In the Office
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In the Office
Title: In the Office
Author: Jooles
Rating: Maybe R...?
Quick Summary: Relena and Heero *are* married whence reason why Heero doesn’t completely freak out when Relena jumps him with a pair of handcuffs. Got it?
Notes: This was a response to a fic challenge by kmf, whence the pair of handcuffs.
Dedication: To the GW Heero and Relena Mailing List and the peeps on it who I have sorely neglected these past months.
Feedback: Yes please!
In the Office - by Jooles
"What’s that?"
"What?"
Pointed aversion of world famous death glare.
"What you’ve got in your hands."
Tight, cautious breathing.
"Behind your back."
"..."
Warily, "Relena."
"Yes?"
"I’m not stupid. And I’m certain that what you’ve got behind your back isn’t warrant for a security threat. However..."
A gasp. "No, Heero, don’t!"
Click.
"Oh god."
"Relena, what’s the meaning of this?"
"It’s not what it looks like Heero. Honestly it isn’t."
"Hmph."
Quietly, "I"m sorry."
"Yes well, you would be, wouldn’t you-"
Nodding apologetically.
"-How am I supposed to ensure your safety if I’m stuck to you Relena."
Silence. Then sarcastically muttering, "I suppose this adds a whole dimension usual ‘not letting me out of your sight’ motto."
Irritably, "This is no joke Relena. What if something were to happen?"
Huffing, "Oh, I don’t know Heero. For god’s sake it was an accident!"
"Hmph. Right, it was an accident that you just happened to have a pair of handcuffs on you. And it was ‘accidental’ when they snapped in place the moment I found them on you."
Weakly, "Yes."
Mutual silence.
Muttered, "It wasn’t meant to be this way, if you must know."
Stunned, "You planned this?!"
Swallowing, then a deep breath.
"Relena?"
Bitterly, "Well it wasn’t meant to pan out like this."
A pause then patiently. "How was it supposed to work out?"
Softly, "Differently."
With emphasis, "How Relena?"
A small voice, "Well, with you not angry with me for one thing."
A snort. "I’m not angry."
Hopefully, "You’re not?"
Smirking, "No, just mildly disturbed."
A quiet sigh. "I wanted to do something special for you."
Jingles handcuffs. "And this is special because?"
"Oh I don’t know! It’s different though, isn’t it?"
Shifting.
"Uh! Relena! Oh..." Swallowing, then deep breathing.
Rustling cloth and soft kissing sounds.
"See, this is different."
Muttered, "Yes. I am well aware of that."
Grinning, "So the handcuffs aren’t a lost cause than?"
"No, they aren’t a lost cause."
A smile. Then a quick kiss. "Thank you for being so open minded Heero."
"With you I have to be."
Snickering, "This coming from a guy who used to have a death wish."
Voice rising, "That was over five years ago!"
Soft sucking noise.
"Ahh! Relena!"
"I love you just the way you are Heero. Death wish and all."
Blinking. "You do?"
Blushing, "I do."
Kissing sounds.
A little breathlessly, "Relena?"
Panting, "Yes?"
"What are the chances that your secretary will be back within the next half hour?"
Sound of fabric sliding slowly over skin.
"Oh, very slim indeed."
More kissing.
Moans in unison.
"Relena, I can’t get your shirt off properly. The handcuffs are in the way."
Panting, "What? ...Oh, who cares."
A laugh. "I do."
A sigh, then a little breathlessly, "Oh all right, we’ll get rid of the damned handcuffs."
Dryly, "No need to on my account."
Exasperated. "But you-"
Kissing.
"Shh... I just want to be able to have all of you, and without your blasted clothes in the way."
A blush, "Oh. I really should have thought about that before hand."
Grinning. "Now, where’s that key?"
More blushing. "Um..."
"Yes?"
"Uh, down here."
Audible hitch in breathing. "Down there...?"
Flushed nodding.
