A/n: It's been a while, lol. I hope you like it.:)

Paperwork by RW Grimm

After a long hard day everyone is glad to go home, to their wives and husbands, sons and daughters. They don't stay at work longer than required, they would rather be in the comfort of their own home with their families.

But neither of them have families to go home to.

After all the lights are out and the doors are locked they are still there, the only two souls in the building.

The other officers think they are doing work, he has a lot of paperwork to do, and she needs to make sure he does it.

But they couldn't be more wrong.

That is the thought that crosses through her mind as she lays sprawled across his desk, bare of any clothing, only covered by his equally naked body.

Office supplies and papers are littered around the floor, tangled in with their discarded uniforms.

Sweat coats their bodies from their previous activities. Her hair is down and ruffled, and he has several bite marks along his chest and shoulders.

Absently her hand traces the hard muscles along his torso as his own hands run up and down her sides, tickling her sensitive skin.

He smirks and his eyes burn with that familiar passion. She moans as he grinds his hips into her own, whispering her name into her ear, telling her what he's going to do to her, and how she'll love every minute of it.

Of course she'll enjoy it.

She enjoys it every time.

She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him. Their tongues wrap around each other, getting the fresh taste of the other.

Sweat pours down their skin as he thrusts into her. She moans into his mouth, raking her fingers across his scalp.

They lose all sense of time as they join together, their bodies never losing contact.

Eventually though, it ends. She shivers as he pulls away, missing the heat of his body. She wishes she could pull him back on her, wishes they could just sleep in each other's arms until morning.

But they couldn't do that. They couldn't risk other people finding out about their affair.

He hands her her undergarments and she takes them without question, watching silently as he slips his black boxers back on.

They dress silently, making only occasional glances at their lover, both desiring something that could not express through words, only actions.

It wasn't until they were dressed, their hair redone, no evidence of what they had done except for the littered office supplies, that she spoke.

"If you don't finish all your paperwork tomorrow sir…we'll have to stay late again,"

He smirks, his midnight black eyes devouring her. "With all the paperwork I have to do, I don't see how we can avoid it,"

END