Saving the World One Bra at a Time

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Sophia ran her hands up her face and into her hair. She didn’t know what to do or say to Reese. Things weren’t going to ever be the way they were. They weren’t going to recapture the moments in the cabin before all hell broke loose. She saw her father come in and order her to be ready to go, “her boy toy” was given a choice, she wasn’t. There was no doubt that Reese would go with her. Where they were going she hadn’t a clue. She almost told her father to ‘fuck off’ but she didn’t. Her parents, her adoptive ones, wouldn’t have allowed her to talk to her dad like that, she knew she wouldn’t treat her real father like that either.

She looked back at Reese and sighed. “It was dreams Reese... Tom’s in surgery now. He was shot when we came in here. You’ve been very sick. You just need to relax more and we’ll get everything settled.” She sat down on the bed next to him, unable to think about what was happening between them.

Her eyes looked up when a lab technician came in and took a vile of her blood. “Jesus Christ,” she muttered. “Who knew some chicks would be so highly sought after. I never did get to fuck my vampire,” she chuckled. The blood was pulled from her veins and the techy left. “Reese... that was my father Alex that was here. He was supposed to be dead too and the woman... that was my mom Cassandra. Guess the family is having a reunion and your invited. I won’t make you come with us. I don’t even know what is in store. I don’t think any of us do. But... Reese, you also need to rest. There will be people coming back for us and you need to be safe. It’s up to you whether you go with me or not, but I am leaving here when the chopper arrives.”

A sound brought her attention to the hall and she saw her father walk passed the room and her mother following afterwards. She wondered what they were plotting next, whose lives were they about to destroy. She heard a door open and then close. Then she heard nothing. Her thoughts were on overdrive and she wondered what plans were in the works. She wished Gabi would get back to her.

She looked over to Reese and wondered what he was thinking and when he’d be back to the strong, confident man she knew him to be.

 

[poohlive]

"Of course I'll go with you. I've been trying to be with you for a long time now. I had to travel the whole world just to meet you, but I'm here now. I'm here for you, and I won't leave your side ever again. It will be you and me this time, just like before."

Reese got up, hugging her from behind. It was so nice to be near here now, to touch her, feeling her under his grasp. He had missed that, deep in the snow, deep in the dark pit of his own loneliness. Whatever space he purposely put between them was gone now, all of it.

"I'll be honest with you now," He said, "I can be open with you now. I don't know why I wasn't before..."

Protocol. That word swept up through him, almost made him shut up, clamp down on his mouth, stop him from speaking another word. It was protocol, she wasn't supposed to know too much.

But that memory faded, as did the thought behind it. He didn't understand it at all. Why would he not be allowed to share everything with his love? That was ridiculous.

He pushed the half formed idea of protocol out of his mind and started again.

"I wasn't honest with you before, but I will be now. I want to be honest, no more secrets between us. Ok, promise."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Sophia knew something was wrong with Reese, he’d dropped his guard and was letting his emotions show. She was surprised by this and wondered why exactly he was behaving so strangely. She wasn’t drawn to him, but more concerned. He acted almost like a child and she found herself wondering if this disease had eaten away a part of him. She hoped he wasn’t a liability, she doubted from the looks of her father that she’d be able to talk him out of killing Reese if he looked to be a danger to whatever they were planning on doing next.

She pulled away from him and turned around. She smiled softly at him, wondering where her Reese was, this man wasn’t even the one she fell in love with in Panama, this man was different. He was almost to good to be true, to perfectly happy.

“Let’s get you some real clothes,” she took his head and left the room. They moved past the office she was sure her parents were in and found a staff locker room. “Do you want a quick shower?” she asked him. She let go of his hand and moved around the room looking for clothes. “Reese, I’m glad your coming with me. I think it’s a good idea. You don’t seem 100% yet and I’d hate to see something happen to you.”

She found a pair of pants and a shirt and even a pair of shoes. “I don’t know what you came in here with, but you can’t leave with a hospital gown on. Here take a shower and get dressed,” she pointed to the door that would have the shower stalls behind it. “I’ll wait here,” she told him. She had avoided his earlier attempt to wiggle a promise from her, she wasn’t promising anyone anything anymore, except Gabriella. She trusted her, loved her, and wasn’t about to give up that one person for a promise that could possibly bleed her sister dry of life.

 

[ZuesTheGod]

Alex watched her spin away and turned to leave. He was behind her in a flash, her body was pressed against the office door, his hands on her crotch. “So you fucked the kid huh?” he growled into her ear. His teeth tore at her neck and he rubbed her cunt. “Did you like it?” He bit again this time leaving a bruise. “Did he make you come?” He pressed his cock against her ass.

