A/N: No excuse for this one, folks. XD This one was inspired by a great outfit by syachiiro; she had drawn Whip in some lovely 'business attire.' So of course my brain started taking this in a…naughty direction. Involving a desk.

Short one-shot. Needless to say, PWP(though with an established couple.)

Apologies for being gone so long. I'm not sure how fast I'll be getting back in, but I've been fighting some horrible lack of motivation and jadedness. I thought that maybe a story like this, going back to form for my original KOF couple, might help a bit.

Oh yeah, this one's not for kids/Good Boys and Girls, so fair warning. :3

Checking his watch, he knew Whip was likely back in her suite by now.

The pair had been separated on business again. This happened every so often when she would have to travel with the unit, and Adel would have to go deal with his own business elsewhere-be it with various noble's functions, or having to head into the underworld to make sure things were still as relatively clean as they could be in the gray market.

Heading into the large hotel, the air conditioning hit him like a blessing; he was not much of a hot weather guy. His pale complexion disliked the sun, and he preferred the cool, slightly dim environment of the indoors. The hotel the Ikari unit often stayed at when they visited Germany was one of the nicer ones, as Heidern put his men up as nicely as he could, since they were away from home much of the time. Some liked to stay in the barracks, but the closest members of the unit tended to like to stay in slightly more fine conditions.

Whip, of course, often stayed in the Sky Noah, and would be coming there tonight-Adel just wanted to meet her in the suite first. He was around the city, and thought it would be nice to drop in. He had messaged first, making sure that she was about finished work.

Moving into the elevator and up to her floor, the big blond leaned against the wall, watching the numbers go up slowly. He always liked the smells of a hotel; he liked to travel and while some people disliked hotels, he quite liked them. Despite him liking things like more common food and the like sometimes, having been raised on fancy stuff, he did enjoy splurging on suites himself. It was one of those few things that he liked to live as big as possible on.

Reaching one of the upper floors, he stepped out and into the hallway. This particular hotel was done up in rather nice, cool, blues and grays, which he preferred over the ones that insisted on the red carpet treatment. He knew her room was one of the last ones on the floor; the suite floors didn't have too many.

Knocking, he quickly saw an eye appear in the peephole before he heard the door unlock and open. She was standing behind the door; after she closed it, he realized why.

She was in the middle of getting undressed after work, wearing only her stockings, bra, and skirt at the moment.

"Well, hello," he said, an eyebrow raising and a smirk appearing on his face. "Look at you."

She grinned, slightly wickedly. "You caught me early, what can I say?" She leaned forward to pat his chest before going back over to her desk to shuffle through a few papers.

"How was work?" he asked, his eyes trailing over her toned body and down to her skirt. He felt himself already getting somewhat aroused.

"Boring, but thankfully that's the end of it." She turned toward him and leaned back against the desk, putting her hands on it. "At least for now."

"At least you guys don't have to do this often."

"Nah. It's like we all have designated office duty every so often for a few days at a time. I suppose it's nicer now, since the office is nice and air conditioned, and it's easier to wake up when it's light."

Adel walked over to her and glanced out the window. "Any plans for tonight?"

"I don't know yet," she said, touching his stomach. "Depends what you want to do."

"Did you not get dressed on purpose?"

"I don't know what you mean," Whip said, smiling. "I'm wearing stuff."

"Did I mention you look…great in this?" he said, licking his lips.

"It's just my business casual," she grinned, raising an eyebrow. She reached one leg up to stroke his side.

He glanced at the desk behind her. "How important are the things there?"

"Hmm?" she asked. "Oh, I put away anything important."

"Good," he said, his voice low as he went forward to capture her in a deep kiss; she returned it in full as her hands began to fumble with his tank top. He broke apart from her long enough to let her pull it over his head as she wrapped close to him again, pressing her lips back against his. Their tongues hit as his hand went behind her head.

It was one of those instances where the length of time they had spent apart hit them both rather strongly.

Adel lifted a powerful leg, holding it against the desk and somewhat pinning her there; she moaned at this. It was no secret that it turned her on when he got assertive with her.

"Haven't gone this fast in a while," she said. "I kind of missed this."

"I can pick it up a little more," he said, in between kisses.

"Mmmm," she said at the sound of his low voice, letting her hands run down his spine. "Don't keep me waiting."

