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Shots ring out across the hospital as Agent aims and fires at a hider running towards him. He growls, pushing himself off the floor. One had gotten the jump on him, Agent not paying enough attention to the walls of the room he was in. It was a waste of bullets to use them on hiders, but he hadn’t had much choice. Luckily there was no patient in the room he had ducked into.
Agent holsters his gun as he stands, brushing himself off. His jaw is clenched and his tail lashes behind him. He shouldn’t have even been in there in the first place. He was fulfilling a request from Nurse before she left for the night, testing the heart scanner to make sure everything was running properly.
Agent really wasn’t in the mood to deal with this tonight. He had slept poorly, was almost late, and as soon as he signed in Paramedic delivered them ambulance after ambulance full of critical patients. He had felt his sanity tick down all night, not helped by the large, dark figure he kept seeing out of the corner of his eye peeking around corners. He hadn’t even gotten to have a coffee.
He walks out of the room and almost collides with Nurse. She sags in relief when she sees him.
“Oh, thank goodness. I heard shots and got worried something had happened. Are you okay?”
“Fine.” He muttered, walking past her. “Hiders were in the walls.”
“I see…” She says, following behind him. She laughs slightly. “I’m surprised you didn’t notice them! I can’t remember the last time one of those got the jump on you.”
Agent glares at her and his lips curl, baring his teeth. “It wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t make me do your dirty work so you could go home earlier.” He looks away, tail continuing to lash behind him, storming towards the office. “Do it yourself next time.”
Nurse stops in her tracks with a small, “O-Oh. Okay. Sorry.”
He felt a little bad hearing her voice. She didn’t mean for anything to happen, and it was his fault he hadn’t been vigilant enough to notice the faces on the walls. He looks back to see Nurse walking the other way, tail drooping. He grimaces at the sight, before turning back around and continuing towards the office. Apologies can wait. He needed a coffee.
Agent pushes the door to the office open, heading straight towards the coffee machine. He ignores the Secretaries greeting him from the desk. His jaw clenches tighter when he sees the coffee pot completely empty, a growl building in his chest. He turns around to see both Secretaries with a mug full of coffee, laughing and drinking it together. The canine raises an eyebrow at his expression.
“What’s that look for?” He glances down at his mug. “Coffee? Sorry, the pot should be done in a bit-”
“Is that all you two have been doing in here?” Agent snarls. Both Secretaries look taken aback.
“What are you-” The lamb starts. Agent growls. They fall silent.
“All you’ve been doing is sitting in here, drinking all the coffee, while the rest of us do actual work.”
The lamb sets their mug down. “Excuse you, we’ve been working too. How do you think the patients have been getting to their rooms? Who’s been keeping the anomalies out?”
Agent feels his sanity drop even lower. His hand drops to his holstered gun. Both Secretaries notice and stiffen. The canine speaks up.
“What is your problem? If you need a break you can wait in here until the coffee is done, the next pot is all yours.”
Agent snarls, “I don’t want to hear it. You’re both selfish pieces of-”
The door to the office opens. Both Secretaries visibly relax as Agent pulls his hand off his gun, whirling around. Intern stands in the doorway, frowning.
“Is… everything okay in here? I could hear you guys down the hall.”
“Mind your own business.” Agent snaps. Intern frowns harder.
“What’s up with you?” They say, walking closer. Agent bares his teeth, a growl rumbling in his chest.
“I think he’s starting to lose his mind.” The lamb Secretary mutters. “He never acts like this.”
Agent jerks his head to glare at them. “You-”
Intern cuts him off. “You need a break. Come on.”
Intern grabs his wrist, pulling Agent towards the office door.
“Let go of me!” He hisses, yanking his arm. Intern’s strength shocks him as they keep a tight hold, pulling him along.
He has no choice but to follow as Intern leads him to an empty patient room, shutting the door behind them. They turn around, a frown still on their face.
“What do you want?” Agent mutters, finally pulling his wrist away. He rubs it, sore from Intern’s tight grip.
“What’s going on with you?” They say, concern lacing their voice. “I’ve never seen you act like this.”
Agent’s ears flatten and their eyes narrow. “You don’t know anything about me. Stop acting like you care.”
“You know I care. I just want to help.”
“I don’t need your help. You’re just an intern Doctor Harlow hired because no one else would work here. Leave. Me. Alone.” He snaps. Hurt flashes across Intern’s expression, before it turns to anger. The guilt Agent feels quickly changes into a chill running down his spine. He’s never seen Intern angry before. It only lasts for a moment, however, before Agent’s own irritation returns.
