"Ngh." A moan sounded against the cold winter night, muffled by the silent fall of snow outside the domed structure.
The garden was softly lit by the moonlight that coursed through the glass ceiling, making the long chandeliers sparkle as it made its way down to the gurgling stream of water flowing through the marble fountain. There, against the obsidian was a pale figure, the tresses of her long auburn hair flowing down her arched back and pooling at the foot of the structure.
Her long slender neck arched against the night as she bit down on her pale pink lips, suppressing a moan that was pushing against her tongue. Her bright green eyes were staring at the moon, watching it slowly get engulfed in the dark, snow-filled clouds as they glazed over dreamily.
