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The still blushing, hot and sticky with grape soda and beer Eileen replied with a giggle to Colin, her low voice flickering between robotic and not, "oooh, getting knocked around apparently~! Can you wriggle your chin a little to the lef~~whoa~~" and suddenly she was sliding away from him, and with a giggle, continued with, "...bye~ heart "

Colin was about to oblige Eileen in more way than one when

WHOA-

She'd slide away, and he wold follow suit, Sliding cross the floor while trying to open a beer can. With a thud, Colin would drop all of his cans, very disappointed that he was empty-handed now. Before being able to pick up one that had rolled right next to him, Colin was pressed against the trailer wall by someone. He could feel strong legs, nice arms, and...

...manly pecs.




Weirded out by the situation, Colin would find the strength to push the man off of him, rolling away from the very awkward position they had just found themselves in.

Once out from underneath the very unappealing man, Colin would look to his left, seeing Angel. She'd been the one that freak out after opaj had been killed. Or at least was almost killed.

Sorry about your boy-toy. Just doing my job. I really didn't want to hurt him.

Scooting closer, Colin would try to remove his shirt when, low and behold, he realized he HAD no shirt on. This was a very cool thing, and he rolled with it, rubbing his chest instead.

Let me thank you in my own special way.

Angel smiled at Colin then wondered to herself why she was smiling at Colin. Her thoughts were so jumbled, but her body was responding in one that was full of lust.

Colin leaned forward and her eyes went down to look at his hand rubbing his chest. Her lids even felt heavy, drooping as she focused on his hand that was making circular motions on his chest. Why was she staring at him rubbing his chest?

"I...uh..." She couldn't form coherent words. "..opaj?" She brought her own hand up to his chest, putting it between them as she leaned back, licking her lips. Gaby bumped into Angel only pushing her closer to Colin, which was the exact opposite of what she was trying to do. Now there was beer spilled onto Colin's chest, only making it shinier.

And Gaby was leaning in, talking to them.

This was not right.

Stay put? Gaby didn't like the idea. And furthermore, why had she just smiled and waved at one of the men who had nearly killed her earlier? She shook her head, and attempted to walk back up towards the front wall, but the fact that the truck was somehow tilted made that more difficult.
She threw the empty beer can onto the floor in frustration.

Oooh. TWO totties. Colin was liking this more and more. Looking down at Angel's hand on his chest, Colin moved his hands from his pecs to her shoulders and, without a second thought, leaned in a kissed her.

On the lips.

With tongue.

After a few seconds, he'd lean back and look over at Gaby. Teams and allegiances aside, Colin winked at her.

Wanna join? You're really pretty when we aren't trying to kill each other.

A wave of energy passed quickly over Eileen's eyes, flickering and manifesting into the damaged green targeting visor briefly. A brief message printed out on the screen:



The three accessories would spin then spark even as the visor faded away, and panel lines would begin to form on her skin even as James was putting his arm around the girl. - She moaned softly, and rubbed her cheek against his shoulder gasping a little. She was so hot that his touches were absolute fire to her now. - The panel lines faded, the restart apparently unsuccessful. - But she didn't seem to care. She looked to James, to Colin, to Angel and Gaby and everyone else in the trailer, and admitted, "i-i ...ineedhelp...ican'ttakeitanymore~!"

If his touch was hot that probably had a lot to do with how hot he was feeling right now. Despite how cold it was outside in the blizzard James was beginning to wish that the suit he was wearing wasn't so well insulated.

Unscrupulous things sprang to mind when she started rubbing her cheek up against him... to be honest, none of them seemed like particularly bad ideas at the moment. Especially since right now Lt. Patterson would have been a contender for the Ms. ASDF Wet T-Shirt contest with all of what had been spilled and washed on her over the last few hours...

...and then s**t started appearing.

"Hey-" he said; trying to control the volume of his voice as his head leaned down somewhat to speak to her directly. His left hand moved across and pulled the knife out of its sheath on his chest and held it against her firmly. "Put that away."


"And you!" James spoke up somewhat, pointing the knife across the trailer at Colin in a half-hearted scolding. "Control yourself... a little... okay..."

Really, even saying it didn't seem to have the heart right now. Probably because at this point he was the person closest to the source of all these SEX WAVES.


"..."

He leaned over and slid the knife under the arm of the chair, cutting the other zip tie that had held her to it. Putting the knife away in the sheath, James wrapped his left arm under her knees and pulled her over by the legs horizontally into his lap.

"It'll be okay," he said; squeezing her tight to him with his right arm around her back. "I promise, it'll be okay."