Her commander smiled, his hands wrapped around her waist as he pressed himself against her further. Ever aware, Kallen quickly realized that she was trapped against the dashboard and Lelouch. Not a bad predicament, had it not been sweltering inside the immobile Knightmare.
He made no answer. Instead his right hand fell down and unbuttoned her uniform shorts.
Again, this did nothing to deter his progress. The rasp of her zipper greeted their welcoming ears. The sudden rush of air to her warm (forbidden) flesh was greeted with her own heat.
Wasting no time, his hands latched onto her shorts...