She parted his lips, meeting his tongue with her own, pulling him on top of her, as his hard member rubbed against her bare leg, the skirt having ridden up far past her hips, where it exposed, well, everything.  She'd gotten used to forgoing underwear since she'd gone, as it was just one more thing to get in her way of the hunt, but now she was overjoyed at their absence.  She hadn't had cause to take them off for anyone else, and it seemed only fitting that Alfred should be the first to venture into the area.<br/><br/>She was beginning to notice his struggle, feel the white hot heat brushing against her, and smiled.  She pushed up gently, her fingers traveling up and down his spine languidly, intentionally slow.  "Is there something you'd like, Alfred?"