She'd heard worse, in Rim-world bars from half-drunk men that hadn't seen the inside of a shower in weeks. Coming from Barney, they were a far more acceptable form of lewdness. Maybe that just happened with everyone who wore a suit? Or maybe it was just Barney's oozing sex appeal.
Whatever it happened to be, Red was quickly kissing him back almost the moment his lips touched hers. And then again when he pulled away. Oh no, he wasn't getting away this easily. In no time, she had him pressed against her, drinking him in with hungrier-than-usual kisses, hips pressed against his and aching because there was too much clothing in between them. Ianto was right, came the pathetic thought as she stifled a wanton noise against Barney's mouth. I can't do this...