He turned her around and pushed her back to the door again, this time he saw her wince and he knew the door handle was digging at her back. “Come on Cass... did you think it was going to be your way of fucking the whole time?” His hand came up and took both of her wrists and locked them above her head. “Did he fuck you like this whore?” he ground his cock against her pussy. His other hand made quick work of the T-shirt she wore and he pushed it up over her firm breasts.

His mouth moved down and he sucked hard on the creamy skin. “Did you let him smell my property?” he asked before biting her again. His palm lifted her breast from her bra and his mouth covered it. His teeth tore at the nipple, his tongue lavished the pearl bead.

Alex looked up at her, saw the fire in her eyes and he dropped to his knees. His fingers opened her slacks. Her hands now free to do whatever they wanted. He smelled her arousal. Wasting no time he inserted three fingers into her slick opening and began to fuck her hard and fast. His mouth moved to capture her clit and he bit down on it. His tongue lapped at her folds as he finger fucked her.

“Come on bitch... tell me... was he a good fuck... was he your little pet?” he growled into her cunt and forced a fourth digit into her pussy. “You're still tight...,” he muttered as he dived in to feast on her again. His nails scrapped her walls and he felt her shake with passion. “Yes baby girl... You know who owns you don’t you,” he sucked the juices of her sex, his own cock needing release.

Alex kept his mouth buried against her pussy; his eyes locked with hers and his other hand came up to twist and pull her nipple. He watched her mouth open to speak, he twisted harder, a cry escaped her lips. He twisted again. The pink bud was now hot and beet red.

He could feel her shaking with the need to release. He moved his mouth from her cunt. “Come on bitch... you want to come don’t you... or do I need to bring in that boy toy of yours?” Alex went back to possessing the sweet honey that was flowing thick from her walls.

It had been at the cabin when he’d gotten a chance to taste her again, now as he fucked her once more he continued to be amazed at the wonderful flavor of her juice.

 

[poohlive]

The shower felt cool and refreshing. He was not sure when he last had one, but it had been a while. Now he could let all of it move from his body, and when he emerged from the other side, Reese felt much better. A hundred percent, just as she had asked of him.

He got dressed as she asked. He had not even thought of that. How weird, any other day he would have known just what to do, but for a moment he stepped out of the shower, water still beading down his body, and he just blanked.

Now he did everything Sophia told him, and got dressed with the clothing she provided. He was happy again, and hoped she would approve.

"Here I am," He said, twirling to show her how he looked now, "How do you like it?"

Reese smiled, waiting for her approval, his eyes searching hers for an answer.

 

[FurryFury]

Gabi's sharp eyes watched everything they did to Victor. She watched because she had to. Gabrielle had to keep watch. Her blood was now being sent to Victor and Rain. A bag of replacement blood was pumping into her.

Her two dead parents were gone again. It was probably all just a weird dream anyway. This couldn't be real.

I'm supposed to die. I'm supposed to be sick. Now I'm well. Now my blood can save others? This is some twisted fairy tale. A long lost twin sister who can save others with her blood too. Dead parents from the fucking grave. Lovers who want to kill me or want others always.

Just for once let me rest, Gabi thinks but there is no rest for the wicked. Not in this line of work. There is always some fucking earth shattering event about to happen. She sighs.

I never thought I'd miss Professor Eugene's boring lectures in the Basic Principles Class. When she thought back to that first day meeting Sophia, her head spun. All I wanted was a normal civilian life and friend.

The operation didn't take long. The team of doctors and nurse dug those bullets out in record time. Each ping of metal sounded so loud in the treatment room. They weren't operating under the best of conditions but between the antibiotics they were pumping into Victor and her blood they had every reason to believe Victor would be just fine.

Rain was barely even coughing now. That could be either a good sign or a bad one. She was either better or too weak to cough. Gabrielle wondered what Victor would think about that. His little hippie girl friend might make it or not. Geez he changed women like he did his underwear, perhaps even more frequently, she thought chuckling out loud.

One needed to laugh sometimes or one would cry. Gabi would take laughing over crying whenever she got the chance.

She watched as Victor woke up. Someone gave her a cookie and some orange juice. The orange juice was old tasting but cold. The cookie was plain sugar and pretty good. They were done draining her now. Gabrielle looked for her clothes. This hospital jobbie had to go. The bare ass look was so out! It also didn't cover up all the bites and wounds from her tryst with Mark on the plane. They both looked like they'd been in a fight with bruising around their necks but that was no body's business except theirs.

Briefly she wondered what it meant for their futures. She and Sophia were basically AWOL from their respective cells. They should have a lot of people gunning for them. Cass it seemed had a lot of people working for her including Mark. Boy had Mark worked for Cass.

Gabi stiffed a groan as she moved into her clothing. Her ass was stiff from being on that uncomfortable hospital bed all this time.

