Emily
The Changeling nodded, a grin making itself known on her face as she worked the slacks off of him, deciding to leave his underwear on for the moment.
"Good," she noted before her voice took on a teasing lilt, "At least at first, anyway."
The Changeling then found herself moaning aloud as Gabe pressed her breasts together, the slight pressure stoking the fire burning in her core. In spite of herself, Emily found herself working Gabriel's boxers off of him soon enough, at least enough that she could feel his length pressed up against her rear.
"Y-Yeah, I suppose I am," she admittedly a mite shakily, "What of it?"