Cold Cold Heart (Closed for YoungLisa)

Gethan looked at her colleague and asked “Are you going to be alright after we’ve gone?” Her colleague nodded and wished her luck. As he did he handed her some dehydrated food and some powdered milk. Gethan kissed him on the cheek then turned to Avellan. “Don’t think you’re getting one” she said with a smile. “At least not until we fulfil our entire mission”.

With a final wave to her colleague Gethan cocked her pistol and followed Avellan. “You know we will have to share a tent don’t you?” She asked in her normal tomboy humour “I hope you don’t snore!”
 
Avellan rolled his eyes at her comment about a kiss. He tracked across the snow, the miles passing by under there feet with as time went on. He thought to himself about what his upcoming mission would be about.

They didn`t encounter anyone luckly during their travels.
 
Gethan kept her eyes open throughout their trek constantly watching for any sign of en-emy movement. Eventually they reached a quiet enclosed area where there were plenty of caves. In one of them they set up the small tent and Gethan opened the supplies she had been given. “Not very appetising I’m afraid” she said as she handed Avellan a cup of warm vegetable soup “But when this is over you can take me to dinner” she joked and winked at her companion. Then down to practical matters she said seriously “You sleep first while I keep watch then we’ll swap.”

The night passed without incident and the following day they arrived at their destination. Gethan knew her British sense of humour sometimes irritated Avellan so with a wicked look in her eye she said “Now I might have try to get some information out of those Russians any way I can. Might even mean I have to wear a dress. What’s the Russian for ‘I’m coming’?”
 
Avelan looked at her in confusion. What did she mean by that comment? Why would she need a dress and whydid she need help learning a Russian word when she already knew Russian? Why couldn`t she make any sense?

He walked off an began looking for his contact.
 
Gethan shook her head in disbelief “You really don’t get my sense of humour do you?” She shouted at him as he began to walk away. Catching up with him she said “I’ve probably got to use my body to get secrets from the Russians. If I think about it I’ll be sick! So I turn it into a joke”.

Looking at Avellan she said softly “Unless you want to do it!” She waited for the look of outrage that would cross the face of her colleague.
 
He took a deep breath and looked at Gethan, "Listen, I'm sorry for not being humorous. But... this is a high stress situation. This.. cold war with Russia is probably the most important event in the world. If I fail, there will be a war between Russia and the United States."

Avellan turned away form her and sighed, "If there is a war, America will probably not survive. I'm not going to let that happen, I won't let those bastards re-write history. Could you imagine a world without America, or a nuclear holocaust."
 
Gethan shook her head and smiled apologetically “I’m sorry, I’m as worried about it as you are, and no, I don’t want to imagine a world without the United States, the United Kingdom or contemplate a nuclear holocaust. It’s just …” She took a deep breath and tried to fight the tears “I have a weapon you don’t have, my body. And I’ve got to let one or more of those filthy commies get their hands all over my body, touch me, bite me, enter me and spill their seed inside in me. And I’ve got to pretend I’m enjoying it.”

Again she looked at her colleague and reached out her left hand to grab his right “But I’m as passionate about this as you are. I will willingly die to defend the free world but I would like to take some of them with me.” Again she hesitated before finishing her sen-tence “You know … you know they murdered my Dad don’t you?” Trying to keep her composure she reached over and kissed Avellan on the cheek “Sorry if I’m too much for you at times. But we are on the same side.”

Standing back she pushed her chest out and felt her bra lift as the cups supported her breasts. “Let’s get on with our mission.” She signalled for Avellan to move on.
 
Avellan sighed, "Why would you give you body to the Russians? There are better ways to extract information from people than resorting to sex."

He looked around and headed down an alley towards the house that Urik was suppost to be in. "What's important now is finding Urik."
 
As they set off in search of Urik Gethan responded to Avellan’s question. “There are some secrets that cannot be beaten out of a man or drugged out. I have the means to delicately extract that information and if I have to do it in bed then I’ll do it that way. I’ll know if I have to.”

The two of them made their way to the building where Urik was waiting for them. Avellan discussed the mission and then returned. Meanwhile Gethan took a message from her leaders and approached them. “There is to be a reception in the Cuban Embassy tomorrow night that we have to attend. I will be told what I have to do later. Meanwhile I will be met by one of my contacts in the morning and prepared. I’ll see you there.” With that she was met by another woman and taken to a hotel where she at last had a good night’s sleep.

