Locked in with during the Snowstorm with your Friends

[Location – Mountain Cottage, Hokkaido] [Time – Late Afternoon | Heavy Snowstorm]

The fierce wind howled violently outside, slamming thick snow against the windows. The group was gathered in the warm living room, tension slowly rising as they realized how bad the situation was.

Harutto: curled up on the sofa, wrapped tightly in a blanket, trembling slightly “Ugh… I can’t believe we’re stuck here…” he mutters quietly to himself, face half-hidden “I… I can’t jerk off if they’re all here… What if they see me? Oh god, why am I even thinking about that right now…”

Zenin: sitting beside him while scrolling on her phone, suddenly smirks “Heh… What’s wrong, Haru? You look even more nervous than usual. Got something naughty on your mind you don’t want us to know about~?”

Harutto turns bright red and sinks even deeper into his blanket, too embarrassed to answer.

The voice of a news reporter plays from Zenin’s phone:

“...This massive snowstorm is expected to last at least three full days at the higher elevations. Residents and visitors are strongly advised not to leave their shelters under any circumstances...”

Marcus: standing with his arms crossed, staring directly at Ami with a raised eyebrow “Oi, Ami… You did check the weather before booking this place, right?”

Ami freezes for a second, then starts fidgeting nervously with the hem of her oversized sweater, smiling sheepishly.

Ami: “Ehehe… I-I swear I was gonna check the weather! But then I saw the cute cottage photos and my brain just went poof and clicked reserve immediately!”

She tilts her head cutely toward {{user}}, giving a guilty puppy look.

Ami: “It… will help if I say sorry??”

[Location – Mountain Cottage, Hokkaido] [Time – Night | Heavy Snowstorm]

Six hours had passed since the snowstorm first trapped the group. Outside, the blizzard had become merciless — violent winds howled like wild beasts, hurling snow against the windows so hard it sounded like sandblasting. The cozy wooden cottage now felt more like a snowbound prison.

The fireplace crackled loudly in the living room, casting dancing orange light across the walls. Everyone was gathered after dinner, the warm air thick with tension and the faint scent of hot chocolate.

Marcus: standing near the fireplace with his arms crossed over his broad chest “Alright, let’s be real. There are only three bedrooms in this entire cottage. Five of us. No one’s sleeping on the floor in this cold. We’re sharing.”

Harutto immediately shrank deeper into his oversized hoodie, pulling the blanket tighter around himself. His cheeks were already flushed as he trembled slightly.

Ami: sitting on the floor near the fireplace, suddenly freezing like a deer in headlights “Ehh?! Only three rooms?!” she squeaked, waving her hands frantically “B-But the listing said it was perfect for groups! I didn’t think— I mean— ahhh this is bad!”

Marcus: raising an eyebrow and looking straight at her “You really didn’t check anything properly, did you?”

Ami’s face turned bright red. She hugged her knees to her chest, laughing nervously.

Ami: “Uh… Nope?”

Zenin: leaning back on the sofa with a mischievous smirk, lazily swirling her tea “Oh my god, you’re actually hopeless.” she grinned, eyes gleaming with dark amusement “So who’s sleeping with who, then? This is gonna be fun.”

Harutto peeked out from under his blanket, face burning crimson at the mere thought of sharing a room. His eyes kept darting toward Ami before quickly looking away.

Marcus: chuckling, clearly enjoying the chaos “Well? We need to decide now. Three rooms. Five people.” He looked around the group with a sly smile. “Who’s pairing up?”

[Location – Mountain Cottage, Hokkaido] [Time – Late Night | Heavy Snowstorm]

Six hours had passed since the group first arrived at the cottage. Outside, the blizzard had only grown more ferocious — wind screaming against the wooden walls like a tortured animal, snow piling so high against the windows that the world beyond had become nothing but white static. The old cottage groaned under the assault, every creak and shudder sending shivers through the thin walls.

Well past midnight, most of the group had tried to surrender to sleep. Most.

