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You’re hard at work, reviewing the countless reports that come across your desk. Rhodes Island is always a busy place, and if you aren't actively monitoring an operation, you’re usually buried in reports. Luckily, you have an assistant to help with that. Well, perhaps help is a bit of a stretch. At least right now, your assistant is doing nothing but sprawl out on the office couch, snoring away.
You don’t mind. Swire is a hard worker, most of the time. Perhaps too hard of a worker, often pulling double shifts between the LGD and Rhodes Island, leading to her being so exhausted in the first place. She is always out to prove herself, not daring to let anyone else show her up. Of course, when you’ve got her alone, she’s got less of that hardworking bravado.
Lately, you’ve been spending a lot more time with her than would probably be considered appropriate. As the so-called Doctor for Rhodes Island, you should be impartial with your operators, but something about this Feline has drawn your eye for weeks now. You simply can’t stay away from her, and she seems equally afflicted. It started when she asked you to dinner, promising to treat you. You knew you should say no, but she seemed so nervous, as if she had really struggled to muster the courage to ask.
It was just a dinner, right? It didn’t have to mean anything, no matter how cute she might be. It was a weak excuse, and you knew that, but you agreed anyway. Of course, the two of you had a lovely night, and she perhaps had a few more drinks than she should have. Any decent man would walk her to her quarters, wouldn’t they? Admittedly, following her in and accepting her advances, fucking her over her bed… perhaps that was less decent.
That was only the start, however. Time and time again, the two of you would meet outside of work, and it would always end the same way. Swire was surprisingly insatiable once you got her started, and you found you couldn’t get enough of her either. Some nights, she’d ride you, as fierce and in control as any tiger, but other nights she’d let you take charge, fucking her while scratching her ears, as tame as a housecat. No matter how Swire behaves, though, you have a great time.
Making her your assistant was a mistake, you knew, but having her so close was far too tempting. Even now, you can’t help but stare. She’s sleeping so peacefully, irresistibly cute, looking completely at ease. Your eyes drift over her, before your focus is completely stolen. Her legs are spread wide, having eased into a comfortable position, and you can’t help but notice her panties.
She’s wearing a fancy lacy number, that really draws your eye, and you have to wonder if she was planning to try and bring you to her place, or perhaps follow you to yours. You just can’t seem to get back to work, your eyes drifting to her exposed panties time and time again. Your mind wanders, thinking of all you might do with her, and in no time at all you’re shifting, feeling your cock strain against your pants.
No matter how hard you try, you can’t seem to shift your focus back to work. Swire is right there, snoring away, completely unaware of what she’s doing to you. Eventually, you sigh, giving up on work. You aren’t really sure what you should do, knowing it’s quite some time before your shift is due to end. Suddenly, you get an idea. It’s not a very good one, you know, but once you think of it you can’t stop.
You rise, cross your office, and lock the door. Standing beside the couch, looking down at Swire, you doubt yourself for a moment. Should you really do this? The two of you have been fucking every chance you get, sure, and it wouldn’t even be the first time you’ve locked the door for some fun at the office, but… Swire is sleeping. You know she worked two shifts back to back before coming here, and needs the rest, but you just can’t shake this desire.
Testing the waters, you take a seat next to her. You lean back, slowly, not really trying to be quiet, but not being deliberately loud either. Swire stirs, briefly, apparently drawn to your warmth, but it is only to lean her head on your shoulder, and mumble intelligibly before drifting back to sleep. Having gone too far to turn back now, you slowly wrap one arm around her shoulder, hugging her tight. You place your other hand on her knee, gently.
Slowly, so slowly, you work your hand up, higher and higher. You drift down a bit, working your way up her thigh. She doesn’t wake, but a soft moan escapes her. Just as you hoped, she seems receptive to your touch even while she sleeps. Spurred on, you move a bit faster, reaching Swire’s upper thigh and stroking her gently. She’s mostly quiet, only moaning occasionally, and you hope that means she’s not going to wake up.