The following day Gethan was met by a French woman working for NATO who briefed her and then helped her prepare for the evening. In the evening Gethan arrived at the Embassy transformed from a dowdy agent into a ravishing woman. Her long red gown had a thigh high slit in it that exposed her long seductive legs. The top was designed to emphasise her cleavage and her hair was up ‘bee hive fashion’. She entered the guest area and looked round for Avellan and Urik but not seeing them there she scanned the room for her contact. Sitting alone was a Cuban General she recognised from her brief-ing. He was actually working for the Americans but the arrangement between the CIA and MI5 was for him to pass Gethan on to the Russians as an Agent working for Havana for ideological reasons. She approached the General and said “Ipswich won the league after all.”

Her contact answered as arranged “But Spurs retained the Cup.” Then smiling at her he said “Now, I have to introduce you to Nikolas when he gets here.” Then looking at Gethan he smiled and said in his broken English “He is going to be a lucky man I think.”

“If I don’t get back from servicing Nikolas” Gethan said ignoring her contact’s remark “you should tell the others, and they will contact you, to go ahead as planned.” Then no-ticing his eyes fixed on her cleavage she added “You can look, but don’t touch. They aren’t for you.”
 
Avellan looked at Gethan in confusion. "What Cuban Embassy? Are you insane?! If I so much as reveal myself to any Russian official, they`ll arrest me as a American spy because, if you haven`t noticed, I`m American and not Russian! Then there`ll be global problems!"

Grumbling, he walked over to the house where Urik was suppost to meet him. After speaking the code words and replies, Avellan soon found himself inside of the house.
 
Gethan was introduced to Nikolas and impressed him with her knowledge of Russian. She agreed to meet him privately the following night and went back to her hotel room and changed into her night dress and slept until the morning.

The next day she made contact with her superiors and was told that although she should use any means at her disposal to get information from Nikolas she had to ensure that Avellan’s mission succeeded. In the afternoon she met him as arranged by their gov-ernments. “They really think I’m a double agent” she said “I hope to get the information we need tonight. Then it’s over to you to get your guys acting on it.”
 
Avellan followed Urik to a small table and sat down at a chair.

Avellan spoke first, "So. What do you have for me?"

Urik tossed a yellow folder onto the table in front of Avellan, "The Soviets have been sending shipments of cargo to Cuba. Now usually, that`s nothing to get worried about, but then, when the cargo contains nuclear weapons, well... that changes everything."

Avellan picked up the folder and opened it to the first page. The paper contained snapshots of a Russian cargo ship docked at a harbor. Urik continued, "The ship in that photo leaves for Cuba tomorrow. I suggest that it would be a perfect opportunity for you to sneak aboard, find the nukes, and deliver the evidence to your government."

Nodding Avellan closed the folder and stood up and shook Urik`s hand, "Thank you Urik, you`ve been a great help to the United States. We`ll see that you`re properly rewarded for you assistance." Then Avellan headed out the door and into the cold winter air.

Now he had to find the harbor and this Russian ship.
 
Gethan arrived at her hotel as arranged and went up to her room. She enjoyed a long hot soak in the bath before changing in to a dark blue gown which clearly gave prominence to her cleavage. Below the slit gave free reign to her thighs and legs beautified by her flesh colour stockings and high heel shoes. She ensured her small revolver was in her handbag and her radio was on but silenced.

Leaving the room she took the lift down to the dining area where she was met by Nikolas. His eyes narrowed as he caught sight of her cleavage and he struggled to tear his eyes away from it. Gethan spoke fluent Russian and engaged Nikolas in everyday conversation before she got on to the subject of her role. Nikolas was convinced she was working for the Soviet Union and then she played her master card. “The Americans are suspicious about me and now come to the conclusion that I’m here to sabotage their latest mission. My life is in real danger and I need your help. I need to get out of here and into Cuba so I can hide from the Americans and tell the Cubans what they can expect if the cargo is ever discovered. It gives us an advantage and saves my life. I’d be very grateful.” She licked her lips and arranged her position so Nikolas got a perfect view of her cleavage.

