Chapter 4 - Stealthy Like a Leopard

Making her way back to the lab, Shion yawned as the door opened. She rolled her shoulders to loosen the knots that had formed from the long hours spent at work. Then she placed one hand on her back, behind her head, before giving it a good stretch. Repeating the process with the other arm, she wandered lethargically towards her computer. She was tired from all the work that had been piled on her shoulders. About to sit down, she finally realized there was someone else in the room.

Glancing at the sofa, her eyebrow twitched at the sight of their female inspector, fast asleep. Here she was working long hours, day in and day out, and Akane had the audacity to sleep on the job? A twinge of annoyance pierced her. The girl had just started her shift; she should be bright-eyed, alert and ready for anything. Shion paused for a moment of thought before a devious smile formed on her lips. There was one way to kill two birds with one stone, so to speak.

Despite the typical provocative nature of her shirt's neckline, she purposely tugged it lower. Approaching the sofa, she gingerly seated herself beside the girl who continued to slumber, completely unaware that she had company. This only worked if Akane were to remain asleep until the perfect moment. Her act of sitting down created a slight dip in the seat cushion and the sleeping girl's body tilted towards her companion. Shion angled herself so she was facing Akane, positioned to stop her gradual descent down the back of the sofa. She stopped sliding when her head landed on Shion's chest.

"What's wrong, Akane-chan?" Shion questioned as she gathered her against her generous bosom.

"Mm..."

Rather than giving a verbal reply, she sighed softly as she nestled her head against the cushiony softness of Shion's breasts, causing the woman to grin. Cupping the back of Akane's head as she pressed her in more closely, Shion ran her fingers lightly up and down her back. Who could blame her for taking advantage of the situation? Akane should know better than to sleep in such a public place, if she didn't want to be attacked. It wasn't like Yayoi would say anything when she found out. It was hardly cheating if she was having a little fun at the girl's expense. Not to mention, she would think twice the next time she was tempted to sleep in her lab - punishment for Akane, but all pleasure for her.

"Akane-chan..." she coaxed.

"Mm... Five more minutes," she mumbled, her lips brushing against her skin as she spoke.

As if to emphasize her point, Akane wrapped her arms around her waist and hugged her tight, clearly mistaking her for a pillow - which was her intention in the first place. Allowing her to resettle herself, Shion waited for a minute before she attempted to wake her; this time with a little more persuasion since this was the exact situation she had been hoping for. The strokes of her hand along her back were done with increased pressure.

"Akane-chan, wake up," she said.

Sighing once more, this time it was a sound of dissatisfaction. Akane buried her face against her chest for a moment before she groggily pulled away to address the voice that was coming at her from above her head. Her eyes blinked several times, her vision out of focus. Then she yawned before she rested her head again, not ready to wake just yet. The drowsiness had not left her.

"Not yet..." she murmured.
"Come now. Be a good girl and tell big sister Shion what the issue is."
"... Hm?"

Something finally registered in her mind as she slowly peeled her face away from the other woman's chest to glance up at her. Another yawn escaped her lips as she blinked up at her, still not realizing that she was shamelessly sleeping all over her analyst. Shion grinned to herself as she waited for the girl to respond to the situation. Akane wasn't her usual type, but she would be a fun play toy to keep on the side - not that the girl swung that way, which was what made this scenario that much more delicious.

"... Karanomori-san?"
"Shion is just fine, especially when you're like this. What's wrong?" she questioned, as she pressed Akane's head against her bosom. "Sleepy?"
"Mm... A little. I'm still not used to doing night shift."

It was strange to find herself snuggled up against Shion, a situation she had no recollection of. She remembered waiting for her return, seating herself on the couch. Despite the lie she had told herself, of only closing her eyes for a minute, there was no doubt in her mind that she had fallen asleep afterwards. Yet Shion was never in the picture because she wouldn't do such a thing if she had been around. So why was it that she was clinging on to the woman like she was her personal pillow?

Trying to pull away, she couldn't as Shion's one hand was holding her face against her breasts while her other was wrapped tightly around her waist. She couldn't move. Not to mention, her own arms were wrapped around the woman's waist as well. Releasing her hold on Karanomori, she tried to move away but she wasn't given that freedom.

"Poor dear," Shion murmured. "I have just the thing that will help you wake up."
"You do?"
"Of course. I'm a physician, aren't I?"

Akane nodded in reply since it was true. Even so, considering the fact that she was a latent criminal, she was positive that she wasn't a practicing physician. They had taken her in because they wanted to make use of her knowledge while solving cases. Her practice had become autopsies on victims, rather than diagnosing live patients. Then again, it wasn't like she would forget what she learned when she was active in her field.

"What is it?" Akane asked.
"Something that works like a charm, but... It's pretty potent. Are you sure you want it?"
"If it'll help me wake up..."

