If Billy's noises of delight were any indication, he was quite happy to forget where they were. His sore muscles were grateful for the rub, and he returned the favor by starting slow strokes up her spine.

He licked and played and twisted, exploring her mouth with every option given to him. Whenever it was possible to do so, he groaned in delight---something that was definitely not the sound of shooting a zombie.

"You know---this is one great game," he just had to joke again. Some part of him was still aware that they could be heard. "Think we can win?"