Astrid's not quite sure how it happened, but one minute she and Agent Dunham were sitting on the old couch in the lab, eating Chinese takeout (taking a break from paperwork hell) and the next she found herself pinned to said sofa, a halo of long blonde hair surrounding both of them as Olivia kissed her senseless.

Her mind spun. Soft lips teasing hers open, a strong thigh slipping between her own. And just as Astrid felt a teasing touch slip under her shirt, fingers fluttering across her stomach and up toward lace clad breasts, someone cleared their throat behind them.

They froze. Kiss broken, foreheads resting together. Leaving Astrid daring to hope that it had just been a figment of their imaginations.

No such luck.

The intruder cleared his throat again and she suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to leap from her position beneath Olivia and suffocate him to death, whoever he may be, consequences be damned. Because while she certainly hadn't been looking for this to happen between herself and the older agent, it would be a lie if she said she didn't plan on enjoying it while it lasted. And this person was threatening that- the continuance of the most 'action' she's seen in longer than she cared to admit- and he didn't seem to be leaving any time soon.

Astrid sighed heavily before reaching up with one hand, parting the curtain of hair that hid them from the outside world. Cautiously peeking through the small opening as if she were on a safari in Africa and was expecting a ferocious lion on the other side of the bushes. What she saw, well...

"Walter?" Olivia whispered in question.

Astrid nodded in confirmation. The Powers That Be must really hate her.

"I-I could come back at a more suitable time..."

"It's fine, Walter," she reluctantly reassured him, "Just- give us a minute?"

He might have nodded and shuffled off toward the office in the back, Astrid couldn't be sure. Because at that moment her mouth had a mind of its own... quickly pressing their lips together in another longing kiss.

Later, Olivia might tell her that they'd made a mistake or that it shouldn't happen again because of the FBI and all of their rules against fraternization. But for now, as the older woman moaned above her and her body warmed and tingled pleasantly, she couldn't quite bring herself to care.

It would be worth it.

End.