Scott Summers is not the Cyclops you're seeking, (rosehuedsight) wrote in wihh_logs, @ 2010-01-14 23:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | emma frost, scott summers |
Who: Scott Summers and Emma frost
Where: Niagara Falls
When: Evening and onward
What: A little time away, a little adventure. Maybe even a few surprises.
Warnings: With these two there will be adult happenings, possibly sex, possibly violence. You never know.
Scott smiled up at Emma, eyes warm under his glasses. The flaring of his powers made it hard for most people to tell what was going on with Scott's emotions, but the years of their partnership had made both of them able to read the other. And right now, his happiness was reflected in his eyes.
They were in Niagara, out at a new cafe restaurant by the side of the falls, vapor swirling up to make the sky grayer than winter already made it, and rainbows danced along the sky, the vapor, and the swirl of Emma's body. Watching Emma, in or out of her diamond form, was a pleasure Scott allowed himself on a regular basis. She moved with confidence, assurance, and strength, and she instilled, despite all this, pure sexuality into her every move and glance. She made his heart beat and his pulse thunder, and every day was a blessing.
Somewhere along the way, he had fallen madly in love with her, and they had gotten married, and made three incredible children. That start had been a few years back now for them, and as he looked up at her, he smiled widely, warmly.
After all, what could make a man smile more widely then surprising his telepathic wife with a pure blood ruby ring on their anniversary? Not much in his opinion. he had wined her, dined her, and brought her to this cafe. And here, he had, moments ago, gone down on one knee and presented her with his heart(again), his love(as always), and a ring(brand new).