Luke confesses his feelings for Emma, wanting to take their relationship further.

Luke looked into Emma's eyes, his heart pounding with a mix of fear and desire. He knew he was crossing a line, but he couldn't hold back any longer. He had to tell her how he felt, had to confess the feelings that had been building up inside him.

"Emma," he started, his voice barely above a whisper. "I... I have feelings for you. I always have. And now, with this power, I... I want to be with you. I want to explore this with you."

Emma's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned in, her hand reaching up to cup his cheek. "Luke, I... I don't know what to say," she whispered, her thumb brushing against his skin.

Luke leaned into her touch, his eyes never leaving hers. "You don't have to say anything," he said, his voice steady despite the nervousness he felt. "Just tell me if you want this too. If you want to explore this with me."

Emma looked at him for a moment, her eyes searching his. Then, she smiled, a slow, sensual smile that sent a shiver of desire coursing through him. "Yes, Luke. I want this too," she whispered, her hand trailing down his chest, her fingers brushing against his new breasts.

Luke let out a soft moan, the sensation of her touch sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Emma leaned in, her lips brushing against his. He kissed her back, his hands reaching up to tangle in her hair. He could taste her, the sweetness of her lip gloss, the warmth of her mouth. He could feel her body pressing against his, her curves fitting perfectly against his new form.

Emma's hands roamed over his body, her fingers tracing the curve of his waist, the swell of his hips. She cupped his breasts, her thumbs brushing against his nipples, sending a shiver of pleasure through him. "These are mine, you know," she whispered against his lips, her voice husky with desire. "You're wearing my bra, so these are my breasts."

Luke let out a soft moan, the thought of Emma claiming his body sending a rush of arousal through him. He could feel the heat between his legs, the wetness growing as Emma's hands explored his body. He broke away from the kiss, gasping for breath. "Emma, what are we doing?" he whispered, his eyes searching hers.

Emma smiled, her hand trailing down his stomach, her fingers dipping into the waistband of his jeans. "We're exploring, Luke," she said, her voice husky with desire. "We're exploring your power, and we're exploring each other."

Luke let out a soft moan, his hips bucking slightly as Emma's hand slipped into his jeans, her fingers brushing against his cock. He could feel the pleasure building, the sensation of her touch sending waves of ecstasy coursing through him.

But he wanted more than just physical pleasure. He wanted to connect with Emma, to share this experience with her, to explore the depths of his power and the possibilities it held. He pulled away slightly, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Emma, wait," he said, his voice barely steady. "I want to talk about this. I want to know what you think, what you want to do next."

Emma looked at him, her eyes softening. She removed her hand from his jeans, her fingers trailing up his stomach, his chest, and finally cupping his cheek. "You're right, Luke. We should talk about this," she said, her voice gentle. "This is a big deal, and we need to figure out what we're doing."

Luke nodded, his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness. "So, what do you think? About my power, about us?" he asked, his eyes searching hers.

Emma took a deep breath, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. "I think your power is amazing, Luke. And I think there's so much we can explore, so much we can do. But I also think we need to be careful. We need to set some ground rules, some boundaries."

Luke nodded, his mind racing with the possibilities. "Like what?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Emma smiled, her thumb brushing against his cheek. "Like, we only use your power when we're together. We only explore it when we're both comfortable and consenting. And we always, always communicate with each other. About what we're feeling, what we're thinking, what we want."

Luke felt a rush of warmth, a sense of rightness settling over him. He knew Emma was right, knew that they needed to approach this carefully, thoughtfully. But he also knew that he wanted this, wanted to explore his power with her, wanted to be with her.

"I agree," he said, his voice steady and sure. "I want to explore this with you, Emma. I want to be with you, in every way possible."

Emma smiled, her eyes shining with a mix of desire and affection. "I want that too, Luke," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again.

This time, the kiss was slow, sensual, a promise of things to come. Luke could feel the connection between them, the spark of desire, the depth of emotion. He knew that they were embarking on a journey together, a journey of exploration, of discovery, of love. And he couldn't wait to see where it would take them.

{What do Luke and Emma do next?}

Option 1 - They decide to explore Luke's power further, trying out different combinations of clothes.

Option 2 - They take a break, wanting to process what has just happened and what they have agreed to.

Option 3 - They discuss the potential consequences of Luke's power, both the positives and the negatives.