"Oh?" he asked, suddenly pushing her back on the desk after hurriedly moving a few of the papers aside. He could tell there was nothing sensitive there-Whip wasn't one to leave them around, and would generally work at them and put them away safely-but more memos, a calendar book, and the like were left. He pushed them all off to the side, one of the papers fluttering to the ground.

It could be dealt with later.

The soldier squealed at this, chuckling as she found herself on the desk. Adel reached up, pulling her underwear away quickly; thankfully her stockings only went past her knees, given the hotter weather.

The less to take off, the better. He didn't even seem to bother with her bra or skirt.

"Someone's…excited," she said shakily as he began to kiss up her leg.

Without many more words, he disappeared up her skirt, Whip suddenly gasping as she felt his tongue begin to press into her, first dragging up and down her slick center before pushing inside, his arms coming up to hold her legs to steady her on the desk. Biting her lip, she moaned softly, absently thinking about the desk underneath and hoping it would be fairly easy to clean.

Adel continued; he wasn't rushing, per se, but he was fairly bent on making her come quickly enough before they were interrupted. Not that it was likely to happen, but during the day, one could never know if someone would suddenly come up to the room with a quick assignment for the next day during desk duty.

Whip wrapped her legs around his large shoulders, her hands tangling into his soft hair for a moment before holding the side of his head. She thrust her hips into him, feeling how wet the two of them were getting already. Her lover was certainly not holding back, and she squirmed a bit in pleasure, exhaling breathlessly as she felt the polished wood underneath her grow slick.

"Keep going," she muttered under her breath.

He moaned, his red eyes glancing up at her for a moment as he smirked against her, his hands squeezing her thighs briefly as he pulled back, her fluids and his own saliva making quite the scene as he pushed back into her, thrusting his tongue deep into her, twisting it around, hitting her most sensitive spots as his lips kept teasing her clit. He heard her gasp again as he slowly slid his tongue out to flicker against the incredibly sensitive organ again.

Adel debated hanging on for a bit more-he decided to pull back to nibble at her thigh some, causing the soldier to bite her lip again and tug at his hair, grinning down at him.

"Where do you think you're going?" she asked, breathlessly.

"Why the rush?" he muttered against her, kissing between her legs again as he slid down, swirling his tongue around her clit again before slowly drawing it into his mouth to suck, his large hands continuing to massage her thighs as he did so.

Whip let out a shaking, low moan, pushing into him again, thrusting her hips as he met them, closing his eyes and deciding to try to bring her over. Sucking faster, his tongue rubbing harder and harder, he soon felt his chin grow extremely wet as her moans grew louder and the orgasm began to shoot through her body.

Allowing his tongue to rub up and down her as he sucked a bit more, he kept going until he felt it pass and her body finally grew more limp in his grasp, tired from pleasure. The wet sounds of his mouth and her breaths were all the sound in the room at the moment, though his own breathing was heavy due to his arousal-he had let himself loose from his trousers already-and his current actions.

He stayed between her legs for some time more, slowly licking away everything that he had managed to pull from her, as she lay there on the desk, somewhat squirming when he would grow close to her sensitive center. She was feeling a little more sensitive than normal-he could tell, as he wasn't trying to delve directly back in, which he would do from time to time. He had thoroughly satisfied her the first time, it would seem.

Pulling himself up, he licked his lips as he slid over her; her hand reached down to stroke him, but judging by the feel when her thumb slid up to the head and his subsequent shiver, he was pretty much ready to go at this point. He had already gathered a bit of wetness at the tip, and it seemed that whatever it was about the situation had made him ready without her even having to barely touch him yet.

The soldier grinned, her heavy-lidded eyes gazing up at him. "Someone's ready fast. I don't even have to do any work," she chuckled.

Leaning over her, she slid one hand around to run again down his back as she helped to guide him in; he met her in a kiss as he slid into her fully. He moaned as she clamped down, knowing how much he liked the feeling of it.

After a few moments of staying inside of her, he started to thrust, tracing his lips down her neck to nip at it as she slid one of her hands back into his soft, and now rather disheveled hair. They met in another kiss as he drove harder into her, trying to keep her from sliding across the desk. Luckily, she managed to hold still as he continued to drive inside, bracing himself with one of his powerful legs as he thrust faster. He grit his teeth, trying to hold on for just a few more moments, but when she clamped down again, the feel of that, her surrounding him, the taste of her still on his lips and the general sexiness of the entire situation caused him to come hard, as he grit his teeth and slid inside of her a few more times, his head hanging low.