Alex also seemed to be in charge of a bunch of people. What either of those things meant for her, Sophia Victor, Reese, or Mark, was beyond her ability to figure out right then. Right now she just wanted to go back to the days when Reese always seemed just a hairs breath away from fucking her and Sophia had seemed like just another student. Yeah, life was sucky then too but way less complicated.

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On a ship in the waters near the Korean Strait two men talked rapidly.

교환은 언제 이는가?

That was all Ha-Neul overheard but it was enough for the deep cover agent to report via short wave radio to superiors. The exchange was being arranged and it must be stopped if it weren't then the Plutonium must be followed until it could be reacquired. Someone was trying to open Pandora's box again. Someone always was.

 

[Rockingham]

It didn't take too long. It never did. That was the funny thing about surgery, it was a kind of time travel. A place of weird luxury that afforded you the superb moment of being unconscious while the professionals picked up all the pieces and put you back together again. The modern day equivalent to Humpty Dumpty.

Perhaps if ole Humpty carried around a bottle of superglue in his pants the King's horses and men might have had a chance. What good was it anyway? Humpty probably had cancer in his Dumpty, and only six more months to live in any case. The world was crashing down around them, and all they could do was smile and make pretty for the camera.

Tom got up, seething from his moment of nausea. The world spun on some weird axis before lurching to a halt. Or maybe he was spinning and the world just refused to move. The world always refused to move. No matter how hard you hit it, the world just would not slink away. The one thing of great solidity under you, whether you liked it or not.

Tom did not.

"How are you doing?" He spoke the moment he could finally take a look at the person laying next to him. It was Starshine, or Rain, or whatever the fuck her hippy parents had named her. She lay unconscious next to him, healing nicely herself. What a pair they would make.

He moved carefully to get off the bed, his body aching at the movements. He wanted nothing more than rest and relaxation. Unfortunately he could not afford both of them. Only one at a time. He supposed he could use with the relaxation now, and the rest later. A nice little trade off.

Tom limped to the other side of the room, where she lay unconscious. Tubes came out of her like some weird high school science experiment gone horribly wrong. Tom took her hand in his.

"Weird how when it all came down to it, you were the one that saved the world after all. You and me... we make a pretty fucked up team, I think."

Tom bent down and kissed her on the forehead.

"You're not my type though. First of all, I like my girls a little rougher than that, and secondly, I'm pretty sure you're taken."

At that Justin came rushing into the room, making his way to see Rain. He showered her with hugs and kisses which Tom thought were returned, although he was not exactly sure. He left through the open door, limping down the hall as he did so.

An empty room got him some nice clothes, and even a few weapons as well. A little worse for the wear, and still shaking off those drugs from the surgery, he began to try and find everyone else.

They seemed to be scattered about though, so that made it a little more difficult.

 

[Babette_____]

The door handle dug into her back, but it went unnoticed as his words further excited her. Cassandra wanted to feel his hands on her skin, his mouth and teeth possessing her once more. Her sex became more slick with arousal and she felt it pooling around her slacks. When he lifted her breast from her bra and attacked it with the lust and anger that was apparent from learning she’d fucked Mark, she was almost glad to have him learn of it. Her nipple rose up and he delivered the marks of his teeth upon her skin with searing force.

He released her hands, moved to her waist and her slacks were down around her ankles as well as her panties, before she had time to beg him. Now as he devoured her cunt she felt the shots of fire erupt through her and the muscles of her sex constricted to grab his fingers. She rode his hand just as she would his cock had it been slamming into her. Their eyes locked and when he told her to come she did. She showered him with the slick fluid of her sex, giving him what they both hungered for... command and control.

Cassandra watched him take her and drink her fluids, but she knew it wasn’t over. She had played it her way back at the cabin. Now it was in his arms he would retrain her. Make her remember that he was the one that had introduced her to a side that he enjoyed. He left her pussy, opened his slacks and she saw his throbbing cock emerge. Her eyes hungered for it.

There were no words, just heated glares that spoke of need and want. His hands grabbed her waist and he spun her around. She felt the fiery flames grow again and as his cock plunged into her depths she groaned for more. Cass pushed back and allowed her sex to envelope him. Her eyes glazed and she squeezed his cock.

“Fuck Alex...,” she moan. He laughed low in her ear and did just that. Hard. Fast. And mean as she felt one of his hands grab her breast and the other move to her clit. She bit her lip as he pulled and pinched the already abused nipple. “Ohhh....,” she muttered. He wouldn’t tease the other one, he wanted the one that was already so sensitive he could feel her shuddering against him.

His cock slammed into her, the tip scraping the front of her pussy. The hard shaft filling her up, the sides of her cunt holding onto him with every attempt when he pulled out. “Alex...,”she was almost on the edge. With the right motivation and the right touches she’d be showering him again with her juice.

