Work Text:
"Good girl. You did so well."
Erin always looks so pretty like this. She looks perfect with her top half fully clothed, nipples peeking through her shirt, lower half completely bare. The comedown from her high is striking her sharper as a knife, her chest heaving.
Alex wipes her lips clean with the back of her hand, humming as she licks that blessed skin to get that sweet taste into her mouth. Moaning, her eyes flutter shut. Erin's breath hitches.
God forbid Alex forsakes her darling. She rises from her knees, placing two slim fingers into Erin's mouth. Despite this, Erin's tongue is peeking out, and Alex lets out a dark chuckle. "See how good you taste?" she purrs.
Erin groans, bucking her hips. If not for the clock striking three on the wall, Alex would have returned her attention to the weeping pussy begging for her. But alas, time is of the essence, and Erin tilts her head up. Alex accepts the offer of a kiss, sighing into those lips.
This kiss breaks the spell and Erin grins into Alex's mouth. "Is that enough for you?" Erin asks.
"For now." Stepping back, Alex rummages for her trousers in the office, finding it on top of her briefcase. "I still have freshman papers to grade."
"That is rubbish. You need a protegé."
"As if I have the time to both manage myself and another person."
"You handle me just fine."
Best to bypass the question when Erin had her agent hat on. "Speaking of protegés," Alex starts, "has Dave finally written Aaron's recommendation for the chief prosecutor's office?"
"Have you written Emily's recommendation for the Department of State?"
"I have, actually. I was going to review it first thing tomorrow morning."
By the time Alex is dressed, Erin is as put together as she was before she came into the office. "Good. I'll see you at home for dinner?"
"Yes. Seven o'clock?"
"That will do." Another kiss, another shared sigh. "See you at home, Professor Blake."
"And you, Chief Strauss."