Title: Paperwork and Plots
Prompt: Hojo having very little patience for anything outside of science, like paperwork.
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While Professor Hojo very much enjoyed his status as the head of his lab in the science department, there were times when he thought he would gladly trade it in for the the positions of his underlings. While they were maddeningly and feverishly writing research papers for submissions, to gain notoriety and future positions much like the one Hojo himself held, he was stuck doing paperwork. All of his brilliance, wasted on monotonous forms and directing others--it had been weeks since he had even stepped food in his labs, and had been forced to pick the least incompetent of his staff to do his work.
Incensed, he made up his mind.
"Dr. Crescent," he said, looking up when she came in with the latest results--results of his own research, research he wasn not even able to oversee, even though it was his brilliance that was creating it--"Do something for me, will you?"
She blinked. "Professor?"
"I've decided. I can get nothing done here. I am going to do science, not paperwork," he said, and she smiled slightly at the way he spat out 'paperwork,' and Hojo found himself imagining her beneath him, writhing with her hair mussed, and her legs wrapped around his waist.
It made quite the nice image.
"So what are you going to do?" she said.
"One last bit of paperwork," he said, and felt his lips curving up slightly. "Forms on the relocation of the labs."
"And what do you want me to do?"
He gave her another smile, calculating in his head. "You are the only one I trust not to botch my precious samples in the move," he said, and she flushed a faint pink.
It seemed this had been a good idea in more than one way, he decided, and wondered how many more flattering words of praise it would take for her to end up in his bed.