 

[leopardlover]

Mark looks around, not sure what he is supposed to do, think, or feel. Maybe something, maybe nothing. So he does the logical thing. He gathers up weapons, goes on a patrol or two and in general stays of peoples' way. Except Gabrielle. He checks on her fairly frequently. It is his job after all. And he'd rather her not get hurt.

He eventually stops going out, just sticking near her. "Hey. Could you explain something to me? I know in our line we can not give out all the information but Could you tell me what this is about? Why the guy with Cass glared at me, why you looked at me how you did when you found out Cass and I used to be something to each other? And how the hell you all know each other?"

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Sophia smiled at Reese, the thoughts in her mind colliding with the memories of the man she fell in love with. This man before her now was a man that was someone untouched by them, by their lives. She wondered where he would go if she left him at a bus stop... what life did he live on the side. She was a college student, but what was he. Where did Reese go to become the person he wanted to be in secret.

She stood up and moved her fingers up over his shirt and smoothed the wrinkles down. “You look wonderful. Reese, you are as handsome as the first day I met you. Do you remember that love?” She needed to know when it all started, when did he first become her enemy. “When did you first see me and decide you loved me?” she asked him again.

She took his hand and waited for him to sit down on the bed, she joined him. Tucked his hand in his lap and looked over at him. “I want to know all about you honey. What you’ve done in your life. Who you have met. Who you’ve worked for. Tell me... just let me help you to be the man you want to truly be.”

Perhaps he would give her information that was useful to helping him return to a life that all spies dreamed off. Maybe with this sickness that clouded his thoughts and tore away the evil that had grown in him... maybe he would be able to be the one real soul that was saved and he could become the poster child for a happy ending to a death sentenced career.

Her fingers rubbed the back of his hand. “I want to know all about you, baby. Everything you ever wanted to tell me. I want you to share it with me.”

 

[ZuesTheGod]

He bent down and took a hard bite of her shoulder. His clock slid in tight and her body shook as he pulled on her flesh. He felt the blood rise to the surface and he bit harder. His canines broke the pale skin and he sucked deep the metallic liquid. He moved his mouth to her ear and spoke with the hunger of a man possessed. “Come for me Cassandra.”

Cass’ climaxed all over his stiff shaft. The tip was imbedded deep inside her, the juices of her sex coated him. As she felt the heat of her orgasm erupt from her he went back to sucking on the small punctures he’d created.

Alex felt the seeds in his balls boiling and he thrust deeper into her cunt. His first shot filled her pussy and it was soon followed by a second. He felt the third and pulled it from her cunt, this one he let slide over the cheeks of her ass. He pushed himself up against her and whispered once more. “So... was he a good fuck?”

She hissed her answer and he chuckled low. “Wear it. Get dressed babe. I hear the chopper.” He stepped back and watched his wife, the love of his life, bend down, pull her pants up, and cover her cream covered ass with her panties and slacks. Her T-shirt covered her exposed breast after she tucked it inside the innocent looking bra.

Alex repaired his clothes and took her in his arms. “When we get settled. I want you to get rid of the lily-white bra.” His eyes imagined her in the red thong and strapless bra he had seen her wear on the nights she was fucking a player and pumping him for more than information. He’d been watching her for so long, it was fun to see her surprise when she concluded he’d known for a while now she was alive.

He kissed her lips and then released her.

 

[poohlive]

"It was the second day in Panama that I realized I was in love with you," He said, holding her hand, "You see Alex wanted me to keep tabs on you every day. Reports every few hours. That's why I said I was on call, so I could get away every few hours to call..."

A red buzzing sound came through his head, and that word again, protocol. It refused to stand down, and puzzled him even more. There was nothing left to do except tell her everything.

"Alex told me to get close, but he wanted to pull the plug when I finally told him I did love you. Then he told me to abort it. I had to choose between you and the job. That's why I left. The job was more important to me at the time. Not anymore though. I was just a stupid kid.

"And I had to follow you a whole month before Panama. We did meet before, in the shopping center. I was holding a magazine and you bumped into me. You probably didn't recognize me at all, I left quickly. That was the first day we met. It was beautiful."

He tried to laugh as the names of people, organizations that he worked for came bubbling up when he wanted to tell her. Too many names, too many protocols. Everything piling on top of each other.

"Cassandra needed me for several assignments in Orlando. Alex wanted me to keep eyes on Gabrielle after our encounter in Panama. I worked with the Russians, the C.I.A., F.B.I, every agency in America. Also most of Canada, England, Australia for a year. I worked at the Shop, but only as a liason. I became a freelance asassin when I worked for N.S.A. They told me to do it to go undercover, but I did it also just to kill those assignments that came to me which were interesting. There are others here and there, companies that couldn't hire me to work for them officially, so they made dummy corporations to hire me. I knew they were doing it, but I didn't care. Good money, and even better assignments were good.