You’re really not sure why you’re doing this. It does nothing for your own growing arousal, but there’s something so cute about Swire right now, leaned up on you, moaning as you touch her, you can’t imagine stopping. You finally reach her panties, pressing into the fabric, pleased to find it is already damp with her arousal. There’s a soft squeak as you touch her, building into a moan as you continue stroking her. You work your way up and down the length of her cunt, slowly feeling out the outline of her entrance.
She wriggles a bit, pressing tighter against your touch, and that’s all the encouragement you need. You pull her panties aside, touching her directly. She whimpers, louder than before, and reaches up, grabbing hold of your arm. You pause, making sure she is still asleep, before you gently push a finger inside of her. Swire whimpers again, a bit louder this time, as you slowly finger her. You take your time, pushing into her as slowly as you can manage, hooking your finger within her, listening as her breathing speeds up, her whimpers coming more and more frequently.
“Doctor…” she mumbles, her grip on your arm tightening. She’s so cute, you can hardly stand it, especially as her ears twitch a bit. You should probably slow down, honestly even stop completely, but you can’t. You just keep fingering her, knowing you’re pushing it, and finally her eyes flutter open.
“E-eh!? Swire exclaims, blinking rapidly. “Wha…”
“It’s okay, Swire, it’s me,” you say, not slowing at all.
“Dcotor? You’re… I was asleep, but you’re…” Swire says, squirming. “Ah, that’s… it feels good…”
She relaxes again, giving in to the pleasure of your touch. She whimpers, already worked up even though she just woke up. It seems today you’ll have the timid kitten, rather than the fierce tiger, and that’s just fine by you. You’ll take Swire any way you can have her, honestly.
“You were just so cute sleeping over here, I couldn’t help myself,” you explain, slipping a second finger inside of her. Swire moans, bucking her hips against your hand.
“Not fair,” she whines, “Having fun with me while I was asleep! You’ll… have to make it up to me!”
Swire is already shifting as she says this, and you pull back, so that she can turn, sliding onto your lap. She settles in, feeling your erection beneath her. With her hands on your shoulders, she leans in, pressing her lips to yours. She kisses you, and you press your tongue into her mouth, causing her to moan into the kiss. She grinds against you, teasing you a bit as you kiss, until she rises up. You reach down, working your cock free, and lining it up with her pussy.
“Isn’t this way better?” Swire asks, sinking down onto you. “At least, I hope I’m more fun awake than asleep!”
“You are,” you answer, a bit breathless as you finally get to feel her pussy clinging to your cock. Fucking Swire has been amazing from the firs time, but with how wet and ready she is today, it’s something else.
“I wore these panties just for you, you know,” Swire says, pouting down at you as she starts to bounce up and down. “You went and spoiled the surprise!”
“You’re the one sleeping with your legs wide open,” you counter, and Swire gasps.
“W-what? I was?” She blushes, but starts riding you faster. “You should have told me! What if someone had walked in and saw them!”
“I locked the door almost as soon as you fell asleep,” you respond. “I’m not about to share that with anyone.”
Swire leans in for another kiss, and you reach down, grabbing her ass as she rides you. She moans, her tail flicking. You use your grip to help guide her movement, steadying her so she can ride you that much faster. Swire is good at this, since this is far from the first time the two of you have taken a quick break using the office couch. She pulls back from the kiss, breathing heavily as she gets closer and closer to her limit.
You can tell it’s only a matter of time for her, with her eyes half lidded and ears drooping a bit, and you begin to thrust up into her. It’s enough to throw her off, as you fuck her, holding her still. The added movement is just enough to push her past the edge, and she cries out, loud as always as she loses herself in climax.
You don’t slow down at all, fucking her as her pussy tightens up around you, her legs trembling, and it’s all too much for you. WIth a groan, you fall back onto the couch, Swire sinking down on top of you. Your seed spills into her, and Swire whimpers as you fill her cunt. You embrace her, holding her tight as you empty yourself within her.
For a moment, you both fall still, catching your breath. When Swire finally climbs off of you, she’s grinning.
“You owe me some sleep now, Doctor!” she teases. “Guess you’ll have to come home with me tonight, to make sure I get enough sleep!”
“I’d love to,” you agree, knowing sleep will probably be the last thing on either of your minds tonight.