Shifting down. "You so planned this Relena Yuy."
"Mmm H—"
"Relena, you need to pull your shirt up a bit."
Grumbling. "Sure I do."
Snickering. "We can do this with the handcuffs on, or with the handcuffs off. What ever way you want it is up to you."
A moan. "You had to go for the ultimatum."
Another moan. "Oh hell, Heero?"
Sighing, "Yes?"
"Let’s forget about the key."
A grin, then the rustle of more fabric. "Okay."
"Mmm..."
More rustling fabric being tossed to the ground."
Soft kissing once more.
A moan. "Relena..."
Muzzily, "The handcuffs, I know."
Shifting. "Put your hands there..."
Softly, "Here?"
Dazed, "Uh- -"
"Or here?"
A groan, "Yes- -"
Panting. Moaning.
The clinking of the handcuffs against the desk.
Shifting.
Gasping, "Relena!"
Moaning, "Heero."
More shifting.
And than surrendering.
And falling.
"Heero - - Heero - -"
"Relena -!"
"Oh..."
"Oh..."
Sighs.
"...That was..."
Murmuring, "Interesting."
A grin, "Yes. Quite."
"Thank you."
Drowsily. "Your welcome, Heero."
Light, feathery kissing.
Slow, deep breathing.
More kissing.
"Wait, Relena!"
"- - what?"
"We can’t do this here. Your secretary will be back any minute."
"Hmph... you had to mention the secretary."
Severely, "Someone has to! Do you want her to find us here, in your office, on your desk, half clothed and attached to each other by a bloody handcuff?"
Muttered. "So it’s the ‘bloody handcuff’ now, is it?"
Frustrated groan, "I’m only thinking about your dignity."
A sigh, "And you just had to mention my dignity."
Gently, "I only want what’s best for you."
Another sigh, "In that case - -"
Click.
"- - There you go."
Surprised expression, "What, you’re letting me go?"
Horrified expression, "No!"
Blank stare.
Blushing, "I mean yes. So we can look presentable when we leave the office."
"Hmph..." A smirk. Rustling of fabric. "Right."
"Do I look acceptable?"
A swallow, "You missed a button."
Dawning realisation. "...Oh!"
A faint smile, "Come here."
"What now?"
"Nothing, just - -"
Soft, tender kissing.
Straightening of fabric.
"All right Heero?"
"Yes, only - - " Hesitating at the door.
Silence.
"Only?"
The door opening.
"Can I keep the handcuffs?"
Author: Jooles
Rating: Maybe R...?
Quick Summary: Relena and Heero *are* married whence reason why Heero doesn’t completely freak out when Relena jumps him with a pair of handcuffs. Got it?
Notes: This was a response to a fic challenge by kmf, whence the pair of handcuffs.
Dedication: To the GW Heero and Relena Mailing List and the peeps on it who I have sorely neglected these past months.
Feedback: Yes please!
In the Office - by Jooles
"What’s that?"
"What?"
Pointed aversion of world famous death glare.
"What you’ve got in your hands."
Tight, cautious breathing.
"Behind your back."
"..."
Warily, "Relena."
"Yes?"
"I’m not stupid. And I’m certain that what you’ve got behind your back isn’t warrant for a security threat. However..."
A gasp. "No, Heero, don’t!"
Click.
"Oh god."
"Relena, what’s the meaning of this?"
"It’s not what it looks like Heero. Honestly it isn’t."
"Hmph."
Quietly, "I"m sorry."
"Yes well, you would be, wouldn’t you-"
Nodding apologetically.
"-How am I supposed to ensure your safety if I’m stuck to you Relena."
Silence. Then sarcastically muttering, "I suppose this adds a whole dimension usual ‘not letting me out of your sight’ motto."
Irritably, "This is no joke Relena. What if something were to happen?"
Huffing, "Oh, I don’t know Heero. For god’s sake it was an accident!"