"I got two different assignments on my desk in one day. This was just before we found out Gabrielle had her tumor. One was to follow you, get close, find out what they could, the other wanted you dead. Terminated on site. I didn't know what I was going to do until I met you. Then I realized I loved you too much. I couldn't kill like that. You meant too much to me. Maybe whoever did it was just trying to test me. I think they tried to test you too, but it doesn't matter. We both passed the test, we passed the same test, now we can love each other."

Reese smiled, kissing her hand in his own, "I think that's all I can think of at the top of my head. I have tons of other information though. That's why no one's ever put a real hit out on me. They know I know too much. I have dirt on everyone. I know everything."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Sophia listened to him tell her everything he said and she squeezed his hand. If Alex and Cass had heard him, she’d be holding the hands of a dead man now. She looked into his eyes and sighed. "Sweetheart... Alex and Cass are both here, they don't need to put a hit on you, they can put a bullet in you right now." she closed her eyes and shook her head with a growing sense of dread. There was so much evil in the world, evil that pulled people apart, pushed them together. Now before her sat a man that could live or die with whatever she chose to keep secret from her family.

Her fingers reached up and smoothed back his hair. Was she in love with this man? This Reese that was confessing all to her? If she felt deep down that she could trust him she knew she would fall deep again, and that was something she refused to let herself do. She wasn’t going to love anyone anymore except Gabi. Gabi had it right. Just fuck everyone before they fucked you.

The sounds of the chopper reached her ears and she stood up. “Let’s go Reese... hon...,” she looked back at him. “I can’t stress to you how important it is that you do not tell anyone else what you’ve told me. Okay... I don’t know when you’ll realize that I’m a liability to you... but I’ll not tell anyone else. I won’t share anything about your life with anyone.”

Sophia held his hand and walked with him to the front doors and awaited the arrival of the chopper.

 

[FurryFury]

Gabi watched Victor wake up. She watched him go straight to that fucking hairy hippie bitch. Her blood ran cold. Sophie was right. Victor was doing that cunt.

She continued to watch in disbelief when Justin came in. It was clear he too was hot for that mangy piece of garbage. What the fuck does she have? Why does she get two guys to love her? Gabrielle thought about that. She thought about Sophie her sister. Her sister had the love of both Reese and Victor. They both seemed pretty damn fickle though.

Bastards thinking with the little head all the time. And people say women are hormonal and therefore unreliable. Right! She'd seen more missions fucked up because of a boner than a period.

Come to think of it Cass had Alex and Mark. Hell! Everyone was lovable but her. What else was new. This is why I only sport fuck. This is why I don't fall for anyone, ever.

Victor walked out of the room without even acknowledging her. She looked around her. She was essentially alone. Mark had left. Everyone was gone except the little hippie whore and some fucking doctor lab rat type who was fawning all over her.

I always did want to be invisible. Hee hee! The best super power in the whole wide world is invisibility!

She waited. Justin left too. Now she could take the little slut out, not that the doc could have stopped her anyway. Smiling Gabi walked over to see the girl. The muscles in her arm twitched. She wanted to ask this slut just how she'd met Victor. It had probably been on a plane. Wasn't it always on planes that people met? Sure it was. She ached to slap the bitch around but she wasn't even conscious. Still it would feel good to let a little of her rage out.

So Victor loves you now? Lucky girl, I'm off the hook, even the perfect princess Sophia is off the hook but you? Gabi chuckled, her hands clenching and unclenching while she thought. You, my dear unwashed hippie slut, are in for some pain now. Loving hurts. Particularly with someone like Victor. You poor lucky girl. Shall I save you the pain?

Her hands reached for that little bitches neck. She felt more than heard Mark come into the room. Smiling she looked up at him and straightened Rain's bedcovers.

"Oh! Hi!" She said. "How are things going?"

"Hey. Could you explain something to me? I know in our line we can not give out all the information but Could you tell me what this is about? Why the guy with Cass glared at me, why you looked at me how you did when you found out Cass and I used to be something to each other? And how the hell you all know each other?" Mark asked.

"Mark, this is about saving the world, again. We should all have little signs you know? Like McDonald's does? Saved the world XXX times!" She chuckled.

"I don't really know any of them. No one knows anyone deep down in this business. What do any of us mean to each other?"

She pushed him against the wall. She pressed her lips to his and kissed him hard. Her tongue went in his mouth. Her body pressed against him. She wondered if he could feel her shaking. If he could, would he know why?

"Think about the plane. Think about that ride you got with me. Are you thinking? Can you feel it?"

She waited for a nonverbal affirmation, her hand going to his crotch, she checked to see if she were having an effect or not. As soon as she got a sign that he was thinking, she continued.

"Now Mark, tell me this, who fucks better, hmm, that bitch you sometimes work for, or me? Spill it! Who do you think screws best? Who makes you harder? Did she make you feel loved or used? Tell me all about it. I really want to know." Gabrielle whispered in his ear. Her hands roamed his body as if she were about to fuck him right there in the surgery.

