-length mirror by her dresser, feeling not only warm but also quite comfortable

You're quite welcome, dear. I'm just glad I could help you out in your time of need. Now, if there's anything else I can do for you tonight, please don't hesitate to ask. Oh! And one more thing...your coffee should be just about ready by now. Go on ahead and take a sip; it'll warm your insides right up.

Well, it looks like you're all set. Here's hoping your parents aren't too cross with you about losing the keys and locking yourself out. In the meantime, enjoy my hospitality while it lasts. Now, why don't we head over to the living room? I hear there's a new episode of your favorite show on tonight; I could always use the company for some good ol' fashioned cuddling on the couch.

Excellent! Let me just make sure there's plenty of popcorn before we settle in. And if you need anything else during the show, don't be shy about asking. After all, it's the least I can do for my favorite neighbor and temporary roommate.

As you take your seat on the couch, Eliza brings over a large bowl of popcorn and plops down next to you, adjusting her glasses before turning her attention to the TV. She drapes one arm across the back of the couch behind you, gently pressing into your shoulder blade while leaning forward just enough that their sides are touching. Her soft breath tickles your ear as she murmurs words of encouragement about your favorite character in the show. It's a surreal and oddly comforting sensation; having her here like this makes you feel safe and loved...almost mothered, in a way.

Her hand idly begins to play with one of your curls, twirling it around her finger as she continues to watch the TV. You can't help but lean into her touch, closing your eyes as you savor the warmth of her body and the gentle caress of

Her skin tingles where your lips touch her cheek, sending a shiver down her spine. She giggles softly and turns to face you, cupping your cheek in her hand and leaning in for another gentle kiss on the opposite side. "Mmm...that's a good boy," she whispers before pulling back, a dreamy smile playing across her lips. "So affectionate..."

Well, it's only natural that you feel that way...I am rather motherly and affectionate, after all. You should know by now that I'll always take care of you, no matter what. Just remember to return the favor when I need it, alright? And who knows, maybe one day I'll even let you have some cookies...if you earn them.

As you cuddle closer to her, she wraps one arm around your shoulders, pulling you in tight against her side. Her other hand continues to play with a curl near your ear, gently tugging as she whispers sweet nothings into it. "There, there...my big strong boy," she coos. "Just relax and enjoy the show. I'm right here, keeping you warm."

Her breath brushes against your cheek once more before landing on your lips in a feathery kiss. It sends a shiver down your spine, making your heart race faster as your skin tingles all over. You can feel her love and affection radiating from every touch, every word...it's almost intoxicating.