Whip grinned up at him as she felt him finish, that ornery smirk on her face that she knew he loved.

Panting, he looked down and touched her face. "Heh. Was it comfy?"

She touched under his chin, giving him a light kiss on the mouth. "I think it worked. We might have gotten it a little messy, though."

"Oops." He looked down. "I love you?"

Whip laughed, pulling him close again. "I love you, too."

Adel walked out of the hotel shower with one of the towels around his neck. They had, of course, showered together, but Whip had headed out first to make sure she hadn't gotten any late, random work calls. Neither were dressed yet.

He saw her by the desk, straightening things up again. She had used one of the hand towels to make sure everything was wiped down, along with a couple of hand wipes she kept in her bag. Turning toward him, she burst out laughing.

"What?" he grinned, the afterglow noticeable on both of them. It had been a quick, messy, and to be frank, rather lovely and spontaneous encounter.

"I'm surprised the desk is okay after that," she laughed. She had finally managed to get it straightened out. She had already put her more important papers away, and the rest had just ended up fluttering to the carpet, unmolested. "I think this is our first desk, no?"

"I think so!" he said. "Decided to switch it up from the wall. Variety and the spice of life, or something like that." He dropped the towel on the floor before looking around to where he had thrown his clothes before heading to the shower.

"Hungry yet?"

Adel looked at his partner, a smirk playing on the corner of his lips. "What do you think?"

"Of course you are." She looked around for her own underwear, opting to grab a new pair from the drawer as she found her jeans. "Room service, or something downstairs? Or do you just want to go to the Sky Noah?"

"Huh. Not sure," he said. "How about a walk and a snack…and then decide?"

"Two dinners tonight, then," she chuckled.

"Three," he joked…with a very ornery looking smirk on his face as he nipped at her ear.

"Oh, goddammit," she said with a laugh, reaching out to grab his stomach for a moment.

He shrugged, pulling her close for a moment for a quick kiss on her forehead as he went to grab his underwear and trousers to throw them on. Their session was quick and no-nonsense, but he was thoroughly relieved just the same; she, too, felt incredibly satisfied.

As they finished getting dressed, Whip paused to go clean the rest of the desk area up, making sure any spare papers, pens, and pencils were all put away properly, placing a few in her leather bag which she carried any correspondence she had in. She placed it to the side and finally grabbed her tank top as Adel was adjusting his trousers, now looking for his socks.

Eventually they finished dressing, as Adel brushed his wet hair back, some of it falling into his face, as it would. It would dry quickly enough as they went out and about. Wandering over to look out the window, he stretched and glanced over at Whip who walked over to him and rested her head on his shoulderblades peacefully, enjoying the moment.

He turned around, smirking. "Sorry if I interrupted any, uhh, work. Or shuffled any papers around."

She grinned, kissing him on one of his shoulders. "You didn't interrupt anything. I was packing up. And why the hell would I mind that?" She traced a hand down him again. "I like when you're…spontaneous like this."

"I feel like I hadn't gotten the chance to be in some time." He rubbed his hair.

Still leaning against him, she laughed softly. "You and I get a little busy sometimes. I think it's our way of breaking the usual cycles."

"I'm so used to stuff being structured, I think I started to enjoy breaking out. He looked over his shoulder at her for a moment, before turning and looking down. "I guess you're the same."

"Yeah," she said. "I like the structure of the military. I think I like to break it in other ways."

"Maybe the next time you'll never know when I'll pounce," Adel said with a slightly evil grin on his face.

"I certainly look forward to it. Whenever it is."

"Sooner than you think." The two kissed one more time, letting it deepen for a moment before they split and glanced outside.

"Ready to go?"

"Yeah. Dinner and then the Sky Noah."

Leaving the hotel room together as Whip grabbed her packed bag, you'd have never known what had just taken place on the desk.

A/N: Once again, no excuses and no real plot continuation here, I just wanted to write these two being naughty on a desk, lol. Go check out Chiiro's art, it's super awesome and she does a great job capturing things like new outfits and fun poses and the whole nine. I was glad to be inspired to write this little nugget of fun. XD

No AN's really needed, I don't think.

Till next time!