 

[leopardlover]

Mark smiles at the sight of Gabi and is, as it seems he continuously will be by her, surprised at the sudden pin to the wall, the hard kiss, her tongue sliding over his. He falls into it, kissing back. He feels her tremble in his arms and doesn't know why. ?Is it need? Want? Something to do with the way she looked at him at the revelation of he and Cass? Then it's explained.

She grabs him, starts fondling him roughly and tells him to think about the plane ride. He gets hard very very quickly under her hand. Then her hands are everywhere, her lips at his ear. He understands then he thinksHe can't control his physical responce to her. But he can still think. Still speak so he whispers back, low enough that none but her can hear. His breathing is heavy, voice filled with an emotion that is not just lust.

"You really wanna know huh? You turn me on more than anyone I've ever known. You make me want you every time I see you then. Like over the past little bit when I've gone around, checked things out. I'm drawn to you." He shouldn't be saying anything, and he knows it. But he saw hurt. He doesn't want to hurt her. His hands move as hers do, giving as good as he gets, emphasizing his words. "I don't know why and maybe I never will exactly but...You're feisty. Sexy. Dangerous. Just the way I like it." He pauses, nibbling at her neck a moment before speaking again. "I won't lie. Cass was fun. We were friends with benefits. No more. And yeah, in the end I felt used. She fucked me in more ways then you want to hear about or I want to tell. I might have even felt something for her before that. But afterwards...It was business. I kept her alive, she gave me a steady, really nice paying job where I could still have fun. And no. She doesn't fuck as good as you last I knew. She didn't make me feel the same as you either. Any more questions?" He has a raging erection, hard as humanly possible, the material of his pants tenting tightly against him, pressing quite noticeably into her.

 

[Babette_____]

Cass felt her slacks plaster themselves to her ass and she smiled back at Alex. Her pussy felt used and though she still was hungry for more the quick fuck did help her relieve the tension of having everyone and their sister – in this case – daughter know she’d fucked Mark. She cringed when she realized that Gabriella had probably fucked the man too. She felt bad for her daughter. Mark was clingy and clingy eventually got you killed or your lover. That made her think of Reese and how he was behaving earlier before she and Alex left. She took a deep breath and wondered if maybe it was time to eliminate some players.

The sound of the chopper finally reached her ears, seconds before Alex mentioned it and pulled her in for a hard kiss. “Where to love?” she asked her hand slipping into his. He was back to being the quiet man, the deadly, the big secret fuck of her life. She tossed her head back and waited for him to reply.

He was typical Alex. He took her hand and just led her to the front of the compound. She saw that Sophia was holding Reese’s hand and they too were looking into the sky for the chopper. Her fingers itched to stroke the curls that had escaped her daughters ponytail, but she fought back the urge. “I just want to touch them,” she whispered to her husband. “Just one time... I want to hold them in my arms.”

She leaned into him, his arm wrapped around her, and she stared at her daughter and the man she’d hired to do horrible things to honorable people. She wanted her away from Reese, needed her away from him, in case Reese needed to be removed.

 

[poohlive]

"I know they can't kill me. That's a catch 22. I'm a catch 22. I guess that's the best way to describe me. The funnest time was when I played both sides. Alex wanted me to spy on Cassandra, and Cassandra wanted me to spy right back on Alex. Twice the pay for half the work. I thought it was funny, but I never laughed before. I don't know why I never laughed before... weird."

Reese was glad the chopper came, it would be nice to have some new scenery now. The desert didn't have much to excite anyone, blande and too hot, or too cold during the night. All extreme, no middle ground, no gray to get lost in. Only the harsh blacks and whites.

"It's ok if you know. It doesn't matter. I have files and files of all this stuff. It's just boring technical stuff anyway. It's in my secret place. No one knows about it, except you. A country locker in Memphis. Names, dates, files, everything you need. It's even got your locket you lost in High school. One of my prized posessions. I always told myself if I ever had to kill you, I would take you down there and let you see through all those files first. That way you would know everything, no more secrets between us before I killed you. I thought it would be romantic. It doesn't sound very romantic anymore though."

 

[Rockingham]

He watched her from afar, his eyes moving across her body as she seduced another. There was not much left for surprise when it came to his Soph... when it came to Gabrielle, and he did not even raise an eyebrow here as he watched her.

He had turned into the creepy old man, the voyeur of the relationship, hiding just far enough away from them to be noticed, but close enough to see the expressions on her face. Pure lust, desire, hot and wanted. Maybe even revenge? He could see that as well. Oh, what had gotten his Gabrielle's blood to boil so much?

What could it possibly be?

