A/N: A little fic idea my friend and I had discussed earlier. It's pretty short but I hope you enjoy!

Liz walked into the briefing room with Logan. They were of course the last two to arrive. Liz took a seat next to Merrick. He gave her a small smile and she did the same. Once everyone was seated, Elias got up to start the briefing.

"Is everyone settled?" asked Elias

He looked around the room while everyone nodded, then proceeded to the briefing. It was another high risk mission with a high chance of failure. Nothing new there. Once Liz knew her dad was occupied enough she decided to have a little fun of her own. Her hand rested on Merrick's thigh. She glanced over to see his reaction, nothing yet. Moving her hand up his thigh to the front of his pants. A small smirk formed on her lips when she heard a gasp come out of him.

Liz kept her attention to the front where her dad was. While not breaking the contact from under the table. She heard the deep breathing coming from Merrick and it made her even more persistent. Once Liz felt the obvious dent in his pants she unzipped his pants. Merrick looked at her with a flushed face and a sweaty brow. "What are you doing?" whispered Merrick

"Shh."

Liz didn't look at him, she just kept her attention towards the front. Merrick almost let out a small moan when her hand took a firm grasp on his very hard cock. But as soon as he crushed it he let out a cough, making everyone turn their attention on him. Even Liz. "Merrick are you alright?" asked Elias

"Yes sir. Just a small cough. Nothing to worry about." said Merrick

"Alright."

"Why is your face red?" asked Logan

"None of your business kid." snapped Merrick

Everyone turned their attention back to the front and Liz let out a small chuckle. She began to run her thumb over the tip of his cock. Glancing over again to see him wipe the sweat off his brows. Liz started to move her hand slowly up and down his shaft. She saw Merrick grasp the side of the table so hard his knuckles turned white. She kept up her slow rhythm for another moment until she moved her hand back towards his head. She rubbed his pre-cum over the tip with her thumb, making him gasp some more.

"Liz?"

Without turning her head all she said was "Shh." It was driving him mad. Here was one of his team mates and his bosses daughter giving him a hand job during a briefing. Merrick was doing all he could to stay in control over the situation, but the closer he got, the harder it was to maintain. Next thing he knew the briefing was over and everyone was leaving the briefing room. Luckily Liz let go of his cock but stayed seated next to him. Merrick was about to tuck himself back into his pants when he saw Liz get on her knees in front of him. Eyes widening while he watched her take him in her mouth.

He was thankful everyone had left, how the hell would he explain this to anyone? Merrick hung his head back and let out a moan. He hated this, hated how good she was at this. After another few bobs of her head, he came. Every little drop spilling in her mouth and she swallowed every last bit. Liz stood up and brushed herself off. She looked at a flustered and panting Merrick still seated. A smile forming on her lips.

Merrick didn't expect her to lean down and kiss him, hell he didn't expect her to do any of what she did. He tasted himself on her tongue. She broke the kiss and started to walk out of the room, her hand grazing his back. Liz leaned over and whispered "My room, after the mission" before fully exiting the room. Merrick tucked himself back in his pants and stood up to leave. A smile gracing his face.