Hyouga placed a huge stack of folders on her desk with a huff, pushing some of her loose amethyst hair from her face. "I need to invest in a damned hand cart at this rate." She sank heavily into her seat, air leaving her lungs with a harsh woosh. She rubbed at her eyes and picked a folder up off the top. "Laika, Hitomi." She groaned.

"Hey, at least we're at the Ls, right?"

Hyouga looked up to see Sha in the doorway, horribly trying to hide a grin. "You're late today. That never happens." Sha came in the office and closed the door behind her. "Let me guess, you were in the shape of a pretzel this morning and unable to get up?"

"Something of that nature."

"So, I hope you're in my office to thank me for getting you back into a good mood. I'm sure with how long he was gone you were busy the whole weekend. I mean, he didn't come back to Salem's at all." She shrugged. "Though I guess you don't need a change of clothes when you're naked all weekend."

"Entirely true." She crossed her arms. "Though I have more to thank you for than just a few days of sex."

Hyouga's fingers paused over her keyboard as she opened up a new file. "Details. Now."

Sha scoffed. "What, and risk getting caught not doing my share of the files? Should get to work. As you said, late and all that shit." She turned for the door.

"Shakaku Daela Fanelia so help me I will barge into Kitsu and Sukuna's offices and tell them all this."

"You wouldn't."

"I would. You know me. I damn well would."

She sighed. "You're right. Jeez, I was just going to wait until lunch. But… We talked and I guess we agreed to… make it a bit more of a test. Trial mode, I suppose you could say."

Hyouga made her friend jump as she squealed and stood. "It worked! I knew sticking you two in the same room would work."

Sha rolled her eyes and smiled. "Well I would have at least gotten laid thanks to your efforts, so I wouldn't have walked away a loser that night regardless of the outcome."

"So, you're his girlfriend now?"

Sha cringed a bit with a groan. "I feel too old for a title like that. But not quite. We're still mostly physical."

"But you get along."

"Extremely well."

"And share the same interests in pointy objects of death."

"We enjoy the shine I suppose."

"And apparently have been on each other's minds for six weeks."

"I don't know about that, but that break made it better." She shifted where she stood. "We're just enjoying what we have right now, seeing what happens. I mean I'm not seeking your blessing here."

"Oh, I fully support it. You could both use a constant outlet. Half your DNA is violent by nature, and he seems the type up for a good rough and tumble." She sat back at her desk.

"Not wearing long sleeves and a scarf just for the cold today. Neither is he."

Hyouga chuckled. "I so need details. But later, for sure. We'll do lunch today, on me."

Sha arched a brow. "Really? You sure?"

"Of course. You're my best friend, dumbass. And I've been a total jerk since Salem's place."

She smiled. "I get it. Honeymoon stage they call it. Can't get enough of one another. Trust me. I get it. At least now I do." She shifted her gaze away for a moment. "I didn't at first. It'd been too long since Sven died. I couldn't remember that feeling. But I know for sure right now."

Hyouga's grin shifted to a smirk. "Seriously girl, dirty details after work. I've kept you long enough."

Sha groaned. "Fine. Off to work, snap back to reality." She said goodbye and left down the hall.

Hyouga looked at the file in front of her and bit her lip. Her gaze shifted to her phone. She rolled her lip between her teeth, contemplating. After a moment, she reached forward. The line rang twice. "Hey. Remember that thing we did two weeks ago here?" She listened for a moment, humming as words spilled into her lavender canine ear tilted towards the receiver. "Mhm, that one. With that memory in mind, how would you like to help some good friends out this afternoon?"

Hyouga went to Sha's office fifteen minutes to break. She'd make the time up later. "Hey, bugging you now since you wasted my morning."

Sha didn't look up from her computer. "Uh-huh. So, hearing about this weekend wasn't your intentions all along?

"Maybe a little." She sat on the couch Sha kept in the office. "So, we have some time. And you can talk and type. Spill."

"I can talk and type, but not remember that as well."

"Then forget work. Best friend wants the deets. Can't deny those rights."

She rolled her eyes but sighed. "Look, I mostly want to keep the small fine details to myself."

"Fine, general details. He's obviously good."

"Oh yeah. Otherwise I would have been able to walk around the apartment last night." She startled at a knock on her door. "Yes?"

She was equally surprised to see Salem and Hiei enter her office. "Hey, note on Hyouga's door said to come here. Hope she was just about to tell you about the lunch date."

