The passion was raw and unrestrained.

Tongues touching, racing and trailing down flushed flesh. The warm, sensuous feeling of warmth, combining two nothings to make one something.

The kisses were senseless. Oddly bittersweet, and spicy. Parting here, and there, never lasting too long and always fading, leaving just a strangely sweet burning feeling in their memory. Teeth grazed the softness surprisingly gently and some how rough, just how they liked it.

The movements were fluid, and beautiful. Hands sliding, lacing, twinning, always moving. Lice dancing on the ocean. The touches stung incredibly, but felt so incredible in return. They felt breathless; their minds hazy and high with desire and longing and lust, smirks slipping across their faces every once and a while.

Heh. I remember this. So this is what it felt like.

And then skin grew slick, hot and wet, their flesh shedding tears of deprivation. So this was what they were missing. This was what they'd forgotten.

And suddenly, they stopped.

All movements and kisses and tongues ceased to live and exist.

And they laid there, solid in a blissful embrace, sea green eyes delving deeply into sea green eyes.

His fiery, rebelling life dimmed and flickered,

Her electric and cruel life dulled and faltered,

And both could feel the iciness spread.

An invisible feeling, insanely indescribable and wildly unbelievable, spread over their irises and dragged them to another level where raw passion burned harder and rougher.

As raw as the faintly frosty gazes they held in half-lidded eyes.

And soon, the coldness consumed, and everything just stopped. No breaths slipped out of slightly parted lips. Flesh took on a paled, icy appearance, translucent and frosted, completely frozen.

Absolute zero.

Then the movements resumed. Life came back. The air became alive.

They both breathed out softly, their breaths visible as frosty white wisps in the chilled air.

They took a moment to recover from the severity of what they just experienced. That second of pure stillness. That moment of pure motionlessness. That cold.

Then the eyes defrosted and the passion continued.

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For the record, they were only MAKING OUT. Yeah, this wasn't a lemon, you dirty perverts, you. :3

This is a Larxel (AxelxLarxene) drabble (if you hadn't picked up on it), and the idea came from Chemistry class, actually.

SCIENCE LESSON!!

'Absolute zero' is a term that relates to temperature where, supposedly, all movements and all life actually stop. Completely.

Cool, huh? :D And as soon as I heard that, I thought up this drabble :3 I really like this one!