Quincy and Amy

[2020-05-03 19:19] *[user]Amy Zhu[/user] kissed Chris on the cheek as he said goodbye to her, making his way out of the office. She had to, unfortunately, stay behind and finish off some paperwork before delivering it to Mr. Augustine. The big bear seemed like a nice enough boss - a little intimidating, certainly, thanks to his size and all. But he'd been friendly, and he certainly hadn't needed to offer Amy the internship. When the work was finally done, the red panda made her way to Quincy's office, knocking on the door before opening it up, "I have that paperwork you needed done, Mr. Augustine." She said politely, the slender young thing dressed in a pencil skirt and a button-up shirt, a pain of glasses on the bridge of her muzzle. The pretty thing stood there awkwardly, almost seeming intimidated enough to not want to step too far into Quincy's office without the polar bear's permission.
[2020-05-03 19:28] [user]Quincy Augustine[/user]: ((I've got to step away for a few minutes, back in a bit.))
[2020-05-03 19:44] *[user]Quincy Augustine[/user] raises his head. He had clearly been buried in some difficult paperwork, trying to figure out what revisions to make to a certain bill he had been trying to get passed. This bill would make or break his upcoming run for Congress, so it was imperative that it be worded properly and give him the political leverage that it needs. That said, it was a work in progress; Chris had done the first draft and, like it seemed to be with all the panda's work recently, he had to correct just about everything in it. With a 200 page bill, it's a difficult feet. Now, of course, here comes Amy at his door. The bear looked up, a slight look of annoyance on his face, though since he hadn't looked directly at her, it wasn't at her specifically. Rather, he was looking towards the position of Chris' desk; the work had no doubt been done under his supervision, and Amy would have gotten all the wrong cues. The bear wasn't wearing his jacket any more, it had been tossed to the side of the room, barely on the coat rack, his tie undoe, and the top button undone as well, moving very firmly into the casual aspect of "business attire." "Yes, yes, come in," he says, his voice gruff and tired. "Show me what you've got, have a seat."
[2020-05-03 19:50] *[user]Amy Zhu[/user] saw the demeanour of her new boss and felt the nerves kick in. "R-Right..." The red panda then walked closer towards the desk and took a seat on her side of it, handing over the paperwork. "I, um, o-obviously Chris helped me with some things, and I know I'm just an intern, but I made some adjustments to what he said...I wanted to kind of...prove that despite him being my boyfriend that I wasn't just doing what he said, that I-I wanted to show that I was capable of my own work." As Quincy looked through it, the truth of the matter was that she was almost better than Chris at his job, though still certainly under what the polar bear expected. All the while he examined it, the nervous red panda would glance between Quincy and his desk.
[2020-05-03 19:54] *[user]Quincy Augustine[/user] had his head down almost immediately after being handed the paperwork. Resting his brow upon his left hand, he flicks through it, his tired, but brightly shining blue eyes examining every bit of the revisions. Huh. She was telling the truth; she certainly had a better knack for this than Chris, but the parts that included his assistance were noticeable, and certainly completely wrong. The longer he goes on, the more he starts to get grumpy, and finally, not even halfway through the 20 pages, he tosses them down with a snarl, smacking his desk with a growl. "That IDIOT." he grunts, losing his composure for a moment. "I can't beleive he thought any of that would work. Yours isn't much better, but damn. I hope you've got a backup plan for money because at this rate I won't be able to afford keeping him on. I can't keep pulling late nights like this."
[2020-05-03 19:58] *[user]Amy Zhu[/user] flinched at the outburst, and felt her nerves getting the best of her pretty quickly, almost without thinking as he all but said he'd fire Chris, she said, "P-Please, Mr. Augustine, don't fire Chris. W-We can work on improving, I...h-he's - he needs this job. I-Is...th-there has to be something we can do to make this work? Maybe I could do something to help make this all easier?" She wasn't really suggesting anything specific, but Quincy could see how desperate the red panda was to keep her boyfriend employed, for both of their sakes most likely. Those big eyes looked up at him, begging him.
[2020-05-03 20:05] *[user]Quincy Augustine[/user] grins. Oh, there was just something, just one thing she might be able to do. He hadn't managed to get home in some time, due to this bill, and he was getting rather... pent up. "Well, as far as the actual work is concerned, no. There's not a damn thing you can do to help, since I don't have the time to teach it all to you before I have to be on the floor presenting it. So I'll just have to stay here tonight and do that myself. However," he grins once more, his blue eyes flickering as he notices her desperate expression, "I'm a little... stressed here, as you can imagine. You are going to help me relieve that stress, that tension. If you don't, I'll fire Chris, fire you, and blacklist the both of you from working in this field, or pretty much anywhere else. Do you understand?"
[2020-05-03 20:07] *[user]Amy Zhu[/user] swallowed nervously as the polar bear spoke, her ears lowering submissively. She knew what the male was getting at, and her cheeks flushed deep underneath her fur, but she realised pretty quickly that he had already not given her much of a choice. "Y-Yes, Mr. Augustine..." She said quietly, becoming silent for a few moments before asking hesitantly, "What...wh-what exactly would you like me to do to help you relieve that stress, sir?" She asked, looking far more nervous than she had when the large male was threatening to fire her.
[2020-05-03 20:14] *[user]Quincy Augustine[/user] knew, a that moment, that he had her. She would waver, certainly, when he makes his command, but she would hesitate for only a moment before giving in. After all, her entire livelihood, and her boyfriend's, was on the line. Grunting, still pretending to be a little bit annoyed with the situation, he moves his rolling chair back, so that the underside of his desk could be accessed. "See, whenever I'm stressed, the only thing that can truly relieve it is for my balls to be caressed by the tongue of a lovely woman. So, that's what you are going to do. Get down there, get on your knees, undo my pants, pull out my junk, and say "ah,". You've got about... thirty seconds."