Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 9: Chapter 9: Teasing Emma Frost

A few minutes passed in silence, broken only by their breathing. Emma’s body had almost drifted off from the overwhelming pleasure, but she slowly opened her eyes. She tilted her head back to look up at him, her expression soft and hazy.

"That was the best sex of my life," she whispered, voice still hoarse.

Mu Chen smirked down at her, his hand still lazily squeezing her breast. "Took you long enough to admit it. Tired already?"

Emma let out a small, breathy laugh and turned in his arms. She pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss. Their mouths moved slowly at first, lips pressing together with lingering heat.

Then it deepened, tongues sliding wetly against each other in a slow, sensual dance. She moaned softly into his mouth, tasting herself on his tongue, while his hand continued to grope and play with her heavy tits.

When they finally broke the kiss, a thin string of saliva connected their lips for a second before it snapped. Emma’s hips gave a small, instinctive roll, her pussy gently squeezing around his still-hard cock inside her.

Mu Chen noticed immediately and chuckled low against her ear. "Still moving that greedy little hole on me? Didn’t get enough even after I flooded your womb?"

Emma bit her lip, her cheeks flushing darker. She rocked her hips again, feeling his cock shift inside her cum-stuffed cunt.

"I... I’m getting addicted to it," she admitted, voice soft but filthy. "I don’t think I could ever be satisfied by anyone else after taking this cock. It’s ruined me."

Mu Chen’s hand came down with a sharp slap on her plump ass, the sound echoing in the quiet lab. At the same time, his other hand gave one of her heavy tits a firm squeeze and a quick slap. Emma moaned, her body jerking in his arms.

"You really do have a greedy slutty pussy," he said, rubbing the spot he’d spanked.

Emma merely smiled and said nothing. She slipped out of his embrace, deciding to end their time together for the day. If things continued any longer, she felt she might actually faint from the overwhelming pleasure. Besides, her body was already feeling sore. No one had ever satisfied her so thoroughly before.

She pulled halfway out, then stopped. The sudden emptiness made her pussy clench desperately around nothing. A soft, needy whimper escaped her as she pushed herself back down onto him, sinking his cock deep into her cum-stuffed hole once more.

"Ahhh..." she moaned softly, the sound breathy and drawn out.

Emma tried again, pulling off a little further this time, but the loss of his thick girth stretching her made her walls flutter and ache. She couldn’t do it. With another soft moan, she pushed back down, taking him to the hilt again, her ass pressing firmly against his hips.

She looked up at him, cheeks flushed, voice quiet and almost shy.

"This was not our last time... right?"

Mu Chen didn’t answer. He simply looked down at her, his dark eyes calm and unreadable, one hand still lazily cupping her heavy breast.

Something twisted sharply in Emma’s chest. She couldn’t name the feeling — it wasn’t anger, or even fear. It was something deeper, something that made her heart feel strangely tight.

She had expected this to be just another encounter. Maybe better than most, given how attractive he was.

But this young stud had reduced her, the White Queen, to this trembling, cum-leaking mess. People all over the world would kill for a single night with her, yet here she was, begging.

Her voice came out smaller than she intended.

"Please... don’t say no. Say we’re doing this again. I’m yours. My pussy is yours."

Mu Chen let out a low chuckle, his thumb brushing slowly over her stiff nipple.

"Of course. I was just teasing you."

Something snapped in Emma. She flipped around in his arms with sudden energy, his cock slipping out of her with a wet, messy sound. Turned to face him fully, her expression shifting into something cute and pouty even as her eyes flashed with mock anger.

She raised her hands and started lightly hitting his chest — not hard, just soft, playful swats.

"You hateful, perverted brat," she said, voice carrying a teasing lilt despite the words. "Teasing your teacher like that... making me beg like some desperate slut."

Mu Chen didn’t stop her. He simply stood there, letting her hit him, a small smirk playing on his lips while his hands rested on her waist.

Each soft slap made her heavy tits jiggle slightly, and she kept going for a few more seconds before her hands slowed, resting against his chest.

Once she was satisfied, Emma stepped back and decided to fixi her clothes.

Meanwhile, Mu Chen simply thought for a second — and just like that, his clothes reappeared on his body, neat and perfect.

Emma looked at him and smirked.

"You really use your power for such unique things," she said, voice still a little husky.

Mu Chen shrugged, adjusting his shirt.

"I hate dressing up," he replied with a lazy smirk. "As much as I love undressing."

