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Summary: Red and Lizzie have fun in the office at night...are they alone or not?

Did you notice: In the last episode, Samar said something about 'erectile dysfunctions' and then looked at Aram :)

Very smutty, be warned!

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It was late at night, they were finally alone after this terrible day...Liz had found out about Ressler's drug addiction; she had had another bitchfight with Samar; Cooper had yelled at them in front of everyone; Liz was sorry for Aram, who had a crush on Samar, but apparently, she only saw him as a good friend: and then, to top it all, their only suspect had committed suicide before they could interrogate him...

Luckily, she still had Red. A few weeks ago, they had started seeing each other after work, most times in his safe house or in a hotel. Tonight, however, they had planned on breaking a few rules. Red had convinced Liz to have sex in the office...at first she had said it was too dangerous, but deep down, she wanted to try it. So she had stayed in the office until she was sure that everyone else was gone and now she was waiting for Red.

She had waited for this all day and nobody except of herself knew about the black lingerie, stockings and suspender belt she was wearing underneath her work clothes...she grinned to herself; Red would certainly be surprised...

Liz cleaned off her side of the desk she shared with Ressler when she suddenly felt Red's hands on her hips.

"There you are, you little minx. I planned quite a lot for tonight, you won't get much sleep. And don't worry about the cameras, I have someone who can replace the camera footage from outside, nobody will see us." Red purred into her ear, his lips brushing against her skin.

Liz briefly wondered why the hell Red had people who had an eye on the surveillance cameras of the FBI and could even control the camera footage, but she pushed that thought away quickly.

"Are you sure we should do this? I mean...here?"

"The risk of being caught is just irresistible and even if you'd say you had second thoughts, I wouldn't accept them, you promised to do this. You know I never accept excuses." He caressed her hips and when his hand slipped under her shirt, she grinned. "What is this, agent Keen? You're wearing a corset underneath? Then I want you to undress yourself and let me enjoy the sight. Now." he stepped away from her and leaned against the desk.

"Raymond?"

"Yes?"

She wanted to tease him over the edge tonight, make him believe he had the upper hand, when in fact, she was the one in charge.

"Talk dirty to me." Liz raised an eyebrow and looked him straight in the eyes.

Red grinned at her devilishly, he knew what she was doing. Fine, if she really thought he wouldn't understand her game, she was mistaken, he always had control over her, even if she thought she had it for once.

"You want me to give you orders? Degrade you a little? Make you do things you don't want? Ok, girl, you can have that, but don't you dare complaining later. Strip down to your underwear and get on your knees."

Liz did as he said. Slowly, oh so slowly, she stripped down until she stood in front of him in that expensive and sexy underwear she had bought yesterday during her lunch break and got down on her knees for him. His eyes told her that he was completely stunned. He was leaning against the desk with his jacket, vest and hat lying on it, his sleeves rolled up and three buttons of his white shirt undone and his arms crossed over his chest. He raised an eyebrow and licked over his lips. He clearly liked what he saw. He walked towards her and put his fedora on her head, then walked back to the desk and looked down to her arrogantly.

"Now stand up and undress completely, but leave the hat on."

Red watched her shamelessly as she undressed and looked up and down at her body with an evil grin.

"Get on your knees again, hands behind your back. Close your eyes...Good girl."

He got something out of the bag he had brought with him. A few seconds later, she felt something around her neck but didn't open her eyes. She wondered what it was until he made her unable to breath for three seconds, then she got it; it was a dog leash...oh God, this man never ceased to surprise her with his sick fantasies...

She opened her eyes. "Raymond!"

"No. You agreed to my terms and you're going to do what I want. Take the hat off, get on all fours and crawl towards me, then sit down on the desk."

"I will not do that. You can't-"

"Of course I can make you do that."

Liz shook her head with a slight grin on her face. It was indeed hot, but she wanted to resist a little.

"Do I have to force you?" Red asked and pulled on the leash, causing her to stop breathing. Then she did what he said, held his predatory gaze and when she was kneeling in front of him, he motioned for her to stand up and sit down next to him.

