Yes, but at a cost

The guard stepped inside the office and lazily swept his flashlight around. He was bored. He'd been doing this job for two years and nothing ever happened here. Still, he patrolled his designated floors like he was required to do because his supervisor would check up on him. And he would make sure to do every room or he'd be sure to get yelled at.

The guard moved around, lazily whistling as he looked.

Blake meanwhile was hidden underneath the desk trying desperately to keep quiet and to not move a muscle. She had just barely managed to get inside and close the window just as the guard opened the door. And luckily she'd been able to grab Gambol Shroud in her haste. Unfortunately that had cost her in other areas.

"...The hell? What is that?" The guard said as he moved around the side of the desk.

Blake could see clearly where the guards flashlight illuminated her white shorts and slightly torn black lace panties where they had fallen on the floor in her rush. The now bottomless infiltrator desperately hoped the guard wouldn't sound the alarm. If he tried, she would have to take him down.

Luckily (or unluckily) Blake didn't need to worry about that.

"Sweet! The lady in this office must have forgotten her clothes." The guard said cheerfully as he picked up Blake's discarded panties, admiring them under the light. "And she wears such sexy underwear too."

Blake flushed a bit as the guard unintentionally complimented her.

The guard slipped Blake's panties into his pocket and picked up her shorts. He whistled a happy tune as he walked out of the office and closed the door behind him.

As he left, Blake let out sigh of relief. While it was a bit humiliating having to do the rest of the mission with her ass and pussy on display, at least she wasn't compromised. She could work with that even if it was embarrassing.