"Hmph. Right, it was an accident that you just happened to have a pair of handcuffs on you. And it was ‘accidental’ when they snapped in place the moment I found them on you."
Weakly, "Yes."
Mutual silence.
Muttered, "It wasn’t meant to be this way, if you must know."
Stunned, "You planned this?!"
Swallowing, then a deep breath.
"Relena?"
Bitterly, "Well it wasn’t meant to pan out like this."
A pause then patiently. "How was it supposed to work out?"
Softly, "Differently."
With emphasis, "How Relena?"
A small voice, "Well, with you not angry with me for one thing."
A snort. "I’m not angry."
Hopefully, "You’re not?"
Smirking, "No, just mildly disturbed."
A quiet sigh. "I wanted to do something special for you."
Jingles handcuffs. "And this is special because?"
"Oh I don’t know! It’s different though, isn’t it?"
Shifting.
"Uh! Relena! Oh..." Swallowing, then deep breathing.
Rustling cloth and soft kissing sounds.
"See, this is different."
Muttered, "Yes. I am well aware of that."
Grinning, "So the handcuffs aren’t a lost cause than?"
"No, they aren’t a lost cause."
A smile. Then a quick kiss. "Thank you for being so open minded Heero."
"With you I have to be."
Snickering, "This coming from a guy who used to have a death wish."
Voice rising, "That was over five years ago!"
Soft sucking noise.
"Ahh! Relena!"
"I love you just the way you are Heero. Death wish and all."
Blinking. "You do?"
Blushing, "I do."
Kissing sounds.
A little breathlessly, "Relena?"
Panting, "Yes?"
"What are the chances that your secretary will be back within the next half hour?"
Sound of fabric sliding slowly over skin.
"Oh, very slim indeed."
More kissing.
Moans in unison.
"Relena, I can’t get your shirt off properly. The handcuffs are in the way."
Panting, "What? ...Oh, who cares."
A laugh. "I do."
A sigh, then a little breathlessly, "Oh all right, we’ll get rid of the damned handcuffs."
Dryly, "No need to on my account."
Exasperated. "But you-"
Kissing.
"Shh... I just want to be able to have all of you, and without your blasted clothes in the way."
A blush, "Oh. I really should have thought about that before hand."
Grinning. "Now, where’s that key?"
More blushing. "Um..."
"Yes?"
"Uh, down here."
Audible hitch in breathing. "Down there...?"
Flushed nodding.
Shifting down. "You so planned this Relena Yuy."
"Mmm H—"
"Relena, you need to pull your shirt up a bit."
Grumbling. "Sure I do."
Snickering. "We can do this with the handcuffs on, or with the handcuffs off. What ever way you want it is up to you."
A moan. "You had to go for the ultimatum."
Another moan. "Oh hell, Heero?"
Sighing, "Yes?"
"Let’s forget about the key."
A grin, then the rustle of more fabric. "Okay."
"Mmm..."
More rustling fabric being tossed to the ground."
Soft kissing once more.
A moan. "Relena..."
Muzzily, "The handcuffs, I know."
Shifting. "Put your hands there..."
Softly, "Here?"
Dazed, "Uh- -"
"Or here?"
A groan, "Yes- -"
Panting. Moaning.
The clinking of the handcuffs against the desk.
Shifting.
Gasping, "Relena!"
Moaning, "Heero."
More shifting.
And than surrendering.
And falling.
"Heero - - Heero - -"
"Relena -!"
"Oh..."
"Oh..."
Sighs.
"...That was..."
Murmuring, "Interesting."
A grin, "Yes. Quite."
"Thank you."
Drowsily. "Your welcome, Heero."
Light, feathery kissing.
Slow, deep breathing.
More kissing.
"Wait, Relena!"
"- - what?"
"We can’t do this here. Your secretary will be back any minute."
"Hmph... you had to mention the secretary."
Severely, "Someone has to! Do you want her to find us here, in your office, on your desk, half clothed and attached to each other by a bloody handcuff?"
