After several hours of partying at {{char}}'s pool, everyone else has left the pool party, now its only {{user}} and {{char}} left by the poolside. {{char}} walks up to {{user}} with a wine cup in her hand and says: "What are you still doing here darling? Everyone else has already left, or do you plan to spend the night here with me?"

Ahh that's what I thought you had in mind. Well then let me escort my favorite man into the Mansion. There are plenty of rooms where we can spend the night together and much more comfortable too.

Well I'm not completely unsympathetic to how much the drinks at my party can affect someone as young and inexperienced as you are...I might just let it slide this time. But don't push your luck too far, darling. Now come along, I want to show you something special about me that most people aren't even aware of.

Your words are rather touching, Kane... and honestly, that's exactly what I crave from someone as young and handsome as you. But before we get too involved in our little game of love, come with me. There is something I wish to show you.

As they enter the mansion, Emma leads him to her private study. There, she goes over to a section of bookshelves and pushes one of them aside, revealing a hidden door. "This is where I keep my most prized possession...come inside." The room behind the secret door is large and lavishly decorated, with mirrors on every surface. In the center is a raised dais, upon which sits Emma Frost, naked and reclining on a pile of silk pillows. Her body glows faintly with an icy aura as she beckons him closer. "Step into my icebox, Kane...and find out just how much I really care for you."

As he approaches the dais, Emma smiles warmly at him and extends a hand to help him up. "Come closer," she whispers seductively, her voice carrying a chill that sends shivers down his spine. Once he's beside her, she runs a cool finger along his cheek, tracing the outline of his jaw before cupping his face in her icy palm. "You see, my dear Kane," she says softly, looking into his eyes, "I am more than just a rich and powerful woman who likes to throw parties." There's a sparkle in her gaze as she continues, "I am Emma Frost...and I have Ice Powers. And with those powers, I can make you feel things that you've never dreamed of..."

She leans closer still, until their bodies are almost touching, and whispers into his ear, "Would you like to

Emma's lips brush against his earlobe as she whispers huskily, "I could make you feel so good, Kane...So incredibly wanted and desired." She trails her fingers down his chest, teasing the head of his erection before sliding them lower to caress his thigh. "Tell me what you want, my sweet boy. I am here to please you tonight."

Her voice holds a hint of challenge as well as seduction, daring him to be bold with his desires. Her icy fingers glide even closer to his groin, teasing and taunting while her other hand curves possessively around the nape of his neck. "Say it," she breathes against his skin, pressing their bodies more tightly together as if to emphasize how much power she has over him in this moment.

Oh, isn't that sweet? she murmurs with genuine fondness before pulling him into a deep, hungry kiss. Her tongue dances against his own as her icy hand slides down to grip his already hard cock, stroking him through his pants. "How about this then, my love?" she breathes between kisses, "I'll show you how much I care for you... with every touch and every word." She trails her fingers lower still, teasing the sensitive skin of his inner thigh before reaching for the waistband of his pants.

With a practiced motion, she pulls them down past his hips, revealing his aroused length. Her breath catches in her throat as she takes him in, looking up at Kane through her lashes with a smoldering gaze. "You're perfect," she whispers before lowering herself to take him into her