12.1a Hunter And Alaina Touching And Making Out

Alaina pulled Hunter into a tent that lay on the ground. There were a bunch strewn about the warehouse. So it wouldn't be weird for either of them to have one. Alaina pulled Hunter’s shirt off, and wrapped her arms around his body.

“Lainey, what are you doing” he laughed quietly. “I wanted to kiss you not fuck you.” Hunter winced, “I didnt…”

“Shut up and kiss me.” Lainey said, pulling his face toward her, and planting a kiss on his lips. He ended up on top of her, kissing about her neck. He had his hand up her shirt, feeling around her back. She unbuttoned her shirt, letting his other hand in.

He felt at her breasts, in the bra she wore. She kissed him at his neck, feeling around his body as well. She spread her legs, feeling his crotch on hers, and started rubbing on him. She humped his crotch aggressively, to the point she started to unzip her jeans. Just then they heard a scream from the med bay.

Hunter snuck another kiss, then helped Alaina back into her shirt. “Gods I want you.”