Click. Click. Click.
"There you are." Kensei said as he approached his busy lieutenant, the sound of his boot heels striking the floor echoing across the vast space of the office room.
"I thought this was an 4th seat's job." He murmured, watching as Shuuhei quickly took care of the 4th seat's paperwork.
"He reported in sick." Hisagi replied, not lifting his gaze from his paperwork, "I took the job upon myself."
"You couldn't find another officer to do it?" Kensei asked with a small frown.
"Laziness is not an attractive quality." Hisagi couldn't help but reply, causing his Captain to frown even more.
"But it's your break." Kensei replied, stepping closer, "Usually you're in my quarters by now brat."
The Captain reached over to issue a gentle slap across Hisagi's backside for the simple pleasure of watching the shocked expression overtake Hisagi's usually emotionless face.
"Captain!" Hisagi objected loudly, his eyes going round in shock, "I don't think I need to remind you that behavior like that in public areas is not only dangerous, but-"
"No one's in here." Kensei chuckled with a small smirk, "I checked myself and locked the door."
"S-Sir…don't do this…"
Smirking without replying, Kensei slid up behind Hisagi and laid his hands over his first officer's slender hips and just as the raven-haired male began to squirm away, he clamped his fingers tighter and nuzzled up against the back of Hisagi's neck causing a soft whimper to escape the younger male's lips.
"This doesn't smell like your usual soap." Kensei murmured, sniffing against Shuuhei's sensitive skin, "Did you purchase something exotic for me?"
"Captain," Hisagi whispered, struggling to free himself from his Captain's tight hold, "This is not appropriate inside of the office."
"That's what makes it fun." Kensei replied with a snicker, pulling Hisagi's body back against him, "Stay right here, kid. I'm not finished taking care of everything."
" I am- … I was taking care of-"
"Not of the paperwork." Kensei murmured, tilting his chin to breathe across Hisagi's earlobe, "Of you."
Shuuhei's argument lagged as he swallowed hard, his body trembling. At this distance, Kensei could easily detect the dark red flush rising past Hisagi's collarbone and at the tips of his ears.
Not waiting for a spoken yes, Kensei slowly worked his hand underneath his lover's uniform, his fingertips grazing across Hisagi's bare stomach. He clutched the paperwork more tightly in his hands, and drew in a rigid breath.
"If you desire sex with me we may return to your quarters when I have completed the paperwork, Kensei….please…" Hisagi whispered pleadingly, glancing anxiously over his shoulder at the older, muscular man.
"It's Captain." Kensei murmured, "We're still in public, remember?"
Hisagi's jaw clenched, but he didn't put up a fight, "It would be best to return to your quarters, Captain. "
"No, I think we'll stay right here."
Hisagi's eyes widen briefly as Kensei's hand scaled higher, teasing against one hardening nipple.
"Captain-"
"Put the papers down." Kensei ordered softly in a huskily tone of voice.
Hisagi hesitated for a moment before laying the paperwork on the closest shelf. His hands dropped stiffly to his sides, neither objecting to nor encouraging his Captain's advances.
Because, he'd be damned if he gave in right away.