"Amos keeps sayin' I make too many of 'em anyway," He quipped back, sliding his hands back on her hips. But he didn't wait, this time - there was no question of what she wanted, at the moment, and even less question of what he did. So he pressed forward, stealing a hungry kiss, the armour of his vac suit making it a little awkward, but he really couldn't care at that particular minute.

He was going to wear this suit a lot more often than he would have otherwise, though...