Sha instantly got it and nodded. "I'd hope so. I like to know when I'm on a date ahead of time."

"Yeah, but where's the surprise in that?" She looked to Salem. "I have one more thing I have to run to records and we can get the others."

Sha wasn't given the opportunity to ask who the others were before Hyouga and Salem had left them alone in her office. "Well alright then."

"I see this becoming a thing with them, unfortunately."

Sha groaned. "Maybe we can play sick?"

"Too late for this round. And she means the foxes. Kurama went to Kitsu's office. He's waiting for us there."

"Sure, just waiting patiently."

"Oh, I never said anything of the sort." He looked over what he could see of her buttoned-up blouse. "Wouldn't blame him, honestly."

"What, if they were locking the doors right now?"

He nodded. "I can understand the urge."

Her mind instantly sparked. She started to gather up her files, not exactly looking at him. "Haven't had enough?"

"Not quite yet. You do realize that one week was not enough to satisfy months of celibacy. And the added six weeks after…"

She could feel herself ache as she put the files to another table. "I'll be back home in a few hours." She felt a flush of heat as he shook his head and turned the lock on the door. She stood in front of her desk.

"Not soon enough." With the blinds already closed he advanced on her, pushing her back into the desk as he claimed her lips. He lifted her thighs to his hips and slipped between them. Her skirt rolled up her thighs. He grinned and pulled back as she sighed against him. "I've had this image running through my mind all day. Since I first saw you slip this on." She slipped perfectly on the desk as he nudged her weight backwards and she lifted her black reptilian tail out of the way. He took the invitation as her head tilted back, exposing one of many bruises inflicted by him that past weekend. He pressed his lips to it, rolling his hips against hers. His hands on her thighs held her tightly in place.

She leaned back on her elbows and he kissed down her throat, lingering against discolored flesh. His grip against her thighs shifted up, teasing against the line of her skirt. Her breath caught in her throat as he knelt and pulled her panties aside. She bit her lip against the groan building in her chest, but failed as his tongue swept up over her cleft.

"How long?" he breathed.

"Probably twelve minutes."

He ran his tongue up again, loving the resulting moans. "Fuck this then." He did it again and stood, kissing her through her pout. "I'll make it up to you when we have time later."

She purred as he reached between them for the zipper of his pants. "Or just do double the effort now. And still owe me later."

"Since I benefit from both regardless, deal." He stroked his rigid flesh, resting the tip against her heat. He pushed into her, groaning with her as he pulled out to adjust. He leaned over her ear. "I'll just make sure to get you to scream in your native tongue like I did last night."

She purred, wrapping her arms around his neck as he continued rocking into her. "Mm, even though you don't know it?"

He stopped moving. "Teach me."

"What?"

"Teach me something. So I will know."

She thought for a moment. "Di'mio is something you can say. Di is dragon and mio is mine, or my."

He hummed against her throat. "Di'mio…"

She shivered as the word rolled off his tongue, caressing her skin. "Shinamai… the feminine way of referring to a lover."

"And masculine?"

She sighed as he kissed down her throat again, pressing his hips into hers. "Shiname." She rumbled a moan. "Fiez. Faster."

He pulled her off the desk and turned her around. He shoved her against it, forcing her to bend over the surface. "Fiez, huh?"

She nodded as he ran his fingers through her hair, his other hand propping her tail against his chest for leverage. He gripped the black locks in his hand, pulling back tight, eliciting a moan from her. "Ah, shi'mai'e…"

He didn't need translation for that one. He had heard those rippling syllables enough times to have them seared into his wet dreams forever. He relished the throaty gasp he forced from her throat as he pushed her against her desk and sank into her with all his weight. She followed the way he pulled her hair, leaning back just enough to arch herself. He used the hand on her tail to grip her ass through the skirt dangling from her hips.

She moaned, only partially still aware of where she was. "Fiez, shinamai." She pressed her lips around a louder moan as he did just that. "Terest. Harder."

He hummed around a groan as well. "Any harder and I'll push you flat into this desk."

"We're almost out of time. I don't care."

He held her to the desk as hard as he could without cracking her ribs. He grunted against a flash of electricity in his veins. He pressed his chest to her back, holding her down more. He held her hair harder, his lips at her ear. "Come for me, di'mio. Let me feel you break."

