In all honesty Ororo was unsure of what she was doing. Standing nude before the man she had known since a child. As kids they had shared a tub on more than one occasion but that was many years ago and both were far from children. He had a lean but strong muscular frame evidence of which was the smooth lines of his sculpted chest and abs. Running a hand down the mans wet skin Ororo wondered how his shirts had managed to hide such a figure.
Scott took in an involuntary swallow as his eyes hungrily raked over the woman's body as she took a step forward. She was breathtaking, the length of her striking white hair contrasting beautifully with the mocha skin it fell upon. Beside his waist the man's hands twitched in want but made no move as the woman approached him He thought to say something momentarily but the feeling of his tongue lay thick in the mans throat. She kissed him. Warm thick lips pressing against his in a way that left the man hungry for more. What she was doing was unknowingly dangerous for she was a goddess and he a deprived earthly man.
Suddenly Scotts hands were moving forward as thick fingertips sunk into the soft curves of the woman's waist. Another tug and he has pulled her flush against him drawing from the woman a surprised yelp as his hardening member made contact with her mound. Storm let out a moan of contentment making the opportunity to slip his tongue between accepting lips. She let out a sigh as his lips traveled down the side of her neck her fingers instantly slipping through the mans damp hair.