This was a questionable, but you'd been thinking about doing it for a long time.
"W-We shouldn't- Not here!" You silence Kieran's worries with a kiss, pressing him into your open tent and quickly zipping it behind you; you'd rather not get caught bringing a freshly freed prisoner into your tent despite the fact you were very attracted to him. You didn't actually mind getting caught, you were grown and could make your own decisions, but you're sure Kieran wouldn't hear the end of it from the rest of the gang.
Plus, there was something even sexier about sneaking around.
"It won't take long." You say with a smirk, "Not that I don't think you can handle me. I'm just real good at what I do."
Kieran looks like he might faint, gulping but knowing he was completely at your mercy. You lean in for a softer kiss this time, knowing he was nervous for a reason but wanting to give him something nice, something he can enjoy after all the bullshit he puts up with around camp. You don't know if your feelings for him are genuine or if you just feel bad because he's the kicked puppy around the camp, but you know he deserves better for the loyalty he's shown so far.
You hook your fingers into his pants, pulling them down along with his underwear to get to your prize; you're pleased to see he's already hard, cock twitching as you briefly glanced at it before meeting Kieran's eyes again. He still looks like he might faint at any moment, but he's getting more into it, especially as you dive back in for another kiss. While your lips move against his you reach your hand down to begin stroking him, pleased when he moans into your mouth, hips involuntarily bucking against your hand to get more friction. He was sensitive, which was going to make this even more fun (or a challenge, for him).
You push him onto your cot after breaking the kiss, smiling as he almost whines at the loss of contact; the kissing turned him on the most, even if he was eager to feel your hot mouth around his cock. You tease him for a little longer as you get on your knees in front of him, hand slowly stroking him while you let your tongue flick out over the head, running along the slit and watching carefully as he throws his head back in pleasure.
Definitely sensitive.
He doesn't know what to do with his hands, choosing to grip the edge of the cot as you take him into your mouth, stopping midway along to glance up at him. Thinking of a much better use of his hands you grab for one with your free hand, tangling it in your hair and patting it to let him know he's allowed to do what he needs to while you're sucking him off. Your attention once more is focused on his cock in your mouth, sliding in as much of him as you could fit while using your hand to cover the rest of the area.
He moans, almost too loudly, as you begin to move along his length, once again fighting the urge to buck his hips as the feeling of your mouth was so hot. He doesn't remember the last time he's had his dick sucked, it had been awhile so he likely wouldn't last long, but you being as beautiful as you were, as talented with your tongue as you were, wasn't going to be doing him any favors, either.
He shoves his one hand into his mouth, biting down to silence himself as you continue to prove to him you hadn't been lying about your talent, his other hand gripping your hair and trying not to tug too hard. He's struggling to keep his breaths even, pleasure wracking through his body to an almost overwhelming degree; you seem to like when he whines and acts needy, but he didn't want to get caught.
"Oh, God." He cries out, taking one last deep breath as he came; it turns him on even more that you take it all in your mouth, swallowing and even licking your lips after you removed your mouth from his cock.
"You okay?" You help him stand up again, amused to see he's rather shaky as he pulls his pants back up and makes himself look professional. "Did you enjoy it?"
"I- Yes, of course."
How could he not? How could he not feel like the luckiest goddamn man in this camp right now? All he can think about is how beautiful your smile is as you look at him now, how you'd done this for him to make him feel good, and he realizes he wants more. Sexually, intimately, he doesn't care, but you've fully got him under your spell now. You can see the hungry look in his eyes, and though tempted to carry on, you know there's still chores around camp that need tending to, no matter how much you'd like to push him back down on that cot and ravish him.
You could give him something else to look forward to, at least.
"Well, if you stick around here long enough, you can help me out, too." You purr, grabbing his and guiding it to your pants, so he could feel how wet you were. "But you seem spent, so we'll save that for another day."