“You know I’m right.” Agent sneers. Intern begins to walk towards them, anger radiating off of them in waves. Agent finds himself instinctively backing up.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Intern mutters darkly. They continue walking towards him. Agent continues backing up. He jolts when his back hits the counter across the room. Intern puts their hands on either side of him, leaning into his space. Agent bares his teeth in a hiss.
“Get away from me.” Agent mutters.
“Not happening.” Intern says back.
Agent growls, feeling his claws extend. He leans forward into Intern’s face, lips curled back. “If you don’t-”
He chokes in surprise when Intern leans forward too, kissing him.
Agent yanks his head back, eyes wide in shock. “Wh-What’re you-” He can’t finish before Intern is capturing his lips again, eyes closed, reaching up and cupping his cheek. One of his hands shoots to grab Intern’s ear, yanking it to try and pull them away. He opens his mouth to bite their lips. Intern takes the opportunity to slide their tongue into his mouth.
Intern presses their bodies together, pushing Agent into the counter. They slide their hand from his cheek up to his ears, scratching behind them. His other hand grips his hip.
The fight in Agent slowly dies as Intern pets his ears, sliding their tongue against his. His eyes flutter closed, and he melts into their touch. He lets go of their ear, instead wrapping his arms around Intern’s neck, pulling them closer.
Intern pushes his thigh between Agent’s legs, pressing it up into the space between them. Agent moans and suddenly their kissing grows hungry, Intern sliding their shockingly long tongue in farther, Agent grabbing at their hoodie.
Agent grinds against the thigh between their legs, moaning into Intern’s mouth. Pleasure sparks up his spine, and he feels his boxers grow damp.
He whimpers as Intern drops their hand from his head, unbuttoning his vest. Agent lowers his own arms from around Intern’s neck to help them pull the vest off. Loosening his tie, they toss it to the floor. They then slowly pull his dress shirt out from where it’s tucked into his pants. Intern pulls their head away, parting their mouths as they unbutton his shirt. The room is filled with the sound of soft panting.
Agent shivers against the cool hospital air as his middle is exposed, his fur fluffing. Intern huffs a quiet laugh and runs their hands down his sides, Agent’s shirt hanging open. They rest their hands on his hips.
“So pretty.” They murmur.
Agent feels his face warm. His tail lashes behind him and he looks away, embarrassed. “Get back to it.” He mumbles. His ears flatten when Intern chuckles again.
Intern grabs Agent’s chin, turning his head back to them. Agent’s breath hitches when they lean forward, capturing his lips again. Agent bites at their lips, pressing his body against theirs. He licks into their mouth with his rough tongue, whimpering when they groan quietly. Agent fists his hands in their hoodie, using it to drag them close.
Agent can feel how wet his underwear is, the fabric sticking to his fur. Intern grinds their hips together, and he can feel their hardness in their sweatpants. The reality of what they’re doing crashes over Agent and he inhales sharply.
“Fuck, this is insane.” He pulls away to murmur. Intern laughs quietly.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time.” They say, pecking his lips gently. Agent looks up at them in shock. Intern was always kind to him, trying to get along with him more than their other coworkers, but Agent never would have guessed…
His train of thought is cut short when Intern kisses him again, then pulls his body away, using the hands on Agents hips to drag him away from the counter. Intern slowly walks them to the bed in the middle of the room. Agent’s heart pounds in his chest as the back of his knees hit the bed and he sits, before being pushed to lay back.
Agent shuffles backwards, lying on his back, arms stiff at his sides. His tail twitches anxiously. Intern crawls over him, knees on either side of his hips, and leans down to kiss him gently. They hold themselves up with one hand, the other trailing down the soft fur of his belly to his slacks.
Intern pushes themselves up, sitting back on Agent’s legs, reaching for his holster. They quickly unclip it from his belt and gently set it on the floor. Their hands immediately dart to his belt. Agent whimpers, covering his face with his hands, cheeks burning. He looks between his fingers when Intern freezes after pulling his belt out of the buckle. They’re frowning, hands hovering above the fly of his pants.
“Wh-What’s wrong?” He says, muffled behind his hands. Intern’s head tilts up to look at them, his brows furrowing.
“You- uh. You aren’t hard. Is… Are you not enjoying this? Do you want to stop?”
