“You’re cute, you know that, Porter?” Kennard grinned.

“Let me make myself perfectly clear – I can be described as many things, varying from talented to brilliant, but cute is not one of them. I am the very antithesis of cute.”

“You’ve just proven to be wrong. You are so cocky, but it’s oh so cute.”

“You’re treading dangerous grounds here, doctor Kennard,” Porter said, trying to sound menacing.

“Oh, am I now? What will you do? Deprive me of sex?”

“That would be an excellent punishment.”

“As if you could resist me.”

“I’ll have you know that I am a very steady person. Once I make a decision, I live by it and I do not falter.”

“Like when you decided that you would never speak normally to me and always avoid me because you wanted to get into my pants so bad you couldn’t even keep your voice level?”

“Well, that’s… different. You seduced me.”

Tina cocked an eyebrow. “I seduced you?” she chuckled. “Not how I recall it.”

“Well, it was your fault for looking so sexy all the time. I’m only human.”

“Hah! So you admit that you are flawed.”

“I am not!” 

Tina smirked. Bette hastily added: “Well, maybe a tiny little.”

“So, you stand by your decisions. What about that time you swore you would behave during office hours? When you decided to agree that we should only make out after hours? My fault again?”

“Well… yes. I mean, I really do attempt to stay focused on the task at hand, but when walk in, wearing those clothes, breathing and everything… it makes it very hard.”

“Aww, so cute.”

“Stop saying that!”

“You want me to say something else instead?” The blonde’s voice dropped an octave, her tone very flirtatious.

Bette Porter groaned. “Okay, that’s it.”

The brunette snaked her hand from Kennards waist to her neck and brought her face down for a hard kiss. Their tongues forcefully battled. Tina moaned and the sound aroused Bette, nearly making her go out of her mind. She now brought both hands to Tina’s bare thighs under her skirt. She rubbed the skin, her thumbs stroking the insides.

“Oh GOD,” Tina uttered, eyes closed, hips jerking forwards, into Bette’s lustful touch.

Bette brought her lips to the nape of Tina’s neck, her mouth moving across her clavicle. She nearly ripped the blonde’s clothes off trying to get rid of the lab coat and shirt. Tina momentarily stopped digging her nails into Bette’s shoulders to lift the shirt and throw it somewhere behind her.

“Tina fucking KENNARD,” Bette yelped when she saw that Tina hadn’t been wearing a bra. “You…” She didn’t get the time to finish that sentence, however, because Tina had rather forcefully pushed the brunette’s face on her boob. Bette didn’t protest and suckled the nipple, her hands now moving to unbutton the skirt. The blonde quickly stood up, nearly falling over in her haste to step out of it. She would normally enjoy the foreplay of Bette taking off her panties, but not this time. She had been aroused for hours on end now – ever since she thought about what Bette’s reaction would be to her birthday present.

Tina wrapped her legs around Bette and the chair again. Bette pushed the chair towards her desk, cleared it and put her hands on Tina’s sides, lifting the blonde so her upper body was resting on it. Before Tina could ask what she was doing, her legs were spread wide and Bette’s tongue was working its magic on her pussy.

“Ooooooh,” Tina moaned, pushing her hips upwards to intensify the contact. 

She let out a guttural groan when Bette scraped the blonde’s clit with her teeth while circling her entrance with her finger. The brunette proceeded to suckle on the clith, one hand keeping Tina’s trashing body on the desk. She entered the blonde with two fingers and as she felt her widening, entered another one.

She now flattened her tongue against her clit as she got into a steady rhythm pumping her fingers in and out of Tina. 

Tina’s mind was all over the place – she couldn’t think, only feel and move with the rhythm. Bette’s fingers were just magical. She felt her nipples harden even more as she got closer and closer to an orgasm. Bette paused for a second and just as Tina had realized this and wanted to protest, Bette went in for a final attack.

“OH MOTHERFUCKING HELL,” Tina uttered before collapsing.