Concupiscent kisses bound the couple together once more while she held onto Crow’s shirt tightly, wishing to bring him as proximate as his figure would allow against her. Surprised but not wishing to question this reunion of their lips, he brought his hand to the curvature of her back before bringing her against the nearby crates. A slight amount of the sustenance for the entire slew of passengers set upon the vessel falling to the floor with a thud, the duo focused solely upon each other, ignoring this sound. Instead of focusing the attention on this noise caused by their fervent movements, Genevieve was lifted upon one of the crates until her feet were no longer set upon the ground. As their lips parted for a moment from these motions, Crow was desperate to reconnect their lips, a self-e
