Yes We Shall

"Ow!" Kurt exclaims as he wakes up, instinctively pushing off the source of pain.

"Asshole!" Jennifer exclaims as her weight on his bruised ribs was the source of his pain, Kurt's pushing her off of him waking her up.

"Sorry," Kurt replies sheepishly.

"Are you okay?"

"I could use some more Tylenol and another bag of frozen peas, but yeah, I'm good, considering."

"You sure? It's short notice, but I can probably get someone to cover for me."

"Relax, you're not going to come home to find I slit my wrists or anything, I'll be fine."

"Good, but if you change your mind, cut up and down and not across. If I'm paying for a crime scene cleaner you should at least get the job done."

"DAMN!!! When did your sense of humor get that dark?"

"There's a lot about me you don't know, Kurt."

Leaning intimately close to him, her voice getting soft and sensual as she looks him in the eyes, Park Ranger Jennifer's hand trails down to Kurt's morning wood.

Grasping tightly, she starts bobbing her hand up and down, the pleasure causing goosebumps on Kurt's skin.

Up and down, up and down, her hand gradually increases speed, the friction building, the pleasure reaching a crescendo until Jennifer stops.

A moan of protest leaves Kurt's mouth as the pleasure stops.

"Oops, look at the time, I need to take a shower before I get to work. I'll get you that Tylenol and frozen peas while I'm up," Jennifer says as she gets up, sounding not in the least bit sorry.