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It was a seemingly normal day at the office; everyone had gone home except for the colonel and her. She was determined to actually finish all the paperwork before the due date and Roy refused to leave her there all alone, even though it still seemed that she was doing all the work by herself. He had been staring into the same document for 20 minutes now, his mind obviously elsewhere. She finally finished forging his signature on the last document and took a second to lean back into her chair and stretch her arms; all she wanted to do was climb into her bed and sleep for the rest of eternity.

It was when she had her arms way up in the air she felt his eyes on her like a wild animal eyeing their prey. She carefully lowered her arms refusing to meet his glare, she knew those eyes. Those were his bedroom eyes.

"Lieutenant, are you all finished for the night?" His eyes scanned over her completed pile of work.

"Yes sir, just heading home now."

She wanted to dart for her coat as fast and she could but she needed to act normal. As she got up he got up as well. She walked over to her coat; he walked over to the office door and locked it.

"Sir, I can't leave if you lock the door."

"That's because I don't want you to leave, lieutenant." Great, not this again, she thought to herself.

"With all due respect sir, it's getting late and I have no idea what you're talking about, so if you'd excuse me..." She knew that wasn't going to stop him but it was worth a try. Before she could open her mouth to protest anymore he grabbed her arm and pulled her into his chest, his lips on hers as he tried to take the clip out of her hair.

She simply stood awkwardly crushed against him, wide-eyed and not even making an attempt to kiss back. Finally he realized his actions were not being reciprocated and slowly eased her out of his grip.

"Sir, how many times have I told we can't do that in the office, it's completely unprofessional."

There it was, the puppy dog eyes, the pout, oh how she was familiar with that pout. "But Riizaaa, you know I've always wanted to do it in the office, besides it's late and there's barely anyone here, the door is locked, we are not going to get caught."

"Have you ever thought that I might be tired Roy? It's because of your expertise procrastination skills that we're stuck here until the wee hours of the night, I haven't had a day off in 6 months, would it be completely unrealistic for me to want to go home and sleep so I can actually be here on time for work tomorrow? Not like you would know anything about that."

"I'll let you be on top, I know how much you like that."

"Good night Roy." She walked to the door; she decided it was best to leave now, before she gave into those damn puppy dog eyes of his.

"Wait, at least let me walk you home!"

"Oh, you're not leaving yet Roy, you still haven't read through that document on your desk that seemed to be real intriguing for the past half an hour. What were you thinking about you couldn't even sign one document?"

"Well it involved my desk, your gun, those handcuffs I know you keep in your bottom left drawer..."

She left the office making sure the door closed with a satisfying slam.