He stripped down to his boxers quickly and stood in front of her. "Spread you legs. Good girl."

Red put his hands on Liz's knees and spread her legs wider, then pushed her backwards so that she lay on the desk. She knew this was wrong; lying on a table in her office in front of Raymond Reddington in the middle of the night, completely exposed to him. He drew her into a passionate, demanding kiss that made her forget the world around her until she felt something cold around her wrists, that damn bastard had cuffed her with her own handcuffs...

"Don't move your arms, sweetheart, or else we do this in Cooper's office. Do you want that?"

Liz shook her head, slightly panicking.

"Good, now close your eyes again."

He started placing wet, open mouthed kisses from her neck to her hips, then let his tongue and his teeth play with the heat between her legs for a good long while until he finally licked over her clit, at first torturous slowly and then sped up. She grabbed the edge of the desk and pushed her hips against Red, moaning quietly and begging him to let her come.

"Please...God, please, I'm begging you! Let me come!" she whimpered.

Red made her beg for a few more minutes and then pressed his tongue down and let her come. Not as hard as at home, but still unbearably pleasurable.

Red grinned at her, absently stroking her belly as she calmed down from her climax.

"Oh my...do we really have time for this? I mean..."

"There's always time for good foreplay. Now touch yourself, Elizabeth."

"Excuse me?!"

"Do what I tell you. Trust me, we do have time for this."

"But...my hands are cuffed!"

"So what? Do it." he ordered firmly.

Liz slowly let her hands wander over her stomach to her hips and between her legs, caressing and rubbing herself.

"Don't be so shy, just pretend I'm not here, just like the first time I watched you masturbating, which was...quite a surprise for me. You looked amazing when you pleasured yourself."

The memory of that night made Liz blush; she had thought he had 'only' caught her doing it, but then she had realized that he had watched her the whole time until she was...well, finished. She tried to stop thinking and then she could let go completely, the thought that he watched her face and every single reaction of her body turned her on to no end. It didn't take her too long to come with Red's hands on her thighs, stroking and tickling them teasingly to maximize the pleasure. She could feel his erection brushing against her, which aroused her even more and made her come faster.

Red kissed her inner thighs after she had come with a louder moan than she had intended and got rid of his boxers, then picked her up and let her straddle him. He thrust into her, she rocked her hips up and down, feeling powerful for the first time tonight when she dug her nails into his shoulders, hurting him intentionally because she knew how much he liked a little pain. Liz kept her eyes closed, setting the pace and taking control over him. They didn't care anymore to be quiet and let themselves go until they had climaxed a few times, thinking they were alone.

They had just got dressed again when they heard a strange noise, and when they turned around, they saw Aram and Samar closing a door and hurrying to the staircase, trying to go past Liz's office without being heard. There was a long moment of shock, when all four stared at each other. Liz noticed that Samar's hair looked even more messy and curly as usual and that Aram's shirt wasn't tucked into his office pants and still half unbuttoned.

Wait...did they do what we have just done? Liz asked herself. Why haven't we heard them? Oh, God...maybe we haven't heard them, but they have certainly heard us! God, damn it...

"What are you doing here?" she asked, although it was more than obvious what had happened.

"What do you think?!" replied Samar, looking alternately at Liz and Red, trying not to blush.

"Lizzie, I believe Agent Navabi is trying to say that you and me weren't the only couple in the office tonight." Red said and continued buttoning his shirt as if nothing had happened.

"I just wonder why we haven't heard you..." Liz trailed off, not really looking at anyone.

"Well, I guess because you were...uh...louder."

"Hmhm...let's just forget about this."

"Yeah, we should."

"Uh, Samar?"

"Yes?"

"You two didn't...you know, see anything of what we did, right?"

"No, but what we heard was enough to get an idea of what you were...well, doing."

Both women, usually so self confident and strong, were blushing like schoolgirls and looked like they wanted the ground to open up and swallow them, whereas Aram was just quiet and Red was getting impatient.

"Before this situation becomes even more embarrassing for some of us, I think we should leave." he said and took Liz's hand, dragging her gently to the elevator, while Samar and Aram took the stairs.

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