She put her hands to her mouth as she came, her muscles clenching down on him. She gripped at the desk as he held her fast, his hips slamming into her, seeking his own release.

He could feel her muscles loosening around him, but they wouldn't stay relaxed for long. He kept his pace strong, reigniting her orgasm just as it faded. He tightened his grip as he felt his release sneaking up his spine. He groaned, his pace out of his control. All at once his mind went white and his muscles seized up. He could only focus on his release, rendering him weak as he moaned into his lover's flesh. He snatched a tissue from her desk and pulled out, releasing into it.

She shook from the sudden halt, slamming back to Earth. His weight encased her again, letting her feel his flesh rise and fall with effort. His hands rested on either side of her on the desk, allowing him to press his lips to her neck. She let out a purr of a sigh and reached up to cup his face gently. "Your accent is terrible, by the way."

He laughed into her skin. "Excuse me that I don't have the natural hiss to my voice." He let his weight fall to one arm, lifting the other to her ribs to slide down, taking the skirt with it. "Though I'm sure with time."

She hummed as his lips found the point of her ear. "And learning how to hiss with your words helps in more than just your speech."

"As you've shown me first hand." He took his weight from her and let her off the desk so she could face him. He still wasn't used to many people shorter than him. "You're going to make this interesting, aren't you?"

"So long as you do." She kept his gaze. "You know the power of the shadow of a dragon. Of the unleashed power. You know how much I can take, what I can do." She flicked her gaze over him. "In that manner, I know what fire can blaze like. I understand that insatiable burn. I think we know enough of each other to keep this interesting for months at least."

He chuckled and leaned to catch her lips. "Months, hm?"

She allowed him for a moment. "I'd think so. My job keeps my bloodlust cycling. I'm sure what you end up doing will bring you back." She frowned suddenly. "Actually, that is a good question. What are you going to do?"

"I need to think of it." He fixed his clothes, allowing her to do the same. "I belong out there. It's what I know. I need the freedom."

She kept his gaze. "I know you do. I don't expect you to stay."

"I need time to think. If that's permittable."

She smiled and looked away. "Of course. I don't own you, remember?"

"Thought I'd at least be honest. It's still a lot for now."

"I know. Seriously, it's okay." She looked him dead in the eyes. "It's a lot for me, too." She kept her smile. "One day at a time is fine with me. I'd rather get to know you, and you know me, before we really commit to this." She ran her hand up his chest. "I mean besides favorite sex positions and swordsmiths."

"Those are important to know."

She laughed. "Yes, but minor things. I just… want to know for sure that this isn't some rebound/booty call thing."

It was his turn to laugh. "I don't do that. I hate most everyone I meet. And then some."

"Did you hate me?"

"At first."

"Oh thanks."

"I said at first, didn't I? Obviously not for long if I went along with fucking you."

She shrugged. "There is such a thing as angry vengeful sex, you know."

"That wasn't it. I at least found you attractive enough. Still do."

"I'd hope so." She let him catch her lips again. She didn't want or need more than that. She wanted to be cautious, not jump straight in. They were great together physically, and synced well in battle. She still wasn't sure on anything personal just yet. They hadn't gone out that last weekend, instead opting to order in and throw something over their indecency only to answer the door. She only partially felt sorry for her neighbors. And was pretty sure a few of them knew his name.

Her phone rang behind her, bringing her back down. She looked behind her and saw the extension. "It's Hyouga."

"Take it then," he said as he trailed to her neck again.

She fumbled behind her for the button to answer it via speaker. "Hey, what's up?"

"We're all ready to go. Lunch just started. You two ready?"

"Yeah, we'll meet you in the hallway. Just have to get my coat on."

"Alright, see you in three."

Sha made sure the call was disconnected. "We'll have to postpone this for now."

He growled in displeasure. "I can have lunch right here though."

"Naughty. I have work to do when we get back."

He allowed her to get up. "Fine, be responsible."

She caught his lips this time. A brief promise of what was to come. "Don't worry, shinamai, I'll ride you into the floor later."

It was his turn to purr. "Is that right?"

"If you still want to learn Dracish, that is." She stepped around him to her coat rack. "If you can wait until then."

"I'll manage. If I can survive this lunch, that is."

She smirked while hauling her coat on. "I'll keep my teasing minimal, I promise."

"That's not my main concern. Though that will make this worse."

She kissed his cheek and opened the office door. "If all else fails, you can kill them."

He laughed. "Let's get this shit over with."