Scar all but purred with pleasure of having him in her mouth. She loved giving head. Her gaze was on him looking up catching glimpses of his face relaxed in pleasure. She lavished him with attention until she felt that tell tale tap on the head that was thier signal that he was about to come so she wouldn't be surprised. She pulled back then with a sound like she'd just finished a really refreshing glass of water.  Smiling up at him she licked him from root to tip before standing up and in one motion sliding her denim jeans off to reveal the tiny bottoms to her bikini. It wasn't quite a thong but just flirted with being indecent.<br/><br/>"You've been such a good prisoner, I think you deserve a treat." She said curling her fingers at him, calling him to her from no more then a couple feet away, in essence freeing him from the wall if not thier little game. It would be no surprise to Puck that Scar liked to play with control when it came to sex. She had started out in control. She might be freeing him in the moment but that didn't mean she would decide to retake control at anytime she had the whim to. She liked being in control, hell she loved it, loved knowing she was the cause of someone else's pleasure, thier ecstasy, and there was nothing quite like denying someone that, even if only for a few brief moments. But as much as she liked the control she liked giving it away too, she liked a little rough handling, orgasm denial, she was pretty open to most of the normal stuff.<br/><br/>She smiled much like a cat that got the cream as she slide her hands up her body tempting him to her,  she wanted now to feel his hands on her body, his breath on her skin. They probably had a few more stolen minutes before either Sarah and Martin returned or the movers showed up. Either way they didn't have a ton of time but enough to have a little more fun before the rest of the world demanded thier attention.