I was sat in my room with my sketch pad and had started to do a painting of Emma. It took me a couple of hours but I like the finished piece. I hid it in my desk draw; just in case Shaw would see it.

I had to get ready to go on the attack at the CIA research centre. Emma had found that the CIA government mutants were seeking out other mutants and that he was finding them because he was a telepath, like Emma but so much more stronger. I would never admit this to her because she would be in a mood for about a month. She hated people being stronger than her; though nobody actually compares to her really.

I wanted to look presentable for our mission tonight. I pulled out my plain black suit and crystal white shirt. All where new; this was fitting to introduce our new team mates. We all knew we were going to gain at least one new member in our group. It was non-negotiable that we did otherwise Shaw wouldn't be happy and we would have exposed ourselves even further. I combed my hair as well only a little. I didn't want to try too hard and with my mutation; everything was going to be blown everywhere anyway.

There was a light tap at the door so I put my things down on my nightstand and answered it.

Now there was a picture that I thought I'd never see. Emma was standing there in a short purple silk dressing gown with her hair and make-up all done.

"Mind if I come in?" she purred.

I couldn't speak so I just nodded. As she walked past me, she pushed herself past me which left me with a big smile right across my face.

I quickly closed the door behind us; making sure that no one else had seen her coming into my room. She sat at the end of my bed for a couple of seconds and looked around and took her dressing gown off to reveal all. She then got up and poured two glasses of whisky. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was stunning. She caught me looking at her and smiled at me. She put the glasses down and walker over to me.

"Why do you always wear that suit, even when were indoors?" She whispered down my ear.

Again, I was taken with the way she looked that I was actually speechless. She was moving closer to me now and then she had her legs around my waist. She took off my jacket and threw it behind her, with a smile on her face. She started to kiss me on my neck which I didn't mind but I preferred that I was the one doing this. I pressed my lips on hers which I could tell she liked. Then I remembered what Azazel had said. Shaw would gladly put a price on my head just for looking at her. She was his, not mine. I pulled away in that instant.

"What's wrong?" She asked sitting up on my lap.

"Nothing, it's just Shaw wouldn't like this" I said looking down, but not thinking that down was her breasts. I wasn't complaining though.

"He doesn't have to find out," She said, and started kissing me and she unbuttoned my shirt.

I stopped her and said, "But you two are like, together,"

"No were not," She smiled.

I didn't need much convincing but I didn't want Emma on top. I turned her around so she was on her back and then I started kissing her neck and moved down to her breasts. She then started unbuckling my belt and we both worked on my trousers which was pretty easy and then my boxers were off in a couple of seconds. It didn't bother me that I was completely naked on top of her. In fact I now wished that it happened before. It was only Emma with a bit of clothing on and I didn't plan on keeping that fact for much longer.

She smiled and pulled off her halter baby doll lingerie which left her exposed apart from the pair of which lacy thongs she had on. She was definitely teasing me now.

She went to take them off but I whispered in her ear; "No, let me."

I gently stroked her legs and then her thighs and slowly removed her thongs, teasing her slightly like what she had decided to do to me.

I finally entered her which came with her making sounds of pleasure. Again I started kissing her neck and then moved down to her breasts as we moved in rhythm together.

We finished soon after, knowing we both had different priorities to do tonight but we both just laid on my bed with my covers covering out bottom halves. I was still kissing her when she started to get up to my disappointment.

"I have to go," she said sitting up slowly.

I gently pulled her back down to the bed and started kissing her lips so she didn't have the chance to answer back but she soon pulled away. She was red in the face from exhaustion but still put her dressing gown back on.

I smiled at her and said, "Don't forget to back for more," and pulled the covers away so she could see everything. She blushed and winked at me and then walked away slowly and closed the door.