Agent’s face flames. They didn’t know. He shoves his hands against his face hard, groaning into his palms.
“I don’t have a dick.” He says into his palms.
“Uh, sorry I didn't catch that.” Intern says, laughing nervously. Agent drops his hands from his face. Intern looks nervous, hand rubbing the back of their neck, ears drooping.
“I-” Agent’s voice cracks, and he quickly clears his throat. Embarrassment and anxiety make his entire body warm. He looks away from Intern. “I don’t have a dick.” He mutters.
“O-Oh!” Intern exclaims. They sound shocked. Agent glances at them, their ears are perked back up and a sly smile is spreading across their cheeks. “So you did like it?”
Agent huffs, eyes darting anywhere but Intern’s face. “Keep going and maybe you’ll find out.”
Intern laughs, hands dropping back to Agent’s slacks. They quickly unbutton and unzip his fly, tugging the waistband down. They rise on their knees to pull Agent’s pants down, and Agent lifts their hips to help. His tail slides out of the hole in the back of his pants, curling against the bed.
Agent toes his shoes off, letting them fall to the floor. He kicks his pants off his ankles shortly after. Intern shuffles back, sitting on their heels, and spreads Agents legs, draping them around their sides. Their head tilts down, vision obviously dropping between their legs. Agent is suddenly mortified he’s wearing simple white briefs. He can only imagine what the crotch of his underwear looks like, so wet it’s probably transparent, fabric sticking to the folds of his cunt.
Intern breathes out shakily, hands rubbing the fur on Agent’s thighs.
“Fuck, you’re really wet.” Intern marvels. They reach a hand between his legs, rubbing gently at the wet fabric. Agent gasps, hips twitching into their touch.
“And sensitive.” They chuckle.
“C-Come on.” Agent whimpers. Intern pulls their hand away, and before Agent could complain they tug at the waistband of his briefs. Intern leans back, pushing Agent’s legs up.
“Help me here, Agent.” They murmur. Agent does his best, pulling his legs towards his chest and trying to lift his hips, wriggling as Intern works his briefs down and off the edge of the bed.
Agent shudders as Intern manhandles his legs back around their waist, his wet cunt exposed to the cool air.
“Look at you.” Intern breathes, reaching between his legs and pressing their thumb against his clit. Sparks of pleasure shoot up Agent’s spine and he jerks, choking back a moan as Intern rubs their thumb in small circles.
Agent squirms into Intern’s touch, whining as they nudge a finger between his folds, dipping the tip inside his hole. They tease him, just barely pressing inside and gently rubbing his clit. Agent felt like he was going to go insane. He kicks Intern’s side, hard.
“I-Intern! Come on!”
To Agent’s dismay, his voice comes out much whinier than he intended, and his cheeks flush. Intern just laughs.
“Okay, okay. I’ll take care of you, kitty.”
Agent groans quietly as Intern sinks two fingers in deep, gently pumping them in and out. His legs tremble when Intern curls their fingers inside, rubbing along his sensitive walls. They continue until he’s squirming and whimpering for more.
“S-Stop teasing me.” Agent hisses, kicking Intern’s side again. Intern smiles down at him, pushing his fingers inside hard, their palm against his clit. Agent squeaks, back arching as his hands scrabble against the bed.
“Tell me what you want, then.” Intern says, continuing to move their hand. Agent squirms, panting, his tail curling behind him. Their fingers curl up again, and Agent whines.
“I can’t- think, when you’re doing that.” He gasps. Intern immediately stops their movements.
“Do you wanna stop?”
Agent is embarrassed at how quickly he shakes his head. “N-No!” He flushes at his squeaky voice and clears his throat. “No. I… want more.”
Intern pulls their fingers out, instead moving to lean over him. They caress his cheek gently and give him a sweet kiss. Agent winces when he feels the dampness of their fur against his cheek. Of course they used the hand that was just inside him. They pull away just enough to murmur against his mouth.
“What do you want, kitty?”
Agent looks away. “You know what I want.”
A devious grin spreads across Intern’s face. “I think I do. And I think that you can ask me nicely for it.”
“W-What?”
“You’re usually so polite, you know how to say please, don’t you?” Intern says. They push themselves back up, untying the string on their sweatpants and lowering the waistband, pushing their underwear down with it. Their cock springs out, and Agent feels his mouth water.
