Mills

You wake up to see the half naked Mills already in your room. Garcia has yet to wake up and is still in your arms. Mills whispers, "I just got done with Walter. He is pretty sprightly for someone his age. I noticed how pent you were, too, and I had hoped to make a double play tonight, but," she gestures at the soiled sheets on the floor, "looks like you already took care of that."

You reply in a hushed tone, "Oh I did alright. And your soldier preformed admirably well. She just, ah, might need the next day off to recover."

Mills grins. "I think I can arrange that, sir." She gestures at the sleeping Garcia. "Want me to get her up and in her own bed?"

You shake your head. "No, let her sleep. She's earned it. You're welcome to join us though." She does, as quietly as she can, squeezing the young Latina girl between the two of you. Witj her ass to you, Mills places herself face to face with her subordinate. You grab Mills's ass, pulling her even closer, until her lips are less than an inch from Garcia's. "Good night Lieutenant."

When you awaken, Mills is already up and fully dressed and Garcia is out. You sneakily escape from bed without disturbing her. "Let's leave her to get some more rest."

Mills nods. "Yes, sir. So, what's on the docket today?"