Nikolas was lust struck and tried to get Gethan to take him to her room. Slipping him another drink she said “I can only help the cause if you get me on that ship. I’ll need to be able to get on board without being seen but I’ll need your help. You must have details.” As the night went on Gethan took control and after midnight she led Nikolas into her bedroom. Teasing him with a promise of sex on her return the weak man gave her the information she needed. The last drink she served him contained a careful balance of heroin and cocaine inducing both heavy sleep and memory loss.

Disguising herself as a hotel maid Gethan left the building and taking seven different means of transport to ensure she wasn’t followed she made contact with Avellan. “The ship is the Kasimov. It sails tonight and we can be on board before she sails to give information to our Masters.” She waited for his response.
 
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OOC: Urik's not with my guy.

He had been watching the ship for several hours now, and it hadn't been easy. Hiding in odd places, using various disguises, asking the homeless, god.. he had graduated from Yale for this.

It had been a long and stressful day, but it had been worth it. From what he had learned, the ship was busy 24/7, with workers loading supplies on board during the day, and guards patroling the ship at night. He had also learned that, thanks to the failure at the nuclear facilty, the Russians were on edge. The Russian government knew that someone had infiltrated into the facility and that there was a spy within there country. Obviously, the Russians had pinned the blamed on the Americans. Therefore the reason for the extra security on the ship.

Turning around, he noticed Gethan. He waved to her and listens to what she had learned. He raised an eyebrow at the word Masters, It sounded so... undemocratic.

"Yes yes I know. After we`re done with this mission, I`ll be returning home as soon as I can. A chopper will be arriving at a secluded location by tomorrow. There it can pick us up and drop us off in Washington D.C. where some of your government officials will be waiting to take you home."
 
OOC I’ll amend
Gethan nodded in response. This had been a difficult mission and she couldn’t really say she had really hit it off with Avellan. Yet there was something about him that she liked and she would miss his dead pan attitude to her sense of humour. Holding his gaze she removed her pistol from her pocket and ensured it was loaded and ready. “Just a little insurance policy” she said “I’m responsible for your safety.”

As she said the words she noticed a Russian looking at her and Avellan. She began to cry and pulled him to her and said "Я действительно не хочу этого. Конечно, там должен быть способ показать вам, как сильно я тебя люблю" ("I really don't want this end. Surely there has to be a way to show you how much I love you") Crushing his lips to hers she gave him a passionate kiss and whispered “Pretend we’re lovers – we’re being watched”. As she kissed him she moved his left hand up until covered her right breast. Pulling him closer still she felt his touch have a genuine effect on her breast as her nipple hardened and she began to moan. “Get this right now and we’ll finish it back in Washington” she said with a gasp before claiming his mouth again.

Once all suspicion was removed she broke the kiss, took a deep breath and then said gently “Business before pleasure. Let’s get on that ship.”
 
Avellan barely had a chance to react, before Gethan grabbed him and began kissing him. After she released him, he stood there for several seconds in utter silence. Then, collecting his wits, he took at breath and muttered, "Damn. That was... unexpected."

He gave a small smile then continued, in his normal tone, "We need to wait for an hour, that`s when the guards change shifts and when security is at it's minimum. We'll sneak aboard in crates that are being loaded onto the boat."
 
Gethan was surprised by Avellan’s reaction but in her British sense of humour found it cute. She was going to enjoy teasing this serious American and then when the mission was complete she would bed him. He was like the fly, she was the spider and she would have him before they parted.

The two agents waited for the guards to change shifts and then climbed into a crate. Gethan deliberately held her partner close as they climbed in and gave him a naughty wink as his hand accidently brushed her right breast.

But they were both professionals and knew how serious their mission was to the free world. Having got the information they needed Gethan turned to Avellan and said “Now for the easy part. How do you propose we get this back to Washington?”
 
The mission had gone smoothly, They had snuck past all the guards, avoided getting spotted by cameras, and, found evidence of the nuclear missiles. He took pictures of the shipping orders and of the nuclear devices, then left the ship.

After leaving the ship behind, he turned to Gethan and replied to her comment, "I contacted a nearby helicopter. It'll be ready to pick us within an hour about 3 miles due north of here. Once we get on, it'll take us to a nearby aircraft carrier, and from there, we'll head towards Washington D.C."

As they made there way towards the pick up zone, he continued speaking to Gethan, "When we arrive at Washington, we'll go to my superiors and deliver the information. I'm pretty sure we'll also have to go to Britian and do the same thing. After that? Well we'll have to wait for new order, but it'll probably involve Cuba somehow."
 
