Office Work

Grumbleing loudly, Ceras returned to her quarters.
She still couldn´t believe it. She had gotten so close to Seras, so close to accomplishing her mission.. and then... and then!
„And then this stupid werewolf busted in and ruined everything!!“ She yelled out at her mirror, feeling tempted to shatter it.
Clentching her fist tightly, she canalized her anger, calming down. Destruction isn´t the answer, or, not at home, at least.
She shrugged off her leatherjacket. It was sweaty and sticky from the time with Seras, and the fighting with Hans afterwards.
„Fucking bastard shot me. I`m a Millenium member, damnit! Isn`t this a betrayal of some sort?!“
Of course it was. But, to say the least, Ceras was betraying them the same as he was, so it would be no use.
She then kicked her boots off. She never wore them when being in her room, anyways. Besides, she was gonna go to bed soon, and there they would just bother her some more.
Growling alittle, she heard a knock at her door. Now who the fuck was that? Probably Schrödinger.. again. Little bastard never learns.
Opening the door annoyedly, she saw the least likely candidate.. Hans, of course. The wierd thing was that he didn`t wear his coat today, just a shirt.. Ceras had never seen his neck before.
It did look kinda appealing to bite, but he just pissed her off big time today.
„Yeah, what? Get to the point, or i`ll fucking hurt you more than you like me to.“ She snapped, narrowing her eyes.
Without a word, he gave her a little card. A birthday card for the 60th birthday, but that wasn`t even important. Hans tended to write down things he wanted to say, but couldn´t just through gestures.
So, sighing deeply, Ceras opened the card up, reading what he wrote there with a twich of her eye.
„Seras told me what happened. I just felt her in distress and came to get her back, i didn`t know you were close to each other. I`m sorry for shooting you back there.“
She read it out, quietly, then looked at Hans`s face again. Was he serious about this? Lets check.
He looked kind of sorrowful, under his normally calm attitude. It was rare that Hans showed any emotion at all... so, he was serious?
In that moment, her mood started to change drastically from one pole to the other.
Ceras laughed slightly. „Ah, no big deal, its alright. I like fighting so what. I was just a little ticked off that you bursted in, thats all.“
Hans`s mood lightened, and he stepped inside. She looked at him confusedly for a second, not sure what he was up to, but then...
He hugged her tightly, almost squishing Ceras inside out.
„Nghh.. n-no hard f—f-f-eelings..“ she pressed out, feeling kind of like a pancake.
They stayed like this for a moment, Ceras slowly trying to slip out of his grasp, when he`d let go of her, partically. He still held her by the shoulders.
„Ah.. thank you...“ Ceras breathed deeply, feeling the sudden urge for oxygen. „Note to self, getting hugged by Hans is worse than getting strangled by him...“
His lips crushed onto hers, forceing her into a kiss. Her eyes widened immensely, but there was no pulling back. He held her far too strong to resist, and she couldn`t move in this suprise.
After a short moment, he pulled back and locked the door behind him. Ceras had gotten out of his grasp and went to her coffin, looking inside for anything that might proove useful against werewolf sexual harressers.
But that was just the pose he needed her in. Going over to where she was, he ripped off her hotpants in a single strike, then spread her legs apart, kneeling down before licking her viciously.
„...Ahhhh!“ Ceras squeaked in surpise, stunned once again by his action. All of the sudden, he licked her little cleft right there, his immensely skilled tongue running up and down her entrace, testing out those sweet spots of hers.
„Gnn..ah.. Hans, stop it.. Hah..“ she started, but he only went further. The tip of his tongue rolled over her perky little clit, teaseing it before he tried to bite it with his lips only.
„Ahh!! Dont.. i`m too.. Nnn!...“ Ceras clentched into her coffin, closeing her eyes shut as he continued his oral assault on her entrace.
As soon as he felt her wetness increaseing, he pulled his mouth back, takeing off his clothes in a quick action. His cock stood up erect and hard, harder than it had been for a long time now.
Ceras began struggleing again, but he silenced it easyly with a gentle, but full thrust into her tight cave.
„Ah..ahAHHH!“ She tensed up, clawing into the sheet of the coffin, her eyes widening... he was so large, she could feel him filling her out almost completely...
He then began fucking her, slow and nicely, but deep and passionate. All the way up to the hilt, he went inside completely, gripping her firm buttocks tightly in pleasure.
„Gah.. ahh... ah.. ahh.. Hans, you... mmh..“ Ceras wanted to say something, but the extasy was too overwhelming to speak in any kind. She just succubed to him and his thrusts, feeling each one of them, getting fond of them.
He pulled her away from her coffin, letting her stand in front of him instead.. he pulled out for a moment, unclipping her bra with a quick motion before laying her down on the coffin, entering her again.
„Mmmmh!!“ Ceras moaned out, first looking confusedly, then re-closeing her eyes. He was so long and thick, grinding against her clitoris with each movement he made, it drove her mad. She had never understood why Seras hooked up with a mute guy before... now she knew.
Hans groped both her breasts at once, flicking his thumbs over her nipples like tiny joystick axies.
He had gotten faster than before, makeing her boobs slightly bounce as she slowly drentched the Coffin lid.
„Ahh.. ahh... ahh... No, Hans.. don`t.. Mmmahh!“ Ceras twitched in pleasure, her arms and legs defenselessly hanging down and clentching up each time he hit a certain spot.
Hans, on the other hand, continously pinned her down, growing to like her. Her pussy felt much different than Seras`s, strangely enough.. It had a whole different shape on the inside and it was much tighter than Seras. She wasn`t as wet as Seras, however. Not a problem. He liked it rough, too.
„Hans... Hans.. ahhh.. Nnah...“ Ceras just randomly moaned what crossed her mind. Extasy was takeing over her, she couldn`t think straightly. All what mattered to her right now was this guy right in front of her, stabbing her with his meatpole.
He then bend down alittle to suck on her titties. First just giveing her nipples a few little licks, he soon cupped his mouth over one and gave it a nice little suckle, before passing the favor to the other.
Ceras`s hands finally found support in Hans`s back, clawing into it instead of into the wood of the coffin. But what she didn´t expect was that he was about to finish inside of her.
He picked her up from the coffin, holding her in midair instead, fucking her as deep as humanly possible. His thrusts became more egeneric, faster and harder than before, also driveing her close to the edge.
„Oh god.. oh god. Nnn.. Hans.. i`m... i`m gonna... !!“ Ceras clentched into his muscular chest, tenseing up immensely.. she was definately going to cum, but....
„NnnAHHH!!“
Hans had thrusted into her ultra hardly, three times over, sending her past the edge as she came, shuddering violently and clentching up around his dick.
The next thing she felt was the wolfman`s seed gushing into her with force, filling her up as she widened her eyes.

Hans held her like this for some time, then he`d let her down to the ground again. She immidiantly collapsed on the floor, looking up to him in bliss.
He then slowly picked her up and placed her into her coffin, smileing lightly. Before he left the room, he kissed her forehead. Then, he was gone.
However, Ceras didn`t sleep well that night.
„Gah.. Stupid Hans, now i gotta wash my coffin... and the tiles, too..“
She found herself mastrubateing to this event by the sheer scent of his pheromones still in the air.


Happy end! : D