It’s fully out of their sheath, the pink skin stark against their yellow fur. They leave their sweatpants on, stretched around their thighs. They push their hips forward, their cock sliding against Agent’s drenched cunt, the tip nudging his clit. They both moan quietly, Intern grabbing Agent’s thighs where they're splayed out over their lap, pulling him closer.
“You want this, right?” Intern murmurs, reaching down with a hand to wrap around the base of their cock, positioning it and pressing the tip against Agent’s hole. Agent whimpers, squirming, trying to push his hips back into them. They anticipate his movements, pulling their hips back.
“Yes,” Agent snaps, “I want this. Come on-!”
Intern giggles. “Say please.” They tease.
Agent growls. “Just- fuck me already. Do something.”
Intern clicks their tongue, fully pulling their cock away from Agent’s cunt. He can’t help a small whine of dismay.
“Just because your sanity is low doesn’t mean you can be an asshole. You can be a good boy, Agent. Just one little word and I’m all yours.”
Agent’s ears flatten against his head. His face burns. He can’t believe he’s doing this.
“P-Please fuck me.” He says, voice meek.
Intern’s grin widens. They tease their cock against his entrance again. “Yeah? You gonna apologize for being rude to everyone too once we’re done?”
Agent whines, writhing. “Yes- Yes! I’ll do anything, please- please just-”
Intern finally seems to be satisfied with his answer, leaning over him and holding themselves up with an arm, the other slowly guiding their cock inside him.
Agent’s head drops back as Intern sinks their dick deep inside, moaning. Intern’s breath is unsteady, a quiet groan falling from their lips. Their hips meet, and Agent inhales shakily.
“F-Fuck.” He whispers, legs trembling. “You’re- bigger than I thought-!” Agent chokes on his words as Intern quickly pulls back and thrusts in. They laugh breathily.
“Yeah? You’ve thought about this before?”
Agent doesn’t deign them with a response, digging his claws into the bed. Intern huffs, leaning over him and murmuring in his ear.
“I know. You think I haven’t noticed the way you look at me?”
Their breath against his ear makes it twitch, Agent shivering at the feeling of their voice.
“Say you want me.” They growl in his ear. Agent whimpers.
“I want you. Please, just-!”
Intern doesn’t waste anymore time, snapping their hips back and forward in rough thrusts. Agent cries out, and a hand is quickly put over his mouth.
“Shit-” Intern hisses, “Shh, kitty, you don’t want them to hear us do you?”
Agent whines into Intern’s hand, eyes squeezing closed. He pants, moaning with each thrust. Intern groans quietly into his ear. The bed squeaks, and Agent is absolutely sure anyone who walked by the room would be able to tell what was going on inside. He couldn’t find it in himself to care.
Intern slows their hips, pushing themselves up. Before Agent can complain, Intern is hooking their arms around his legs, putting them up on their shoulders. Agent’s eyes widen and he gasps when Intern leans back into him, bending him in half.
Their rough pace starts again, this time hitting deeper. Agent’s eyes roll back in his head, unable to control his voice. He whines and moans desperately, pleasure making his body warm. He ignores Intern’s desperate shushing between their own groans.
With this position, Intern reaches even deeper inside, their cock hitting something deep inside him. Agent wraps his arms around Intern’s back, claws digging into their hoodie. They fuck him fast and hard, pulling out until just the tip of their cock is inside, then thrusting back in roughly.
Agent’s eyes fly open as pleasure builds in his belly, growing more and more intense with each of Intern’s thrusts. His legs tremble, and his voice pitches up.
“I-I- I’m gonna-” He cries, back arching.
“Come on, kitty.” Intern growls, keeping their rough pace.
Agent keens, white hot ecstasy spreading across his body as he cums, sparks flying behind his eyes. He clenches hard around Intern’s cock, and he feels their hips stutter, pushing in deep. He gasps at the feeling of warmth spreading inside him, Intern dropping their head and moaning into his neck.
The room is full of their panting, Agent becoming acutely aware of the sweat he’s drenched in, his open dress shirt he was still wearing slightly damp. His legs were starting to cramp too, stuck against his chest for too long.
Intern pulls away just as he begins to squirm, sitting up and slowly lowering Agent’s legs. Intern winces when Agent hisses, gently rubbing his sore thighs. They carefully pull out, and Agent whimpers at the empty feeling.
“Hold on.” Intern says, quietly, “Let me get something to clean you up.”
They climb off the bed, and Agent hears them shuffle to the counter in the room. Agent grimaces at how wet his fur is between his legs, he can only imagine the mess.
