Emma Frost is tired of trying to be good (ice_queen) wrote in wihh_logs,
Emma came a lot herself, though she was somewhat relieved when he stopped. Her back was aching already, though it was the pleasant ache of having done something worthwhile.
She stroked his shoulders, returning his kiss eagerly. "So, am I up to your standards, Prelate Summers?" Her tone was amused, with just a hint of smugness.