To be caressed so<em>posessively</em>was at once both thrilling and terrifying. There did exude a sense of sex from him that was telling him to relish this on a genetic level. The conflict of how he felt about this place, this time, the company...the immorality over it. These were repulsing him to the suggestion. "Uhh! Hey, hey! Can't wait for the third date - i-isn't there a rule about that?"<br/>But she wasn't suggesting at all. she alluded with words that told Marco it was not his choice, nor would it ever be. Her name was alien to him and it was pretty. It was decadent, the way her fingernails bit into his flesh and his nerve endings went wild. Muscles twitched as he struggled without understanding. Well, he<em>did</em>understand in one manner, but it wasn't what he was expecting or hoping for.<br/>His voice had cracked when he spoke. It was the surprise of the speed of her removing of his clothes. Then there was the voices of the two others from Earth that were yelling like monkeys at them.<br/>Shame made his cheeks grow warm. He wasn't really helping matters, feeling like he was getting off and also the failure to actually drive her away from them. Poor kids. That's what they were to him, too. He was older than them both by a couple of years, though he didn't know exactly how many. There wasn't any time to ask. Now he was showing them more of him than he'd cared to until unless they'd have found shelter to bathe in this wasteland.<br/>His hands did try to grasp at her arms to stop their movements, but he wasn't having much luck stopping the motions. "Whatever you two were thinking of doing to help me I hope you come up with something quick." He called out.