Captured for Interrogation

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Alexis had also came, though not very hard. She slowed down. "You're welcome, Rusky," she whispered, leaning forward to lay down on him. She kissed him gently.
 
Alexis curled up on top of him, her breathing returning to normal. "That was great," she said after awhile.
 
Alexis smiled. "Yeah, I'll be fine," she said, stroking his beard. "Sometimes, it's enough. And it was enough this time."
 
"We should really sleep," he said finally, after caring for her after sex needs for a while. "We have briefing in the morning." He was getting very sleepy himself.
 
"I don't like briefings. Why do I have to be briefed? I know who I'm going after and what my mission is," Alexis said, stroking his face.
 
She sighed. "I know." She snuggled into him happily. "I'd rather stay in bed with you, though," she said slyly.
 
Nikolai awoke the next morning and did his daily calisthenics before Alexis got up. He began packing their bags, this time leaving Alexis enough underwear to be comfortable.
 
Alexis moaned as she woke up and she smiled at Nikolai's form. "Morning, love," she said softly in Russian.
 
"And skip that briefing," Alexis said, sitting up and stretching before getting out of bed. She padded over to the closet and began to dress.
 
Her cell phone rang and she picked it up. "Clark. . . Yeah, of course we'll be there, Director," she said, rolling her eyes at Nikolai. "Of course, I wouldn't dare miss it," she said. "Clark out." She hung up. "Dammit!" she swore.
 
"I hate briefings," Alexis growled, styling her hair and putting on her makeup. She looked at Nikolai and sighed heavily. "Let's go, the sooner this is done, the better."
 
Alexis nodded, still eating. "Yeah, let's do this," she said, shoving another cinnamon roll into her mouth.

They walked in and she sat down. "Let's get this over with, boss," she said, sitting down.

The Director shook his head in amusement. "You never did like briefings." He handed her a new dossier on Yeltsin. "There's more information, read it on the plane," she said. "Nikolai, I expect you to keep her away from dangerous things."

"I can take care of myself," Alexis protested.

"Yes, but Nikolai knows KGB better than you, Alexis. And you know it."

Alexis rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"Your plane departs in two hours. And stop eating the cinnamon rolls!" he said, looking at her eating another one.

"They're all gone."
 
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