Captured for Interrogation

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"I'm not made of glass," Nikolai said. "We'll do this and go home. Now what should I wear?" he wanted to busy her mind and keep her on task.
 
Alexis stood up and said, "The brown pants." With that, she went over to the fridge and uncapped the vodka she had brought, drinking it straight from the bottle.
 
"Not you too,' said Nikolai, taking it from her. "You need to be able to act if I need you and sneak around." He put the brown pants on. "I love you and want this to go well, and for you to be safe while we do it." A knock came at the door.
 
Alexis glared at him, before asking who it was. It was Franz, with breakfast. "Perfect. Bring it in, butler. Slave, open the door," she snarled. She stalked back to the bed and pretended to be reading while he did that.
 
Nikolai brought the tray over and served Alexis her plate and waited for Franz to leave before getting his own. "We did that a little too well, didn't we?" he asked.
 
Alexis nodded. "That's what scares me," she whispered in Russian. "Honestly, Rusky, it scares me. I could never be. . .be. . ." she bit her lip and shoveled her face full of food.
 
"You've never been horrible to me and you've always respected me," he said. "You were just mad about the alcohol and the timing was bad. He finished his meal and put their plates outside to be collected. As he returned and kissed her, they were interrupted again.
 
Alexis sighed and rolled her eyes. "Yes?" she asked. Franz wanted to know if they were done. Alexis whispered in Russian to start massaging her and when he had, she bade Franze to enter. When he left, she returned to kissing him. "Mmm, I miss your kisses," she teased.
 
Nikolai gave her as many as he could in a short time and finally said, "What's today's itinerary? Surely our host wants to show you a good time before she takes me?"
 
"That's dinner. Angelica has some of the finest chefs working for her. Lots of authentic cuisine tonight," Alexis said. "She knows I don't need a tour." She kissed him. "Relax. I got this."
 
"Ok," said Nikolai. "Where am I allowed to go? Or is this my room for the duration while she takes you out on the town?"
 
"You're coming with, and your attire will be that," Alexis said. "Angelica will want to see how you take to being gawked over."
 
Alexis relaxed for a bit before looking at schematics and such. Her eyes began to blur after a while and she threw the notebook on the bed. "I hate plans," she admitted.
 
"Don't worry, I'm sure you will find an alternate means to succeed in this mission," he said. "Now let's go how me off."
 
"Let me get dressed," Alexis laughed, putting on a pair of black slacks and a white button down, with the white gold necklace Nikolai had given her, her hair falling in soft curls. She stroked Nikolai's chest. "Come along," she purred.
 
Alexis lead Nikolai down to the dining hall, where Angelica was waiting for them.

"Oh, darling, you look magnificent!" The Austrian woman said, kissing the American's cheek. "Is that white gold?"

"As a matter of fact it is. Admirer," Alexis said with a laugh. "Albeit it's a recent acquisition."

"It goes so well with your complexion. Is he here?"

Alexis gestured toward Nikolai. "There he is," she said.

Angelica gasped. "Oh, darling, you like his ass in those leather pants, don't you?" she asked, admiring the Russian once more.

"Of course. I usually have him wear those. Not after he's been disciplined, though. Got to let them heal," Alexis said, stroking his hair.

"Of course. You've always had that nice little heart of yours. Please, come in, dinner's ready." Angelica offered her arm to Alexis, and Alexis took it. "Slave, follow," Alexis commanded quietly.
 
Nikolai followed at a nice, ordered march. He pulled out Alexis' chair and stood behind his own, awaiting orders.
 
Alexis nodded at Nikolai, thanking him for pulling out his chair. "You may sit, slave, and you better behave yourself," Alexis ordered. She looked at Angelica. "He gets so hyper when sitting at the table," Alexis explained with an apologetic smile.

"It's fine my dear, now please, what wine do you want?"

"White Zinfadel, please."

Franz came out and filled the women's glasses, then looked questioningly at Alexis when he came to Nikolai. Alexis shook her head slightly. "Get water for the pet," she ordered the butler.

"Yes, ma'am," he said, returning with a glass of water for Nikolai.

"Please let the chefs know we are waiting, Franz," Angelica said.

The butler left and the two women began talking about various things.
 
The food eventually came as the women discussed politics and such. "I hope you'll forgive the meat," Angelica said. "I forgot that you're not the biggest fan of Burgundy beef."

"Oh, my dear it's fine," Alexis laughed. She gave Nikolai food on the plate, but she cut up his meat for him as well as anything else she deemed too big before handing him his plate. Angelica watched with amusement. "Afraid of something, my dear?"

Alexis chuckled. "You know in our line of work we can never be too careful," she said, cutting up her meat and eating it. "Delicious, Angelica, as always."

"Perhaps some music? I picked up a CD of Beethoven's concertos."

"Of course," Alexis said. Soon the music of Beethoven flitted through the air as they ate and talked.

"My dear, what do you plan on doing tonight?" Angelica asked.

"Well, if my pet hasn't been too much trouble, I planned on examining your gallery. I understand you've acquired a new Van Gogh?"

"Absolutely! One of his sunflowers. I'm not sure if it's real, but you're more than welcome to look at it! And I will look after your pet!"

Alexis smiled. "Of course, I would like that. Sometimes, it's hard, dragging him along."

The maids worked around them, and they continually gawked at Nikolai.
 
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