“Then you will show me how humans admire each other. I believe it begins with the lips making contact?" She inquired in a way that definitely made William reconsider the idea that he'd landed in a frozen hell.

With Lightly trembling hands, he reached up to stroke his fingers over her sides and across her lower back. He felt the swell at her hips that he knew all too well led down into the beautifully proportioned bare bottom beneath. She felt like smooth cool glass that shaped and quivered beneath his touch as he timidly pulled her against him. The chill of her breath on his Lips made him shiver in a way that the snow and the ice all around them never could have. With a sudden rallying of his courage, he tilted his head slightly and closed his eyes as his lips sought out hers. The first contact between those silken seams felt like a jolt of energy that coursed through him and thought gave way to instinct as he kissed Lady Winter.

The bristles of his whiskers tickled at her as she felt him show her just how beautiful he thought she was in the most addictively intimate fashion. The sensation of his lips upon hers drew forth a surge of longing from within her new human shape and she quickly returned the kiss by mimicking the gentle rhythm of the sensual caress.

It had begun as a timid albeit genuine gesture but as her arms lifted up to wrap about his shoulders his confidence surged and he teased her lips open enough to playfully flick the tip of his tongue against hers.

This new offering plunged the dynamic of the kiss from gentle and tender to downright scintillating. The woman wanted more of that touch and she quickly meshed her tongue against his as he pulled her naked shapely form against him tightly. Both participants soon found that they couldn't get enough of each other.

For the Lady the sensation was completely unaccustomed to anything she'd ever known. The only thing she had to compare it to was the eye of the storm as pleasure and serenity filled her whilst all around her she felt the roar in her ears and the inevitable oncoming hurricane of desire. What's more there was power in this act. That power buzzed through her frozen body and reminded her of her lost glory whilst holding out the promise of delights and wonders she'd never before been able to comprehend.

William was experiencing an altogether different set of pleasures as he felt the unique sensation of a kiss that crackled with frosty Lust. The usual rush of heat fell to the wayside in the Lady's realm and was replaced instead with a pleasantly invigorating sensation that wasn't entirely dissimilar to sticking one's head in a bucket of ice cold water on a hot musty day. It wasn't natural to find such pleasure in the cold for humans are naturally warm blooded and so the alien sensation carried an enchanting allure. She was learning the dance of the kiss all too quickly and he found familiarity rushing back in a touch he'd thought he'd Left behind Long ago.

That sudden twinge inside his chest that so deeply yearned for her came quite suddenly and without warning. He didn't give a damn who or what she was. Right then those silken lips were his and he knew he'd feel empty without their touch. The cool touch of her metal crown was felt upon his brow as he teased her Lower Lip between his teeth and lightly nipped at the yielding flesh. The sharpness of his teeth was soon washed away with a stroke of his Lips and she hissed with approval.

“More.” Her breathless demand rallied a surge of fresh energy within him.

“Come here..." He interlaced his fingers with her cold blue digits and carefully led her toward one of the long frost covered dining tables that lined the flanks of the room.

The exquisite female followed his lead with a jagged predatory glint in her cold blue eyes. He felt his lower back settle against the edge of the table and he quickly released her hands to grasp the trim circumference of her waist. The touch of his hands upon the firm flesh just above the alluring curve of her hips made her draw a hiss of breath through perfect ivory white teeth. In a quick movement he lifted her up from the ground and perched her heart shaped sapphire hued bottom upon the surface of the table. She sat there, her legs bent to hang over the edge as her thighs parted and the crown of silver icicles adorning her brow fell away to shatter carelessly upon the ground.

Silken waves of midnight hair cascaded into a smooth mantle across her bare shoulders. The Loss of her crown was given Little attention since

William was gently settling his Lips upon the nape of her neck.

The touch of him between her open legs as he settled against her brought a quiver of unexpected delight throughout her body. Every single time he touched her she felt the shock of the oncoming storm crackling through her skin. It was a feeling that sizzled through her as he traced his soft lips along her collar bone and down between the plump globes of her ample breasts. As his kiss caressed her freshly formed female perfection, the bristles of his beard tickled and teased along her neck. At the apex of her thighs she felt the first little wave of need wash up against her waiting shores.

William Loved the way she felt against his teasing mouth. His tongue slowly licked along the inner curves of those magnificent breasts in amidst a sensation that wasn't entirely dissimilar to Licking an ice sculpture. Feeling his tongue on her sensitive skin made the Lady close her eyes and loll her head back for her smooth black hair to pool upon the surface of the table.

Arching her back, she instinctively lifted those beautiful mounds toward his ravenous mouth. His hands held the edge of the table at either side of her as his lips encircled the hard Little peak of her nipple. The feeling of his lips gently claiming one of those hard little nubs drew forth a bliss fuelled moan from the Lady. He gave the little bud a gentle squeeze of his lips before sucking more of her breast into his mouth and allowing his tongue to flick over the offered treat. The moan grew steadily louder and reached its crescendo in a thoroughly pleased squeal when his teeth Lightly nipped upon her pebbled flesh.

Slowly, he descended down to one knee, the nipple of Lady Winter popping from his Lips as he deftly ran his tongue across the smooth inclines of her tight abdomen. Down into the V shaped valley where the waves of pleasure were steadily crashing ever more forcefully against the shore. She knew that when she felt his touch there on those delicate petals that she would lose control. He would have her completely and there would be little she could do about it. It wasn't until much Later that he realised just how terrified such an idea made her.

He kissed those smooth hairless lower lips with a gentle affectionate tenderness which brought about a deafening scream from the woman that made the ice around them split from the forceful shockwave. The noise was sweet music to his ears and Lady Winter fell to the blissful pleasure as his tongue licked over her saturated pussy. Her knees lifted up and her long slender legs were held aloft in the air in an effort to give the man easier access to the sweetness of her core. Her nectar was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted, sweet and rich with the chill of fresh spring water.

The waves of her bliss steadily grew higher and higher as they crashed through her freshly formed beautifully feminine shape. She felt her toes curl and her body tighten as he slipped his tongue into her tasty depths and wiggled the delightful muscle in amidst her pussy. As his tongue eagerly plundered her, the feel of the hairs of his beard lightly tickling the Little sensitive nub of her clit caused her to lift her chest and inhale a needless gasp of air. She then released a revelatory cry of ecstasy as his tongue slipped out of her and swirled around that explosive Little bud.

Reaching down in an attempt to hold back that thunderous uncontrollable surge of her climax, she grasped his silvery hair in amidst slender fingers and instead found herself desperately holding his head against her convulsing cunt. The first ultimate rise of her orgasm crashed through her like a hurricane and made her tingle all the way down to her fingertips and toes. She hadn't noticed the way William had begun to tenderly trace the tip of his tongue between the velvet lips of her swollen labia. The sudden and unexpected shock of him suddenly and ferociously flicking his tongue in feather light caresses over her clit brought her to the brink again almost immediately. Her entire body shook with the force of a thunderous orgasm that wracked her body with a feeling she had never known until mere minutes beforehand with intensity she couldn't comprehend the limits of. It left her breathless and gasping upon the surface of the icy table, her shapely limbs falling Limply down around her.