Weiss looked up from her scroll and offered the intern a small but genuine smile. The light from her pad illuminated her face in the half-lit, mostly empty conference hall. "I can assure you - the parties involved with this will be brought to justice. You've done my company a great service, young man."

The little rabbit faunus nodded at her praise, offering his own thin grin in return. Her mood dropped as she adopted her usual face of stoic professionalism "I trust you will be quiet about this...as well as the other thing you saw?"

"I-I-I...I, I mean, that shouldn't be a p-problem, Ms. Schnee."

Weiss wasn't wholly convinced, especially not with the way he squirmed and tried to hide his pants. Her keen eyes honed in on him, and the possibilities of an additional service he could offer her.

Money didn't need to buy silence, after all...

"Ah Ah! M-Miss Schne-eeeee!"

The former huntress merely cooed in response, running her hair through his head. Occasionally her fingers would brush his fauns ears, making the long, fluffy ears twitch in response. Otherwise they were flopping wildly along with the rest of his feverish body as he pumped in her ass.

Weiss pushed his head close, burying him in her small little hills. They'd grown since her days at Beacon, but were still not really anything to write home about. But she'd long since lost her concerns for her body - not when she was among the most powerful women in all the kingdoms.

She'd planned this all to a tee, especially after the intern had caught her 'unwinding' from a long stressful meeting with her favorite knight construct plowing her butt. A feverish night had broken away to a calm, calculated morning as she called him to the central meeting room for a private meeting. It just so happened that she'd also chosen to wear one of her old dresses that showed off her simple cups and shapely legs that same day…

But that was then, and this was now - now that she had his little body pressed against the glass walls of the conference room. His taller superior straddled against him and ramming down on his dick. He wasn't even twice as big or potent as her 'usual' fiare, but there was still a certain quaintness in the dynamics of power between them.

"Ooh, that's it - go a little faster," she demanded. The intern compiled and almost doubled his pace, much to her shock. His little hands gripped her hips as he pounded her down on his girth. The friction of his cock in her ass was actually starting to burn again - just the way she liked it.

She pushed down on him, sending him further into the cold glass. The faunus gasped at her frankness and squirmed. His shoulder accidentally tapped the holographic privacy controls for the boardroom.

'Oh hell…'

Weiss winced as the glass depolarized, revealing the interior of the compromised boardroom to the outside. Luckily the foyer was mostly empty...mostly, save for two conversing employees that turned in shock at their boss's antics.

The CEO made eye contact with her employees. Slowly, she reached for the controls and re-engaged the privacy settings. The glass polarized and once more concealed her. And her young subordinates lascivious display.

Weiss wasn't concerned that the duo would speak out - she had full, complete confidence that they weren't foolish enough to try and pull anything against her. Especially not with a very public corporate execution looming on the horizon. Still, she'd be remiss to let the incident happen again, and locked down the controls before she leaned in to his flopping ear. "Take me to the table."

The intern yelped at her sudden command, but promptly obeyed. Weiss let him guide them back, still plowing her ass in the process. He shuffled in his discarded pants until her butt touched the cool glass of the long conference table, like she wanted.

The Ceo reclined back until her body was flat against the table, with her legs dangling off. She rolled her hips, keeping him active and aroused in her rear. His hands wrapped around her sides and squeezed the top of her bubble butt.

"Hmm..You know, I could always use a personal assistant - someone that'd be willing to run my errands or compile my notes. Put up with me for long, long days and nights... Maybe you'd be interested?"

She rolled her hips back to spur him to keep thrusting. Her heel-clad toes tapped against the cold tiles after every loud clap.

Weiss continued. "I can assure you, there'd be quite the benefits behind it - better insurance, more clearance. You'd be spending a lot of time with a world-class CEO of one of the biggest companies of the world."

The CEO suddenly grabbed his wrists and pulled herself up. Her flushed, sweaty face hovered before him, letting him see the way her disheveled hair clung to her old scar. "I'd even give you a private tour of my house - especially my bedroom. Sound good?"

He nodded

"Good. Now cum."

He promptly complied.

Weiss' eyes fluttered shut as she felt quick, thick ropes of faunus cum in her ass. Her tight rear stayed sealed, retaining every dollop of syrupy spunk shooting up her bowels. He shoulders pressed against the clear table, leaving streaks from her buttchecks and shoulders behind.

The intern collapsed atop her, gasping for breath. His boss felt her breath escape, but managed to keep herself composed. She relaxed her legs and let them drop. Her nails reached up and ruffled his ears in a way that would just cap out this HR nightmare.

"Just think about it. I'm sure you'll make the right choice."

She knew he would, as would the pair of employees that were back at their stations working double time and denying that they ever saw a thing outside the conference room.

Weiss Schnee, CEO of SDC, ran a tight ship after all.