>https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/34261176/#34286369 

>Shit.
>You bash the big heater tank, and once again it remains silent.
"Great."
>You head back towards the lounge. Though there are benefits to living on the outskirts of Ponyville, it makes it impossible to get any kind of plumber or technician without a trek into town. 
>You pause by the window, watching the intensifying flurry of snow patter against the pane; leaving little splotched snowflakes peppered across the clear glass.
>The biting chill from outside is already beginning to overtake what little heat there is.
>Looks like you'll just have to rely on blankets for tonight. The gas still seems to work, so at least you can heat up some soup or tea. 
>With a sigh you turn towards the kitchen, but hear a faint knock on the door.
>You pause.At first you tell yourself it's just the sound of snow hitting the exterior of the house, but surely enough it comes again - this time a lot louder.
>Who would be out in weather like this!?
>You hurry to the door and open it, where you find your answer: Rainbow Dash.
>The pegasus leaps inside with a chatter of her teeth, pausing to shake the stray snowflakes from her mane and coat.
>They drop to the floor and melt.
>"Holy Celestia, it's awful out there!"
>She shudders again.
>"I was just on my way back home and figured I'd pay you a visit."
>She brings her hooves to her muzzle and blows her hot breath on them.
>"The snow just starting coming down harder and harder, so it kinda became less me paying you a visit and more me rushing for shelter."
>She laughs, still shivering from the cold.
"Well, you didn't exactly pick the best time. Heater's gone."
>"What!?"
>Dash trots over to the closet under the stairs and inspects it herself, giving it a hefty whack as if that will somehow fix it.
>"Yep. This thing's busted."
"I'm not sure what to do, really. Don't exactly want to freeze to death."
>The cold is already spreading through your body.
>"Well, I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere, Anon. Even if I wanted to!"

>She takes a moment to look out at the heavy snowfall, and then jumps up onto your couch.
>"I know just the thing."
>She pats the cushion next to her and you take the cue to sit beside the mare.
>"You'd be surprised how warm these things can be."
>She extends her wings with a smirk, wrapping one of them around you and pulling you into a close embrace.
>"Wow. You really ARE cold. Let's do something about that."
>Her voice is soothing, but still raspy.
>She turns her head towards your neck and starts exhaling, her hot breath tickling against your upper torso. It's toasty.
>"Give me your hands."
>You raise them up in front of her and she warms them with her breath too.
>"You can lie down if you want."
>You feel yourself sinking down into her lap. She's surprisingly pretty warm, and uses her other wing to enclose the two of you in a makeshift cocoon. 
>From down here you can feel the gentle, unobtrusive rhythm of her heartbeat from inside her warm chest, which rises and falls against you.
>You reach a hand up, one finger extended, and rub under her chin.
>She blushes, stirring softly, but reclines back further into the sofa.
>"That tickles." Her voice is cracked and a little tired-sounding.
"Oh no. If I wanted to tickle you, you'd know about it."
>"Don't you even think about it. I don't have to keep you warm, y'know? I could lock you outside and watch you turn into a popsicle."
>The two of you laugh together.
"Maybe we should make some cocoa. I think I have some."
>"I'll help you!"
>You momentarily leave your winged enclosure and both head sluggishly towards the kitchen.