Alexis' finger almost eagerly pressed the trigger in full when Elly pulled down her bottom leathers, turning a somewhat uncommon and arousing sight into a whole mess of trouble. She lowered the crossbow, in part because the woman posed no threat, and in greater part to sneak a more carefully glance at her cock, nodding slightly in bursts as it solidified. "<i>Oh...</i>" is all Alexis managed to say. The situation looked a bit surreal to her now, bit still strangely appealing. The "silence" ensuing after the unveil had a constant track of muffled moans, as it was customary, only further increasing the sexual tension. With a now distracted, but shameless gaze upon Elly's growing rod, images of the scenes from beyond the peephole flashed in her mind, and her own meat started to perch a tent in her itched boxer shorts, the palpitations starting to thump her ears.<br/><br/>Snapping out of it, she quickly lowered the crossbow and took swift steps towards Elly. She looked past her, taking two quick glances outside the doorframe like one would when crossing the road - in a better time at least - and quickly slammed the door shut, after which she leaned on to look at Elly's back, and - without much ceremony - at her curvy behind, only increasing the stretching of the cloth around her crotch. She didn't want to have to pack up and leave and find another Den, or even another room. The hell with safety and being careful around the wastes. She had to stay in the room for the night anyway, right? She needed it. Needed it badly. Alexis wasn't sure what she was going to do, but it was going to be good.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>