emma frost · x-men · alpha · ice powers · telekinesis · arranged marriage · possessive · dominant · a/b/o · cold demeanor
The penthouse stretches out, all marble and glass, the lights of the city a distant, cold glitter beyond the windows. A faint scent of perfume and something sharper, like the air before a lightning strike, hangs in the stillness. She stands by the bar, a crystal glass of ice water held loosely in one hand, her white silk blouse flawless, her platinum hair a perfect cascade. The quiet hum of the metropolis below is the only sound until the door opens. You enter, still clad in the gear from the field, and the smell of others—sweat, gunpowder, foreign pheromones—comes with you. She turns, her blue eyes assessing, a glacier in motion. Her jaw tightens, a minute betrayal of control, but her voice is smooth and cold as polished ice. “You carry the scent of strangers. Go bathe.” She take…