In a certain garden, around a tree, Alex held Maria's chin, peering into her ice-blue eyes while her pert lips stood an inch away from his.
Captivated by Alex's heterochromia eyes, Maria fell into a trance, allowing their silent exchange to prolong into a languorous standoff.
Alex wrapped his arm around her waist, pressing her tighter against his chest. Their warm breaths intertwined, prompting Maria to act.
Rising to her toes, the Ice Empress pressed her lips against Alex's lips. The Black Prince's grin broadened, and his tongue sneaked past Maria's lips, latching on and coiling with her tongue while their spit meshed and his hands roamed her luscious body.