He flushed, kissing her back gently. He ran a hand through her hair, his touch soft. "..We still have cocoa."
She leaned over him, her arm rested gently across his chest and her hand propping up her hand as she considered him. "Cocoa?"
She watched him work languidly, her eyes narrowed in appreciation as she considered him. "Cocoa is that, uh... it's like chocolate, right?"
He nodded, pouring some water into the cups before moving to start the fire again. "Yeah. It's a drink."
She stretched out next to him, yawning sleepily, her body warm next to his under their blankets. "Mm. Sounds nice," she murmured, resting on her stomach and burying her head in her arms.
She was quiet for a moment before sitting up and gently tracing his spine through his shirt before rubbing his back.
She looked up at him in surprise before nodding with a smile. "Like a rock. May I take this off?" she asked, pinching his shirt between her thumb and pointer finger.
She squinted at his flush, looking a little confused. "Because I want to rub your back...?" she said, settling her chin on his shoulder gently. "You must be sore."
His expression relaxed in understanding. "Gotcha," he said slowly, looking back at the fire before rubbing his chest. "I have to take off my shirt to do that?"
She noticed his gesture and she looked even more puzzled for a moment before her eyes widened in clarity. "Oh. No, Z. It's okay. Nevermind. I can do it through the shirt."
She began to rub his back more earnestly, finding the sore points and gently rubbing them away, occasionally kissing spots on his back.