He startles when Intern presses a cold wipe to the inside of his thigh.
“Sorry!” They say, quickly pulling it away. “Shoulda warned you.”
Agent shakes his head. “It’s fine. Thank you.” His voice is hoarse and his throat is dry when he swallows.
Intern gently cleans him up, leaving his fur damp, but clean. Agent sits up, scooting to the edge of the bed and dropping his legs off the side. He tries to stand, and almost collapses on the floor.
Intern darts over to help him stand. “Woah-! Easy, hold on…”
To Agents horror, his legs tremble under his weight when he stands. Intern laughs nervously.
“Haha… Sorry. I was probably a little too rough. Are you okay?”
Agent uses Intern’s arms to steady himself, taking a small step forward.
“I’m… fine.” He mutters, pushing Intern away. He bends down to grab his slacks, only to freeze, tail straightening behind him. Something warm trickles down his thigh. He quickly looks down to see a viscous white fluid staining his fur. His head jerks up.
“You came inside me?”
Intern flushes red, quickly turning and grabbing another wet wipe. “I- um. Didn’t think very much before doing this? I-I’m sterile! If that makes you feel any better!”
Agent hums, taking the wipe from Intern’s hands and wiping up the mess the best he can. “You wouldn’t be able to get me pregnant anyways.”
They grab their underwear from the floor, shoving one shaky leg in at a time. Pulling them up, they then reach for their slacks, pulling those on as well. He carefully works his tail in the designated hole at the back of his pants. Before zipping them up, he straightens his shirt, putting the two front halves together. He’s interrupted by Intern’s hands.
“Let me.” They murmur.
Agent drops his hands. Intern buttons his shirt back up, grabbing his tie from the floor and wrapping it around his neck. His hands hover there awkwardly.
“I- uh. Don’t know how to tie a tie.”
Agent huffs a laugh, playfully rolling his eyes. He ties it with ease, adjusting the knot and folding his collar over. He tucks his shirt into his pants, zipping and buttoning his fly.
Intern disappears for a moment only to return with his vest and holster, still holding his gun. Agent grabs the vest.
“Thank you.” He murmurs, sliding it on and buttoning it up. Agent then takes his holster, fastening it to his hip. Sliding his paws into his shoes, he straightens, looking up at Intern. Their typical, eerie smile is in place.
“You look great!” They say, cupping his cheek and kissing him softly. “So, feel any better?”
Agent… does. He finally feels sane again.
“...Yes.” He says. “Is… that the only reason we did that?” Agent is surprised at how disappointed that makes him. Intern quickly shakes their head.
“No! No- well. Yes, kinda, but I wasn’t lying when I said I’ve been wanting this for a while. I just… took the opportunity?” They say anxiously, fiddling with their ear. “I… really like you Agent. A lot.”
Agent stares at Intern, grateful for his dark fur hiding his red cheeks. “We can talk about this after work.” He says. Intern deflates, ears drooping.
They jump when Agent gets in their space, kissing them. “I never said I didn’t like you either.” He murmurs.
Intern whirls around as Agent walks past him, opening the door slightly and looking left and right. The hallway was thankfully empty. He turns his head, speaking over his shoulder to Intern.
“Shift ends in a couple hours. Meet me outside.”
With that, he walks out the door.
Intern watches him go, waiting until the sound of his footsteps disappear before exiting themselves. They immediately head towards the office. They could really use a cup of coffee.
Pushing the door open, they’re met with a glare. Secretary stares at them as they quickly busy themselves with the coffee machine.
“Are you going to explain why Agent just apologized to me while going out for a smoke? Or those noises from the hallway?”
Intern’s tail twitches nervously. “I have no idea what you’re talking about!” They spin around with a full mug of coffee.
“But, isn’t Agent being in a better mood a good thing?”
Secretary squints at them, cloven fingers tapping on the desk. “Sure. You’re lucky Doctor Harlow wasn’t here for that stunt. Next time you want to… help Agent with his sanity, do it at home.”
With that, they turn around, going back to typing on the computer. Intern sags in relief, turning to walk out the door. They stop when Secretary bleats at them.
“Nope. You’re in here with me for the rest of the night. I don’t trust you alone out there anymore.”
Intern pouts, walking to the other desk and dropping down in the desk chair, sipping at their coffee. They look outside the sliding doors, catching a glimpse of Agent as he leans against the wall, smoking. A smile curls on their lips.
It was worth it.