Cats and Dogs – Paper Cut
Kat rarely uses the paper records they have in case systems get hacked or fail. She prefers her computer systems (which she coordinated herself) to the old school files, but Cruger wants the new cadet files digitized before going into storage. Kat sighs to herself, flipping through the papers uninterestedly. "These should all be in the systems...why can't Bridge or Boom do this?"
"Why can't I do what?" Boom asks, frowning.
"Oh, nothing, Boom, I'm just updating the cyber records. Cruger got the new batch of files and he wants them to be typed up before going into storage," Kat mumbles. Her ears move once in a while amidst the jungle of dark curls on her head. Sometimes they pick up sounds in the halls. At one point, she can hear the familiar tip–tapping of claws and paw pads on the hall floors.
"Oh, I see, boss man crackin' down, eh?" Boom smirks, though Kat's dry expression is enough to silence him on the matter.
The door hisses as it opens and reveals the seven foot Sirian called Cruger. "Kat, how are those reports coming?"
"Fine, Doggie, just fi—mreow!" Kat makes a strangled meowing sound in anger.
"What?" Cruger asks in worry.
"Paper cut," Kat says in annoyance.
Cruger smiles at her in sympathy. "Here, let me help."
"Oh, Doggie, that's..." Kat trails off as Doggie's tongue encircles her finger gently. Her eyes go wide, eyebrows go up and jaw goes down. A blush creeps across her face until it reaches the tips of her perked ears. The feeling of his hot, wet tongue on her flesh sends her mind into a flurry, igniting all her senses at once. Every synapse in her brain is going off like fireworks. She tries to form coherent words but no thoughts are cohesive beyond 'Doggie' and 'tongue'.
Cruger's Sirian saliva heals the cut almost instantaneously. He inspects it before pulling away. "Is that better?"
Kat just nods. Fortunately enough, Cruger leaves not a moment later to check on B–Squad, leaving Katherine to work through her haze. Her face still flushed, she blinks to clear her mind. She sighs, then lets out a light giggling noise. "Wow... "
"Hey, Kat, what's got you all hot and bothered under the collar?" Boom asks, not thinking about his choice of words in the least. When she looks at him, panicked, cheeks rosy red, Boom nods. "Boss man—got'cha!"
Kat tries to protest but makes a stuttering noise instead. She begins drumming her claws on her console station, wildly going through the last few minutes' events in her mind. This goes on for several minutes until her screen beeps.
"Sydney, what's going on?," she greets, clearing her throat nervously.
"Hi, Kat, I was just wondering when the Commander was getting here," says the blond.
"I, uh, have...um...Commander Doggie—Cruger!—has the..." Kat struggles with the sentences in her brain. She was flustered before and now Syd's eyes bore into her.
"Kat, what's going on? Cat got your tongue?" While Syd laughs at her own joke Kat's face ignites like a torch at the word tongue. "Cruger got your fur ruffled?"
"I'msorryIhavetogoconsultonsome thinggoodbye!" Kat rushes before signing out hurriedly. She sighs and smiles at the memory of Cruger's tongue, still able to feel it; she shivers.
Boom chuckles to himself at his mentor's uncharacteristic behavior. As much as it grossed him out, it was kind of a sweet moment. He just never wants to see Cruger's tongue ever again.