Muttered. "So it’s the ‘bloody handcuff’ now, is it?"
Frustrated groan, "I’m only thinking about your dignity."
A sigh, "And you just had to mention my dignity."
Gently, "I only want what’s best for you."
Another sigh, "In that case - -"
Click.
"- - There you go."
Surprised expression, "What, you’re letting me go?"
Horrified expression, "No!"
Blank stare.
Blushing, "I mean yes. So we can look presentable when we leave the office."
"Hmph..." A smirk. Rustling of fabric. "Right."
"Do I look acceptable?"
A swallow, "You missed a button."
Dawning realisation. "...Oh!"
A faint smile, "Come here."
"What now?"
"Nothing, just - -"
Soft, tender kissing.
Straightening of fabric.
"All right Heero?"
"Yes, only - - " Hesitating at the door.
Silence.
"Only?"
The door opening.
"Can I keep the handcuffs?"
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CUTE! Go Relena!!! She wanted to do something a little different, huh? In her office while the secretary was out... Naughty naughty!
It's okay though, they're married. YAY!!!
Thanks Jooles!!! It was fun!
Love,
Rose
It's okay though, they're married. YAY!!!
Thanks Jooles!!! It was fun!

Love,
Rose
Love,
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Ooooh! I really liked this! I really liked that this is mainly dialogue, without a lot of descriptive phrases to describe what's going on. It leaves a lot up to the imagination. This is a particularly difficult format to write in (believe me, I know--I've tried), but you make it work well here. It was kind of fun to let the ears take over, so to speak, and let the mind decide what was going on. ^^
This was such a cute vignette. Thanks so much for writing it! ^_^
--Sara
This was such a cute vignette. Thanks so much for writing it! ^_^
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Aw..that was lovely. *looks around* I mean that in a manly way!
Have you had your recommended daily allowance of ravishing?
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I believe in love stories but despise romances.
I want to write fics that slap all the standard fanfiction conventions around the face with
a wet fish and call them Betsy ~ me to Wicked.
Cupid's arrow is really a nuclear warhead...it leaves total devastion in it wake.
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Ooh, dear. Are you naughty or are you naughty, Relena?
Chibi Relena: *grins cheekily* Yes.
Congratulations! You got the best answer.
Chibi Relena: *Blinks* I did? Oh, well. Very nice ficcy! Very naughty! Naughty but nice!
<a href="http://www.moonlotus.net/themesong/themesong.html" target="new"> <img src="http://www.moonlotus.net/themesong/blue.jpg" width=230 height=140 alt="my cowboy bebop theme song is blue" border=0> <br> <br> <i> what's your cowboy bebop theme song?</i></a>
Chibi Relena: *grins cheekily* Yes.
Congratulations! You got the best answer.
Chibi Relena: *Blinks* I did? Oh, well. Very nice ficcy! Very naughty! Naughty but nice!
<a href="http://www.moonlotus.net/themesong/themesong.html" target="new"> <img src="http://www.moonlotus.net/themesong/blue.jpg" width=230 height=140 alt="my cowboy bebop theme song is blue" border=0> <br> <br> <i> what's your cowboy bebop theme song?</i></a>
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Preposition: An enormously versatile part of grammar, as in 'What made you pick up this book I didn't want to read to out of up for?' - Winston Churchill
do not disturb... already disturbed
The Ranting
Preposition: An enormously versatile part of grammar, as in 'What made you pick up this book I didn't want to read to out of up for?' - Winston Churchill
do not disturb... already disturbed
The Ranting
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*sigh*
Somehow I'm doubting my memory or not. But anyway, this is also a good fic. I love how the handcuffs came in and well...the 'actions' occurring in this fic.
Good job!
Somehow I'm doubting my memory or not. But anyway, this is also a good fic. I love how the handcuffs came in and well...the 'actions' occurring in this fic.
Good job!

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