Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other's lap.
"I'm not too sure about this…"
"What's wrong, Number 2? Are my legs not comfortable enough for you?" Number 4 replied with a sly grin.
She'd tricked her by asking her to come closer, and then she patted her legs for Number 2 to sit on, and when the young Captain hesitated, with a quick motion Number 4 pretty much dragged her on her lap.
The audacity of this girl…
"No, just…" it was embarrassing.
Number 2 turned away, but the visor didn't hide the redness of her cheeks. "Someone could see us…"
"So what? Let them look." Number 4's hands around her waist pulled her tighter, until she was pressed against her, and it looked like she had absolutely no intention to let her go.
At all.
In fact, if it was possible she had an even more sly look than before.
She must have been thinking about something not good.
For her.
Number 2 didn't manage to ask, or even do anything, as Number 4's quick hand grabbed her chin and dragged her to her lips.
The kiss was brief, and the long haired Attacker pulled her head on her shoulder as they parted.
"Just let me cuddle you a bit, okay?" Number 4 punctuated the statement with yet another kiss, tangling her hand in Number 2's hair.
"You're doing great, Captain." yet another kiss. "I wanted you to know that."
And so Number 2 let Number 4 have her way with her, kissing her softly over and over, as she sat comfortably in her lap, and in her arms.
Perhaps she could allow herself to let her melt the tension of all that had happened, even if just for a little while.
Feeling like she deserved to receive something good for once.