Emma smiled into Syrisa's eyes at hearing those words...those words meant more to her than anything else. Her hands glided down the mageling's back and went to start fondling with her rear playfully. She chuckled lowly to Syrisa as she leaned in and showered the redhead's lips with multitudes of kisses. Upon ten or twelve of them, she spoke in a low and husky voice.<br/><br/>"You know...Dressed up like this...You got two things going in my mind right now...One...You got feel so, so...under dressed...Wearing such a fancy and<i>formal</i>thing...While I'm just dressed in rags I call a shirt and pants...And two...You just make me want to ravage you right here...right now..."<br/><br/>She chuckled again as her hands squeezed each cheek of Syrisa's butt and gave her another deep kiss before the knock on the door came. She groaned into the kiss as she broke it,"Well, that's the cue...Think you can be love and open the door instead? After all...You're the one that practically tortured me in the tub."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>