"I made a promise and want to make sure you understand that when I say I'm going to do something, I mean it."
She contemplated this for half a second before stepping out of her flats and shimmying out of her pants. He sat her down in the office chair and propped her legs up on the desk before setting himself between her legs.
They'd had enough rounds of doing this that he knew what she needed. He put two fingers in his mouth to wet them before he slipped them inside her. He might not have had to prepare at all. She was very ready for him.
"Wow, you're so wet. Were you like this before or after I texted you? Does the thought of fucking at work turn you on?"
"Oh, god, just shut up and put your mouth to better use," she said and pulled his face into her pussy.
Peter's tongue circled her clit, and his fingers pumped inside her. One hand remained on the back of his head while the other gripped the arm of the chair like she was holding on for dear life. Her mouth opened in a silent scream. Her face flushed red out of a mix of orgasm and strain of not making any noise.
He was wanted to make sure the next one was even more challenging for her.
After her third impressively silent climaxing, he looked at the clock on the wall.
"Well, I did say we'd be done in time to get ready," he said.
She looked almost disappointed.
In the briefing room,Peter was giving his recount of events, which had turned more into a bragging session.
Peter could still see a slight flush in Kiercy's cheeks from their little impromptu romp that had only ended ten minutes before. It was plenty of time to clean up and look presentable in every other regard, at least.
He stood up as he continued his story.
"So, there's this asshole thinking he's all hot shit and gonna stab me to death."
Peter dropped into his exaggerated impression of Legermain's voice, "As much as I loath to do so, you must be eliminated."
Kiercy had to laugh. Peter smiled at her and continued, "I knew that if I threw it right at him, he'd just block it. But why would he want to expend more magic if he didn't have to? So I aimed for the bag of beans behind him."
He walked over to where Kiercy was sitting.
"And then this brilliant woman knew exactly what I meant with almost no words spoken. She makes a really great partner."
Peter reached into his pocket and then dropped to one knee in front of her.
"Marry me," he said, holding up a ring.
She looked down at him, her expression somewhere between shocked and horrified.
"Stand up, you arrogant son of a bitch. What makes you think I'd marry you?" she asked. "You drive me fucking crazy."
"Exactly."
"What?"
"We drive each other crazy. There's something there. Let's see how far it goes."
"This is just more of your impulsive behavior."
"I'd call it spontaneous."
The room was silent.
"You can't be serious."
"I am. I promise I'll always look out for you."