His hands are on her hips. Her arms are wrapped around his shoulders. She is biting her lip. He looks into her green eyes. There are tears emerging from them. She loves him with her body, mind, and soul. He comes closer. Their noses are touching. He is staring deep into her soul. He comes even closer. Their lips are practically touching. She shrinks away. The fear is engulfing her. She is so afraid to show emotion. He pulls her closer. She melts in his arms. He presses his soft lips to hers. A shiver crawls up her back. She kisses back. She forces his mouth open and feels his warm breath mingle with her icy breath. They do not break apart.
The night is crisp. He falls. She falls. They are standing. The heat from the kiss is repelling the cold harsh wind. The tears slip from her eyes. The world is spiraling past them. They are falling faster with each passing second. They are falling but will never hit the ground. His hands move up her back. She shivers at the touch. His hands are at her shoulders now. They move slowly to her face. She is so cold. His thumbs are underneath her eyes. He feels the tears. They are hot and sticky. He doesn't understand her fear of emotion. But who truly did?
She puts her head against his chest. Thump, thump, thump. He buried his face in her hair. She listens to his heart beat. The White Witch and Dark Wizard are together. They will never be apart again. This is what happens when good and evil fall for each other. It is not as chaotic as one would think.