<strong>Tsade ~ discipline</strong><br/><br/>Tsade snatched a handful of her hair as the cell rang again. He pulled her head back exposing her neck. She would learn not to top from the bottom. He twisted his other arm and stretched.<br/><br/>The berry was at finger tip reach. He pulled it close without slipping from inside her or releasing his grip on her hair. Two tones and he pressed it to his ear. His eyes searched beyond her as he listened. Berry in hand he shifted in ways he didn’t notice, back into the Boss.<br/><br/>“Did you just tell me that the fire alarm and sprinkler system on level 2 in the corridor outside the kitchen went off and you have the situation under control.”<br/><br/>He paused to listen and hung on every word.<br/><br/>“So if it’s under your control precisely why are you contacting me?” Tsade asked calmly then listened to the reply.<br/><br/>“There’s more?  And you were just catching your breath. I see. Do go on.”<br/><br/>He cocked his head as a sigh escaped his lips.<br/><br/>“I believe it’s called a cleaver.”<br/><br/>He paused and released her hair to pinch the bridge of his nose.<br/><br/>“The cleaver escaped or the mad chef?” He rolled to his side slipping out of her and hating doing so.<br/><br/>He motioned for her to lay on his chest as he listened to the saga.<br/><br/>“Possibly sixteen? You mean you’re not sure?”<br/><br/>His tone never changed. This was business.<br/><br/>“What measures will you be taking for an accurate count and recovery?” Another pause the response seemed lengthy.<br/><br/>“Splendid. Don’t let me keep you from your duties Captain. I will expect a full report in person at my desk in the morning.”<br/><br/>“Oh and Captain.  Your efforts will be rewarded. I insist.” and ended the call.<br/><br/>He kissed her hair and lay still for a few minutes clutching the berry and pressing the bridge of his nose harder as he took a few starter breaths.<br/><br/>“Where were we?”<br/>