"Mmmm....such a tough decision...either way we'll be in very close..contact, mmm maybe both, first cuddling, Miss Icy," He chuckled tucking a loose hair behind her cute pony ears. He closed his eyes for a moment. That dumb dream..hallucination was wrong, it had to be.
"Aw, you ponies are just spoilsports. What's the worse that can happen?" Sliverpine huffed, his ears drooping slightly.
(Obviously this is inviting an arc where Sliverpine falls sick with cold.)
"Oh my Silverpine, guess they rather see me lick the syrup off you instead," She winked stifling a chuckle.