[Warning: Very matured scenes from this point.]
"Your smell is so addicting, I can't help but go to you," were Chris' parting words to Elsa just before he sealed their lips together.
Elsa did not object to his vehement kisses and she instead gave back a fervid response. She seized his head and sensually ran her tongue along his lower lip before gently sucking on it. A contented smile crossed Chris' lips as he deftly bent his knees, lifting Elsa's thigh and wrapping her legs around his waist, before carrying her to the god knows what surface it was. He didn't see but it was just the perfect height and sturdy enough to place her comfortably.
Nestled between her legs, he whispered, "Princess…"
Elsa caught the words Chris spoke just before the sound of fabric tearing filled the room, leaving her entirely exposed in front of him. Her eyes widened as she gazed at Chris, who returned her gaze with a mischievous smile.
