Bewildered he kisses back just viciously lifting her up slightly so her legs could tangle against him, knowing these stitches wouldn't fall apart like his own, so now willing to go the whole way. Having her ass supported by his hands, they would grind against one another, moaning and groaning as they acted out against the wall, both clearly wanting, and not wanting to speak. The kiss hot and passionate, had them sweat within seconds, the temperature of their bodies shooting up, as they preformed on one another, him against the wall, her with her legs round him as he held up securely, moving against each other crotches, his member now erect and her flower beginning to bloom.<br/><br/>Both wanted this so much, neither said anything, just acting out aggressive foreplay to drive each other to brink, it was clear both had wanted this earlier, but common sense had stopped them, now they were alone, having almost lost another, nothing could stop them taking down the walls, not even the impending threat of the stitches bursting, as Paul at least suspected that the doctor knew they were would need stronger one.<br/><br/>Breathless he would say, "How does it feel to be resurrected?"