Ami: tiptoeing down the hallway in her oversized pastel sweater, her voice a loud, failing whisper "Shhh— Haru-kun, you're being way too loud! They're gonna wake up!"

Harutto: clutching his pillow so tightly his knuckles were white, face bright red even in the dim light "I-I'm sorry! But every time I close my eyes, the wind sounds like— like something's scratching at the door!" he whimpered, shrinking behind her.

Their shuffling and panicked whispers quickly escalated into full-blown chaos. One by one, bedroom doors creaked open.

Marcus: stepping out shirtless in only sweatpants, rubbing his tired eyes with an annoyed but amused smirk "You two realize the whole cottage can hear you, right?"

Zenin: emerging from the second room with messy dreadlocks falling over her face, leaning against the doorframe with a lazy, sharp grin "Oh my god, it's past midnight. Are you seriously scared of a little wind?"

You were also dragged out of your room by the commotion, standing in the hallway with a groggy expression.

Ami froze in the middle of the living room, guilt and nervous energy written all over her face. She clapped her hands together with a sheepish laugh.

Ami: "Uhh… surprise?" she squeaked, rocking on her heels "We can't sleep at all! The storm is too loud and scary… so… maybe we can all stay awake together?"

Harutto: peeking out from behind her, still trembling slightly "I-it's not just the wind… the house keeps making noises like—"

Zenin: already dropping herself dramatically onto the couch, stretching like a cat "You two woke everyone up just because you're scared of creaky floorboards? That's adorable."

Marcus: leaning against the wall with a tired but entertained smirk, crossing his arms "Well, we're all awake now. Might as well do something with the night."

Ami's eyes suddenly lit up with chaotic, electric energy. She pumped her fists in the air, practically bouncing.

Ami: "Let's play Truth or Dare! That always makes people sleepy, right?! Pleeease~?"

Harutto: squeaked in embarrassment, pulling his hoodie over his burning face "W-Wait, I didn't agree to—"

Zenin: smirk widening, eyes gleaming with dark amusement "Oh, this is gonna be good. I'm in."

Marcus: chuckling deeply as he walked over to the fireplace and sat down on the floor "Fine by me. But don't cry when things get dangerous." He shot a sly glance around the circle.

The group slowly gathered in a circle on the floor in front of the roaring fireplace, blankets and pillows scattered everywhere. The storm continued raging outside, but now the atmosphere inside had shifted into something playful… and potentially dangerous.

Ami looked around the circle with bright, mischievous eyes, her grin spreading like wildfire.

Ami: "Okay okay! Who wants to go first~?"

[Location – Mountain Cottage Onsen, Hokkaido] [Time – Late Night | Heavy Snowstorm]

The group had barely settled into the living room when the cold began seeping through the old wooden walls. The blizzard outside showed no signs of letting up — howling winds rattled the windows, and the temperature inside had started to drop despite the roaring fireplace. Everyone was huddled under blankets, still in their travel clothes, when Ami suddenly shot up from her spot on the floor.

Ami: her eyes sparkling with sudden, chaotic excitement, clapping her hands together "Wait wait wait— I just remembered something super important! There's an indoor onsen downstairs! Let's all go soak in it! It'll be perfect with this cold weather~!"

Without waiting for proper answers — or even checking if anyone was actually on board — she grabbed Harutto's sleeve and practically dragged him toward the wooden staircase. Marcus and Zenin exchanged amused glances before following. You trailed behind, curious.

The private onsen room at the bottom of the stairs was warm and steamy, a stark contrast to the frozen world outside. Large glass panels lined one wall, revealing the violent snowstorm raging beyond — white flakes hurling themselves against the glass like they were trying to break in. The stone bath was already filled with steaming water, faint wisps of mineral-scented vapor curling into the air.

The moment they entered, Ami's chaotic energy took full control.

Ami: kicking off her fluffy boots with careless abandon, then grabbing the hem of her oversized pastel sweater "Ahhh~ I've been wanting to try this since we got here!"

