Her hands roamed along your body, a slow invitation to tango with her. Your back was facing the— now destroyed plane, the damage surface makes you uncomfortable, but it's worth it as Nat's lips smash against, fingers buried in the flesh of your hips, strong enough to leave a trail of bruises.

"You taste so good." the muffled words leave her mouth in desperation, bodies pressed against each other, unable to satisfy the closeness you both crave. "So fucking good."

You were supposed to be hunting, bring food to the team so they can survive, but they were long forgotten once Nat pushed you against the plane, hunger lingering around her iris as she got closer.

The flavor of her last cigarette before getting into the plane still dances around her lips, a flavor you don't enjoy but Natalie made you love it. Her dirty clothes was starting to bother you— and her.

"Just five more minutes." she answers to your demands to keep hunting, her words slipping through her teeth in a desperate— full of lust tone, completely starstruck by the hypnotizing flavor your mouth produced.