Expecting Shion to write up a slip that she could take down to the nurses' station, she was confused when the older lady cupped her hand around her cheek. She smiled at her so Akane smiled back. Before she realized what happened, she found her lips being crushed by Shion's. It felt like a bolt of electricity had arced through her body before she started struggling, trying to get away from her. She couldn't since Shion had one arm wrapped around her waist, holding her captive.

The situation seemed to be growing more intense as she tried to fight for freedom. No matter how she twisted or turned, neither her hand nor her lips budged. To make matters worse, she tried to verbally protest which only allowed Shion to thrust her tongue inside. It was such an uncomfortable feeling that she couldn't escape from. Even as she pushed against Shion's shoulders, she paid no attention to her protests. Her tongue continued to taunt her, occupying space within her mouth.

When she finally could take no more, Shion was pulling away from her, her lips slowly, languidly released from their captivity. Immediately pushing away from her, Akane's violent reaction was met with no resistance. She scrambled away from her analyst with a look of utter horror on her face.

"Y - You... Did t - that!"
"Yes?" Shion questioned calmly.
"You were thrusting your tongue down my throat!" she accused.
"I was kissing you," corrected Shion, "and it wouldn't have felt that way if you stopped wriggling around. We could try this again if you wish."
"No thank you!" Akane retorted, still staring at her with a horror-stricken expression on her face.

Licking her lips like she was savouring the lingering taste of her, Shion finally shrugged flippantly before she slowly stood up. Based on her reaction, expected as it were, she was certain Akane would think twice before she repeated her current mistake. She had such a straight-forward personality; it was fun to tease her.

"You said you had something that would help me wake up," Akane complained.

In the process of relocating to her desk chair, Shion turned to face her inspector who had regained some of her wits. Purposely emphasizing her feminine charms, her arms crossed beneath the fullness of her breasts. The movement drew Akane's attention to her chest, the girl's eyes fractionally widening in surprise. She couldn't help but stare for a moment before glancing up at her face.

"Shock therapy - works like a charm. You're awake now, aren't you?"
"... Oh..."
"You didn't seriously think I would let you use these without payment, did you?"

Akane felt herself grow uncomfortable as Shion motioned to her breasts which seemed to be falling out of her clothes. The size of them was something that one would never miss upon meeting her, but it wasn't something she normally paid any attention to. Now it seemed to be the only thing she noticed, after she had slept all over them. It had registered in her mind that her pillow, which was actually Shion's chest, had felt softer than normal.

"You're welcome to make use of them anytime you want... As long as you don't mind a little give and take," Shion added with a smirk. "I don't think Yayoi would mind sharing too much."
"What?"
"Better yet, you could even join us..."

It took some time for the meaning of her words to sink in and Shion derived a delicious amount of pleasure in watching her response. Initially confused, Akane's face gradually became more pale until it was paper white; her eyes bulging to the point that they strained against their sockets, making her look like a corpse insect. She tried to formulate a verbal reply which was ultimately incoherent spluttering sounds.

"I don't think so," Akane finally managed to say.
"Hm...? But now that I think about it, it's a great idea. We can pick up where we left off."

Suiting actions to words, she proceeded towards Akane with slow, deliberate steps. Despite the calm, purposeful expression on her face as she watched the girl, Shion was aquiver with laughter on the inside; she wasn't sure she could hold it in much longer. Once again, her inspector had taken on that bug-eyed look, trying to shrink back against the end of the couch she was occupying. If she could have melded as one with the furniture, she would have. When finally she had been tormented beyond her breaking point, she let out a soundless shriek. Jumping up from her seat, she dashed out of the lab without looking back.

"Ahaha..."

The door closed behind Akane, just as quiet as her outraged scream had been. Left alone in the peace of her sanctuary, Shion clutched her sides as her laughter echoed endlessly in the room. The expression on her face had been priceless. It was such a shame there was no way to share the entire experience with Yayoi; though she wasn't so sure her lover would share the same enjoyment of it as she did.

"... Oh man, I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard," Shion murmured to herself when the bout of laughter subsided.

Finally clearing her throat, she fixed her wardrobe. With the extra help she had given it, it had malfunctioned during the period of time she had been doubled over with uncontrolled giggles. Presentable once more, she made her way to her desk. She highly doubted she would receive any reprimands for her behaviour. In order for that to happen, Akane would first have to admit her own mistake to her supervisor. Tucking away that precious memory, amusing as it had been, she turned to her work and resumed what she had started like there had been no interruption; there was still a lot of work to complete and the brief break with Akane had done nothing to change that inevitable fact.

AN

haha! Another chapter that can create some feelings of squeamishness if you're not into that type of thing... Oh well. This one was more fun and flirty, with Shion teasing Akane for her lack of professionalism.