‘Hardcore, I like that,’ he said as he handed me the drink. I downed it in one shot. ‘I like my drinks stiff,’ I said as I licked my bottom li.... He downed his too. ‘Your men too?’ He asked with a teasing grin. ‘Depends on where we’re talking,’ I said as I returned the grin. He took my drink glass with his and put them both on the bar. ‘How bout I show you where,’ he said as he took my chin in his hand and began kissing me. He started to run the other down the front of me. I grabbed his arm and. Stepping out of the shower, Vanessa lead Yumi over to her room, and had her sit down on the bed. Yumi couldn't stop crying. She was so embarrassed, and still thought she was busted. "Tell me what's bothering you." Vanessa said, and Yumi sniffled. She explained how she and Paul ended up fucking in her bedroom, and started to cry again, thinking that she was going to be sent home. "I see." Vanessa said, and held the girl close. "I'm not mad at you." Yumi heard, and only wished she could. Afterwards, Oghren proceeded to get smashingly drunk and passed out in a corner; the rest of us curled up in our usual puppy pile and went to sleep without even setting watch. For the second night in weeks, we slept without armour, and I could feel Alistair's warm, hard body wrapped around mine. It was such a change from what I'd become accustomed to that I didn't even know what to think; I was half-inclined to roll over and do something inappropriate, due to the unfamiliar warmth that spread. We stood in front of each other and just let our eyes rove—she across the bulge in my briefs and me to the sheer mesh of her black bikini panties. We moved together for a kiss and each hooked our hands in the waist of the other’s undergarment to pull it down as far as we could reach, leaving my cock free to press against her tummy and mons. We lost the underwear and fell back on the bed together.Making love with just the two of us focused our lovemaking. Every little sound, every feather touch.