He murmurs something unintelligible but very pleased-sounding against her, roughly the same sound that a man dying of thirst would make upon finally touching water to his lips. His eyes slip shut himself.

The robots glance at each other and start to shamble around again, their job obviously done here.

Gordon kneads the skin at the small of her back, and lifts her off her toes to shuffle out of the common room. He doesn't care where they go, as long as they're out of there. He never breaks the kiss, but if Shantae looks at the right time, she'll notice one of his eyes open and checking the ronots' position. Finally they reach the door and he immediately takes cover against the nearby wall with her, ending the kiss and breathing hard from the tension.

Well. It's partially the tension, and mostly her.