Were you sleeping with someone who was technically your Subordinate?

Yes.

Did you care?

Not really.

It’s not like it was Chief of Police sleeping with a Beat Cop, no, it was just a Sargent, you, dating a Detective, Vi.

You were thinking of this as said Detective rolled over in your bed, cuddling closer to your cool skin with her warm, scarred body.

Vi let out a low noise of contentedness at the feeling of you so close to her.

It was so, so impossible to even think about ending this when the younger woman was this sweet.

You stroked her head and she smiled, cuddling closer to you.

“So… how do you want to go in this morning?” You asked, carding your hands through her hair.

“Together, holdin’ y’r hand, with coffee in the one I’m not holdin’ ya with.” Vi yawned, stretching out and nuzzling into your neck.

“Baby, you know we can’t do that.” You said, looking down at the twenty-four-year-old sleeping on top of you.

“Mmmmph…” Vi groaned lowly, tightening her arms around you. “You’ll go in first then?” The younger woman confirmed, mewling softly as you kissed her forehead.

“Sure, my love.” You said, stretching out as Vi mouthed on your neck.