He had a strange urge to place a phone call. In his mind it came up, like a wanting taste for something that creeps onto your tongue. Clam chowder or a baked potato, it just appears and the appetite suddenly turns.

He needed to make a phone call, yes he did, but later. That would come later. Right now he would stay, and watch her get fucked, all the while biting his lower lip, hoping blood would pour out so he may drink from it.

In their throes he saw her eyes now find his, steady and undeterred. Tom smiled when she saw him, but then put his finger to his lips. Quiet, no need to ruin this moment. He wanted to keep her going, push her down. She would look at him as she fucked this stranger.

"Fuck him," He mouthed the words, no sound coming from him. He was quiet, watching from the background, eyes on his lover.

 

[FurryFury]

"Good Mark. That's good." Gabi coos in his ear. "I like to know things like this. Tell me more." She sees Victor and smiles at him her eyes glittering with malice. They also briefly flash a pain she won't acknowledge. It's the sort of pain that actually hurts deeper than bites, choking or cuts. It's simply not allowed.

He feels what? She wonders? Why should he care? He didn't want her anymore. That was clear. He signaled her to keep going, to fuck Mark. As if it were his decision to make. She was going to anyway. Now with Victor watching she would fuck Mark just that much harder if it were possible.

Her right hand opens up his pants. She takes out his cock then opens her own clothes with her left hand making herself ready. Rubbing against him she makes it clear what she is after.

"Are you strong enough to lift me up? Can you fuck me, standing up, just like this? Did you do your boss this way? Tell me, tell me how it felt to sink your cock into her." She says. Gabrielle scratches his neck. She follows that with a bite.

She clings to him as if her life depends on it. She fucks him like she wants to kill herself on his cock. All the while she murmurs her questions to him for details on how he fucked her mother. Now and then she looks at Victor who never loved her, only her sister. She looks at him and smiles. Mostly she fucks, bites and scratches as they move toward rapture. Her cunt squeezes at him, her nails raking, teeth nipping as they go at it like animals.

 

[leopardlover]

He watches her pull their clothing open, feels her, knows her intent and hisses his pleasure when he is sheathed again by her body. He lifts her at her question, not breaking contact at all.

She is savage and he loves it. In the heat of the moment he does not see their watcher. But he might have actually liked it if he had seen the man. As it is, he does not. He slams her to the wall, using it as support, fucking her hard and fast, growling responses to her questions, and his own comments.

"No. I never fucked her like this. Never fucked in a plane either. She was damnably near timid with me. Barely even used her nails, let alone her teeth. Not like this. Nowhere near like this."

"I never felt so aroused, never felt she wanted this as bad as you seem to. She never put herself into it."

He tells her all she wants to know, keeping out details he has to for reasons of missions, but tells the pertinent things. He realizes something as he fucks her. The intensity is up a notch. There seems to be more than just lust there. There is hurt too. And she keeps looking past him. He doesn't look. Or stop. He continues, letting whoever watches have a show as he speaks to her, bites and licks her neck and ears.

"Is whoever is watching enjoying the show? Are they the reason I see rage and pain in your face?Did I help it? Did the fact that Cass had me before affect it? She and I are over. And like you said. You and I might not see each other again. But I want this. Again and again. Our bodies claiming each other. Giving pain and pleasure til it blends gloriously in climax. The reminders that stay for days in bruises, bloody scratches."

He bites particularly hard, drawing the tiniest bit of blood, using the wall and his arms to support her weight in a way his hands are free to bring his nails into play, his roughened hands, delivering pain and pleasure simultaneously and then alternating.

"You don't have to tell me. After this we don't even have to speak again. But I want to. Up to you."

He nips her ear then kisses her savagely, wanting to pull all her attention to him, to them, to block the other person, the watcher, completely. And he wants an answer, but that can wait. Right now he wants this woman and he is taking her. She is taking him.

 

[FurryFury]

She bites at him, her teeth pulling at his neck. Bits of flesh elongate as they are pulled up unnaturally.

Her nails make furrows in his skin. In her frenzy of pain and confusion she lashes out. She takes back what she can, finding comfort in the one kind of "love" she knows, the sort that has to do with physical sensation only.

There is no love, not really. The books and movies go on and on about it. People are obsessed with it. Some fools even live their lives for it, but it doesn't really exist. You can't count on it, or on anyone to feel it for you, not for long anyway. Few understand this the way Gabrielle does. Her hard knock education in the folly of love, and the misuse of it has taught her this with a rock solid intensity but until she saw Victor again, and her parents she had somehow had hope.

She chuckles and slaps Mark hard. What a fool I am, she thinks.

"Keep talking, tell me more!" She hisses. The pain must be banged out of her or fucked down deep enough to put a lid on it.

Her body pushes at him to fuck harder and faster. She grunts with each thrust. They are slamming into one another as if they want to fuck through the other's skin and come out the other end.