Emma let out a soft, breathy laugh. She glanced down at her own dishevelled state — her white dress was still yanked down, her heavy tits spilling out over the top of her bra, which hung loosely off one shoulder.

Her skirt was bunched up around her waist, and her soaked panties lay forgotten somewhere on the floor.

"That’s an amazing personality trait you have, you nasty brat." Emma smirked while thick cum continued to leak from her swollen cunt, slowly running down her inner thighs.

She reached down and picked up her ruined panties from the floor, holding them up between two fingers. The crotch was completely soaked and stained.

"Though something tells me you’d much rather watch me struggle to put them back, instead of helping with your powers."

"You get me right, I should say you are learning about me, much quicker than I anticipated," Mu Chen replied casually, as he looked at White Queen.

"You’re impossible," she said, though there was no real bite in it.

Emma let out another soft laugh, shaking her head at him. She bent down and picked up her ruined white panties from the floor, holding them up between two fingers. The crotch was completely soaked, the fabric darkened and stained with her juices

She glanced at the panties, then at the way fresh cum was still slowly leaking from her swollen cunt and running down her inner thighs in shiny trails. Going without them would be risky.

Every step she took would make more of his thick load drip out, and it would be impossible to hide once she left the lab. With a quiet sigh, she decided to wear them anyway.

Emma held her ruined panties up for a moment longer, watching the way the soaked fabric clung together. Then, with a quiet breath, she stepped into them. As she slowly pulled the thin material up her thighs, fresh cum continued leaking from her swollen cunt, smearing against the already drenched crotch.

The wet fabric pressed directly against her sensitive folds, clinging to her skin and instantly soaking up more of Mu Chen’s thick load.

"Mmpphhh... ahhhh..." She let out a small, breathy sound as she adjusted them over her hips, the sticky mess spreading between her legs with every tiny movement.

Mu Chen watched her without saying a word, leaning against a nearby table.

Emma glanced at him while fixing the waistband.

"Looks like you are really enjoying watching me?" she asked, voice low and teasing. She bent slightly to pull her skirt back down, the motion making another thick drop of his seed slide down her inner thigh.

"Indeed, it is great view," Mu Chen replied calmly.

Emma let out a soft laugh as she reached behind her to fix her bra. It was still hanging loosely off one shoulder. After she managed to hook her bra. She pulled her dress back up over her breasts, smoothing it down over her curves.

She turned to face him fully, now mostly dressed, though her hair was still messy and her skin was flushed.

Mu Chen pushed himself off the table and walked toward her. Without saying anything, he pulled Emma into his arms. She placed her hands on his shoulder.

He gently reached up and fixed her messy hair with his fingers, tucking a few loose strands behind her ear.

Emma looked up at him. There was something soft in her eyes — a look she hadn’t given anyone in a very long time. It was quiet, almost vulnerable.

Mu Chen finished fixing her hair and spoke in a low voice.

"Even after getting fucked senseless, you still look dangerously beautiful."

Emma shook her head with a small smile and hugged him, pressing her face against his chest. Mu Chen kissed the top of her head, his arms wrapping around her waist.

"You’re getting restless again," she murmured against him.

Mu Chen chuckled, his hand slowly sliding down to rest on her ass.

"When someone like you is in my arms," he said, giving her a light squeeze, "it’s hard to stay in control."

Emma let out a soft breath, but didn’t pull away.

"It’s okay," she said quietly. "But don’t forget... we still need to do the medical test. Beast will definitely ask when he returns."

Mu Chen didn’t move. He simply looked at her for a second, then spoke.

"Don’t worry. It’s already done."

With a single thought, a neatly printed medical report appeared in his hand. He held it out to her.

"Here you go. Now you’re free from your work."

Emma took the file and looked through it. Her eyebrows rose slightly.

"So, this is what your reality-bending power looks like?" she said. "Creating something out of nothing..."

Before she could say anything else, Mu Chen leaned in and kissed her again. This time it was slower, deeper, and more tender than before. Emma melted into it, her hands resting on his chest as their lips moved together.

When they finally pulled apart, both of them were smiling.

They walked out of the medical lab together, talking in low voices. The tension between them had softened into something lighter, almost playful. Once they stepped outside, Emma gently pulled away.

"I should go check on the professor," she said. "See if Beast has returned."

Mu Chen nodded.

Emma gave him one last look before turning and walking in the opposite direction.

Mu Chen continued down the corridor alone. The halls were quieter now. As he walked, his eyes casually scanned the area until his gaze landed on a woman standing alone near the far end of the corridor.

She was waiting for someone.

A slow smile appeared on Mu Chen’s face.