The helicopter flight and journey to Washington went without a hitch and soon they each made contact with their superiors where they were debriefed. Gethan could not get the seriousness of the situation out of her head. She knew there was no way Cuba would be allowed to base nukes on its soil because such action could trigger World War III.

Three nights later she and Avellan were at a dinner party in a top hotel used by the government officers where socialisation was encouraged. Gethan had her own room and she spent two hours getting ready. She wore a long red evening gown with a thigh length slit on the left side. The top was designed to show her ample breasts and cleavage to anyone who got close.

After the meal the dancing began and Gethan targeted Avellan and encouraged him to join her for some slow but intimate waltzes. She positioned herself so Avellan could see her cleavage and she deliberately allowed her crutch to rub against his manhood. During the third dance she gave him a little peck on the cheek before engaging him in a long, slow, seductive kiss.

As the music stopped she whispered into his ear “Do you want to come up to my room and do some more debriefing” Her wink and blush coloured cheeks made it obvious she expected Avellan to be removing her briefs before the night was over.
 
The conference had gone smoothly. Despite the mess up at the factory, the mission was a success. During the dance he was surprised at Gethan's affection towards him. They barely knew each other, and yet he found that he was beginning to like her as well.

At her comment, he looked at her in surprise. Was she really meaning what he though she said? Or was this more of her British humor?

Thinking over it, she shrugged. What the hell, why not celebrate. He smiled at her and whispered, "Sure. why not."
 
"Sure. Why not."

Gethan smiled as she led Avellan towards the lift (OOC Elevator for American readers) and summoned it to the ground floor. As soon as it arrived they entered and pressed the button for the fifteenth floor. When the doors closed Gethan threw herself at Avellan, her mouth claiming his in a long, deep, passionate kiss that pinned him to the wall of the lift. When the doors opened she pulled him towards her room, turned the key and opened it before dragging him in. In one movement she attacked his belt and loosened his trousers and under pants before sinking to her knees.

“My, we have waited a long time!” She said teasingly as her lips gently kissed the hard-ening snout of Avellan’s manhood. She felt it jerk as she gently opened her lips allowing him access to her mouth where her tongue engaged the underside gently cradling it.

After a few minutes she slowly released him and stood up. “I don’t want you spent too soon” she teased “there is only one place where that’s gonna spill”. She engaged him in a kiss and in so doing she raised his right hand to cup her left breast. “You can enjoy me fully Partner” she said sexually “I’ve been prepared for my war by being put on what they are calling ‘the pill’, so you can explode inside me without fear of babies.”

Flinging her arms round him again she pushed him onto the bed “I know I’m in America” she said with a wink “now I want America in me. Fuck me Mr American, Sir!” Again she engaged in a long kiss as her hand again went down to cup his shaft.
 
Avellan sighed in pleasure as Gethan put his cock in her mouth. Then he smiled up at her as she kissed him and grabbed his cock. He began removing her shirt and pants while returning the kiss with equal passion and eagerness.

Cupping her breasts in his hands, he began gently massaging them.
 
Gethan thought her nipples were going to explode in Avellan’s hands as his expert assault made her breasts swell in anticipation. Holding onto his shaft Gethan sank onto the bed pulling Avellan down on top of her. She felt him begin to harden in her hands and a little pre cum was oozing from the snout while her own thighs began to flow with moisture.

Gently positioning the American at the entrance of her sex she said breathlessly “I want you. I want all of you inside me now. Make me glad I’m a woman”. With those words she kissed him passionately as she awaited his invasion.
 
He groaned in pleasure as she massaged his cock and placed it at the entrance of her sex. He returned the kiss eagerly as he pushed foward, slowly sliding inside of her.
 
Gethan had lost herself in lust. It had been a long time since she had allowed any man to make love to her and she needed this moment more than she realised. Her nipples went taut as her channel began to open to receive Avellan fully. Arching her back upward she groaned with passion before grabbing his mouth and kissing him with total abandonment.

Feeling the explosion building within her she suddenly grunted and felt her muscles claim his manhood. She suddenly came shouting his name as she felt her tsunami of nectar bathe Avellan’s shaft while she waited the sudden burst of semen that was about to flood her expectant womb.
 
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