She slaps him again. Her eyes now black with dilated irises that are full of rage.

"You can't see the pain! There is no rage. You can't see it!" She growls. There is no pain. She can't allow it. Her soft warm cunt seizes up around his dick as it plunges into her again. She drags at him each inch of way pulling on him like wet fleshy grappling hooks.

Her heels slap into his ass each time he pulls back from her throbbing pussy. She bites all along his collar bone. The intensity is almost there. She hears the helicopter. Gabi knows time is almost up. Her frenzy grows even more intense. Her near mindless demands reach a new level. She focuses on the cleansing of this pain/pleasure mix she needs.

"Hurt me damn it! Make it push me over!" She whispers to him in a harsh tone. He will do this for her. She has to have it. The thoughts and pain have to be stopped by that which she can control and right fucking now because they have to go!

 

[ZuesTheGod]

The copter could be heard with no problem and he saw the Huey approaching and pulled Cass tighter against him. His eyes were like steel as he watched Reese and Sophia. He’d have to handle Reese later, right now they needed to get the girls away and things settled between them. He had plans and they needed to be carried out quickly. There were a lot of things going on and now that he had his family back he had other lose ends to tie up. He wasn’t here to save the fuckin’ world he was here to own it.

He pulled Cass to his chest and shielded her from the dirt that was now blowing up around them. The concrete helped hold down dirt for so long, but with a copter hovering nothing was safe from being blown away. The propeller never stopped and he pushed Cass toward the copter. He helped his wife in and followed in behind her. He didn't know for sure what was taking the others so long but he had seen the looks pass between Gabi and Mark, he had a good idea. He looked to Cass and said, “They better get their fuck done, because this place blows in less than ten.”

He saw Cass’s eyes widen. He shrugged and said nothing. His hand clicked his watch and the count down began. “Ten minute fucks are good, but five minute ones are the best,” he shouted to his wife, making sure she couldn’t leave to get Gabi, by wrapping his fingers around her wrist and holding her in place. “Stay put Cass. . . I told you. . . my rules now; We play my way. I love you babe, but I’ll snap it if you even think about getting off this copter and going back in there.”

In reality, he'd not kill Gabi, after all she was his daughter, but if they didn't finish their fuck fest, he'd be shooting come boy while he still pumping into his daughter and Tom for just being alive.

 

[leopardlover]

"There is pain! That's life! Deal with it!"

He takes the slaps, slaps back, then continues his touches, hites, his thrusts that slam her again and again into the wall. "You want it? Want me to push you over for you? Then take the pain!" His breath is harsh in his ears, his blood pounding through his veins.

She bucks against him, once again bringing out the beast she seems to thrive on. He knows he helps her now, even though he does not think about it. All that he is thinking about is sensation. His lust is growing hotter and hotter, his need building higher.

So its with a few last, frenzied thrusts that his teeth sink into her flesh, biting deeply, drawing blood and much, much, excrutiating pain, barely missing the arteries in her neck and the other vital bits and pieces.

 

[FurryFury]

Her kisses and bites are her only response. She is now even more fierce than before. Her nails and gyrations combine with her arms, legs and teeth. He pushes her. He gifts her with the pain she needs so desperately. She thrashes down on him twisting, pushing, the pain, the pleasure explodes making her quiver around his cock. She feels her body almost rippling from the twin sensations she craves. Gabi feels him about to come. She thrusts harder at him panting and gasping. Her nails and teeth dig in to help him the way she needed help. Her mind starts to clear from the pain and rage. She opens her eyes and stares into Victor's as she fucks Mark.

As soon as he comes, they have to go. They have to run for the helicopter because she will find out what those fucks formerly known as her dead parents have to say for themselves. She will give them one chance and one chance only. Then, well, that was another bridge to cross. Right now she would finish what she started with Mark, then stinking of pain and sex they would go. Victor could have his show. She hoped he enjoyed it. If he lived long enough she was still going to fuck his ass just like she promised, one way or another. Hell, if he died she might still fuck his ass! Debts must always be paid, always. He owed her.

Her body clutched and pulled, squeezed and tore at Mark. His cock was so hard, so ready she knew he was about to explode. She loved that feeling. It was one of the best feelings in the world. She loved, making someone explode, making them die, making them scream and shake as they pumped life, pain and death into her all at once.

 

[Rockingham]

Tom left after they had cum together. It did not seem to fascinate him as much anymore. As if the magic had died as the screams did on their lips. Nothing remained but to clean up and to say something awkward about love or trust, or a good natured fuck.

To watch, and then slip silently away Tom could afford to miss those sadenning faux paus in society. He reached the others on the helicopter, finding a seat mostly to himself.

"It shouldn't be too long, I think they are getting dressed now."

Tom did not hide his contempt smile as he stared back at the building. What a day this had been, and with any luck, it was not over yet.