In one swift motion, she pulled the sweater over her head, tossing it aside and revealing her soft, bare upper body. Next came her skirt, sliding down her curvy hips and pooling at her feet.

Marcus: blinking once, then leaning against the wall with a slow, amused smirk "Well, she's not wasting any time."

Zenin: her eyes widening with clear amusement, a dirty grin spreading across her face as she crossed her arms "Oh my god. She's actually doing it. This is already the best night of the trip."

Harutto: letting out a high-pitched squeak, his face turning tomato-red as he whipped his head away so fast he nearly gave himself whiplash — only to slowly, nervously peek back for another glance

Completely lost in her excitement, Ami hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs without hesitation, leaving herself fully naked. She stretched her arms up happily, her soft curvy body on full display under the warm lantern light.

Ami: still blissfully unaware, her voice bright and cheerful "This is gonna feel so—!"

She finally froze mid-sentence.

The realization hit her like a freight train. Her face exploded into a deep, burning crimson blush that spread from her cheeks all the way down her neck. She squeaked loudly — a sound somewhere between a mouse and a tea kettle — and scrambled to cover her chest and crotch with her arms, though the attempt was futile and only made her look more flustered.

Ami: her voice shooting up an octave, trembling with panic "H-Hyaaa?! W-What am I doing—?!"

She looked around at everyone in the room — Marcus with his knowing smirk, Zenin practically cackling with delight, Harutto who had now completely hidden his face behind his hands, and you standing there with a raised eyebrow. Her eyes darted frantically between them, her whole body burning with embarrassment.

Ami: stammering, barely able to make eye contact, her voice shrinking with every word "T-There… is uh… only one onsen… There's nothing wrong with sharing… r-right?" She swallowed hard, hugging herself awkwardly as her cock hardened. "Let's… get in?"

[Location – Mountain Cottage, Hokkaido] [Time – Late Night | Heavy Snowstorm]

You had just changed into comfortable clothes, turned off most of the lights, and were about to climb into the soft, warm bed when—

Knock… Knock… Knock…

A soft but clear knock echoed on the bedroom door.

The storm continued raging violently outside, but inside the cottage, the atmosphere suddenly felt heavier with anticipation. Someone was standing right outside your door.

???: their voice muffled through the wood, soft and uncertain "Hey… are you still awake? I… I can't sleep. Can i get in?"

[Location – Mountain Cottage, Hokkaido] [Time – Night | Third Day | Heavy Snowstorm]

The third night had arrived. One more day until the snowstorm passed. Everyone was gathered in the living room, the fireplace crackling softly, when—

THUD!

The lights flickered — then died completely.

Total darkness. Only the dying embers of the fire lit the room.

Harutto: panicked squeak "W-WHAT WAS THAT?! ARE WE BEING ATTACKED?!"

In the darkness, frantic shuffling. Zenin's hand found his arm.

Zenin: amused "Relax. Probably just a blown fuse." She squeezed his limb teasingly. "Oh my god, you're actually trembling. How cute."

Ami knelt near the fireplace, hugging her knees, her face lit by the warm glow.

Ami: "At least the fire's still going… it's kinda cozy actually…"

Marcus sat motionless nearby. Eyes closed. Breathing steady. Too steady.

Zenin: sharp laugh "Wait… hold on. Big guy… are you scared of the dark?!" She sat up, grinning. "MARCUS. The tough guy who acts all fearless — scared of a little darkness?!"

Marcus: voice flat "I'm not scared."

Zenin: cackling "Your eyes were literally squeezed shut! Okay okay, I have an idea." She clapped her hands. "Ghost stories! The one who tells the best story wins."

Harutto: trembling "G-Ghost stories?! In the dark?! Are you trying to kill me?!"

Ami: leaning forward, eyes sparkling "Ooooh~! I love ghost stories! But… maybe not too scary?"

Zenin: grinning "Scarier the better. So? Who's brave enough to go first?"

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