The dorm room was cold, colder than usual for a place nestled in the heart of Beacon Academy. Sonic lay in his bed, shivering and sweating, his brow furrowed in discomfort. The door creaked open, and Weiss entered, her expression a mix of concern and annoyance.
"Sonic, what are you doing?" she scolded, her voice sharp. "You're supposed to be resting, not exerting yourself."
Sonic tried to sit up, but Weiss was having none of it. She playfully swatted his hand away and moved to the window, throwing it open. A blast of cold air filled the room, and Sonic sighed, sinking back into his pillows.
"Weiss, what are you doing?" he asked, his voice weak.
"Fresh air is good for you," she replied, her tone teasing. "Besides, it's a cold day in Beacon. Might as well embrace it."
Sonic couldn't help but chuckle at her logic. He lay back, his eyes closed, as Weiss moved to his side. She reached for his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. Sonic's toned upper body was revealed, and Weiss couldn't help but stare. She bit her lip, her gaze lingering on his chest.
"Here, let me help you cool down," she said, her voice soft.
Weiss grabbed a wet rag from the nearby basin and started to wipe down Sonic's chest. He whimpered and moaned as the cold rag touched his skin, his body tensing. Weiss's legs rubbed together as she felt a growing arousal from touching Sonic's body.
As she continued to wipe him down, she couldn't help but notice the growing bulge in Sonic's pants. She gasped, her hand pausing mid-stroke. Sonic's cock was becoming more prominent, and Weiss couldn't help but reach for it.
Her hands only made it halfway around, and Weiss couldn't help but smirk. She started to pump his cock with slow, teasing strokes, causing him to whimper her name.
"Be a good boy and let me take care of you," Weiss whispered in his ear, her voice husky.
Sonic's breath hitched as Weiss continued to stroke him, his hips starting to thrust into her hand. Weiss increased her pace, causing Sonic to moan louder and louder.
"Weiss, please," he begged, his voice strained.
Weiss leaned in, whispering dirty encouragements in his ear. Sonic's moans became louder and louder, until he finally reached his climax, leaving Weiss satisfied and smirking.
"Good boy," she said, patting his head.
Sonic chuckled, his body relaxing. Weiss pulled the blankets up over him, tucking him in.
"Now, get some rest," she said, her tone firm.
Sonic nodded, his eyes closing. Weiss smiled, satisfied with her work.
The dorm room was still cold, but Sonic was no longer shivering. Weiss's touch had warmed him up, in more ways than one.
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