Taiga had sneaked in her tent, knowing that Krys' tentmate was in watch. The girl smirked slightly, as she straddled her hips, leaning down to press her lips roughly against the other's. ( oops? )
   That would be a nice wake up call if she didnât have to get up in a few   hours and it shows when thereâs an agitated groan rolling off her tongue   before her hands find the otherâs hips and her fingers dig in just a bit.   Doesnât push her off, though, also wonât open her eyes even when their   lips meet. All she does is pull her head back slightly and give a sleepy   frown.
     âThe fuck are yâdoinâ?â












