It won't take wishes to make him happier

From Torg Adventure

You walk up to him, take the lamp from his fingers, then the rifle, remove the helmet from his head, placing them all on the ground, and stand on your tiptoes, lips ready. He looks at you, then leans the last two inches to kiss you. You brush your tongue across his lips, and he opens his mouth to you. You put your arms around his neck, and he puts his hands under your ass cheeks.