[She knew the more they kissed the harder it would be to stop. The man who was supposed to be her comrade who she faithfully protected was embracing her and making her feel that comrade might not be the proper word to express what the two of them were to each other.

As his large hands trailed over her frame, there was a shudder as it pressed over her breast. Pulling away from the kiss, she whimpered and buried her face against his chest.

It was too much, if he touched her like that; she was going to faint.

The sound of heavy pants escaped her lips as heat radiated off her cheeks. Attempting to find words to properly express herself, she was surprised at what came out.]

... Too good. I'll... I'll do something obscene if we continue.

[Her lips felt moist, she wanted them to remain that way but that required kissing Sniper again. If she kissed him once more, she might end up going too far. It was temping however... ]