Closing his eyes, Carson held Fred until she finally pulled back. When she suggested they go put the med kits together, he nodded and reached up to take her hand, kissing her knuckles gently. "Let's go then," he told her, following her out of the office and down to the closet.
Once they were inside, he found himself being pulled into Fred's arms. "Hmmm...I think I'd rather like making out with my beautiful girlfriend," he murmured against her lips.
Groaning softly, he reached up and cupped her face in his hands, shuddering a bit at the feel of her body against his, even if they didn't have time to really enjoy it. Running one hand down, though, he caressed his palm around the curve of her breast and down over her stomach.
"I can't until we get home later," he whispered. "I want so much to take my time and explore every inch of you."