The Assassin

[Anakin20]

The rain had slowed to just a light drizzle, and looking through the scope of his powerful rifle, the man known by one code name - Wolverine - was pleased to see that the target was slightly easier to see.

The man was 1000 yards away, but through the scope, it was like he was 10 feet away. He didn't have a clear shot yet, so the Wolverine was patient. This man was an industrialist, some president of some nameless American company, trying to take over a smaller company here in Bucharest. His mission was to take out the fat, slothful, American, and disappear into the night.

He had his papers ready, the way out was mapped. He should be in Paris by noon tomorrow, back at his little flat off the Champs Elysees, where he would wait for his next job to come in. Ah, Paris in the springtime!

It had been a busy winter. Perhaps it was time to take a small rest to Bali or Ibiza. The daydream was quickly quelled as the Wolverine focused on the mission. There would be time for daydreaming later, on the flight to Paris.

The man moved back into view. Wait a second. He was with a girl. A young woman dressed in garters, heels and a smile.

"So, our friend is smapling the local prostitutes. How wonderful," he sarcastically thought. Should he take him now, or wait until he was done. The 'view' might help him relax a bit.

The American sat down on the oversized chair, and the girl moved in front of him, bend ing over and showing her assets. The Wolverine grinned. They were nice assets. She turned around and slowly unzipped his pants, fishing around inside for his cock, which, if it was hard, was a huge disappointment. Or, it would be, if she wasn't being paid, he was sure.

She lightly licked it, and the Wolverine unconsciously licked his lips. After licking it a few times, she moved closer and straddled his bloated form, lowering herself onto him.

She bounced up and down, becoming animated, looking like she was thoroughly enjoying the ride. He could almost hear the moans through the plate glass and over the 1000 yards. She was really acting it up.

The Wolverine tensed. She had reached into a desk drawer while he was distracted and pulled out something. A gun. A little pistol. She was going to kill him!

He moved quickly, "No one takes my marks down," he thought. He lined up the shot, and while she was slowly bringing the gun around, fired.

His bullet was quicker than her actions. It drilled through the plate glass, leaving a hole and bored its way into his cranium. The exit wound splashed all over the side of the desk and the 'hooker'.

She screamed, more in rage than in fear, and looked right to where he was. She couldn't see him, he knew, but the look in her eyes was fierce. She quickly jumped off him and rolled from view.

"A professional," he thought. "How interesting." Heads would roll for this. The Wolverine quickly packed the gun and headed for the stairs.

OOC: Someone to play the 'hooker', who is a rival assassin, and someone to be the buyer, who contacts the both of us for the same job, hoping to get us to kill each other. This one will be a long time before the two meet and see what happens, so there might be a few 'conquests' along the way to blow off steam.
Anyone in?

 

[mfucker]

OOC: I'm in, been a while since I've came across a refreshing plot, that is if you don't mind.

 

[Anakin20]

You're in....

Go for it!

 

[mfucker]

I was pissed. Very.

That piece of crap was going to be my 100th kill, PLUS he was worth a whopping 10 grand. I wouldn't pay that money for someone like that, but who was I to question. My job was to do him, then collect the money. Except this time someone stole my kill. And literally from under my nose. Getting his stinking blood all over me wasn't much consolation either.

I went into the next room, dumped the pistol and my wig, and whatever else I was wearing. I washed my mouth, wiped my pussy clean. I pulled on my new panties, blue skirt, bra, white blouse, blue jacket. My 'business woman' look. I tied my hair back, and put on my glasses. I stared at the flickering screen on the table. The words 'You failed' flashed across it in a second. I cursed under my breath. I reached for it, wanting to type in something, but deciding against it. They probably knew about the other killer, heck, they probably hired him. I will not take this lying down.

I pulled the plug on my laptop, and in a few seconds put all my equipment into the briefcase of mine. I put my gloves back on, and checking that I had both pistols at the top of either of my stockings, I stormed out of my room, flipping the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the outside. I had paid for my room already, by the time the police comes to check out my room I would be in London then. Romania's a jinx.

 

[mfucker]

I was QueenMab. Corny, but it did suit my MO. No idea when I developed it, but I enjoyed doing it, killing that is. Everyone in my line did. Those who didn't...let's just say they've been retired early. I've retired some of them personally.

I was still cursing under my breath as I waited for a cab. This was taking up too much time. I wasn't sure if I was safe.

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

I casually made it to the Bucharest subway, blending in with my suit and sunglasses. I couldn't wait to get back to the hotel and out of these latex mask pieces. It would feel good to be me again. Whatever me really was.

I smiled lightly. I enjoyed my job, and had no regrets about icing that piece of wriggling filth. I didn't know what he did or anything about him, but I knew his type. Plus, the added bonus was making the mark before the other assassin did.

I wondered who she was...

Once I got back to the hotel and divested myself of my disguise, I logged on to my computer. A bunch of passwords later, I was receiving a transmission. "mission complete, but just barely, You're very lucky, Wolverine."

I cursed the screen silently, then confirmed that the $3 million was safely tucked in my secret account. Swiss, even though it was cliche. They were still the best on the planet for anonymity.

I packed quickly and left for the airport. As I was leaving the hotel, I spotted a young lady getting into a cab...nice ass, and she was a brunette. I quickly jumped in.

"Qu'est-ce qu'il y a?" She shouted. "Ou est tu?" Ah, French women, I loved them!

"Je m'apelle Henri Brisson," I kissed her hand. She smiled demurely.

OOC: For those not fluent in French, I will continue in English and really, learn languages, that's why you aren't super secret spys and assassins!

IC:
<Where are you headed?> I asked.
<Marseilles, then on to Cannes. You are quite bold, you know>
<I know, but I couldn't pass up the chance to add some beauty to my day. I am also headed to Marseilles> Well, now I was, I thought.

She gave me a coy wink. Sounded like a good time in Marseilles was in the cards.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: 3 mil to my 10 grand? hey....

Queen Mab:

A lady in front of me got into the cab, and a man rushed in shortly after. Lucky for him I wasn't that lady; I would have shot him immediately.

Another cab pulled up next to me, and after naming my destination, I sat back against the soft cushion, closing my eyes partly. I needed some rest.

....

Upon reaching the airport, I noticed that the earlier cab had stopped not long before mine. What a coincidence, the two of them were heading for the airport too. Seems like the man is making much progress; they are almost behaving like a couple already.

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

By the time we reached the airport, we were talking like old friends, holding hands and exchanging kisses. I paid the driver and spirited her away into the terminal.
<We have two hours,> I said. <Shall we have a drink?>
<I'd rather drink you," she replied.
We quickly found a restroom that locked and snuck in. This would be quick and lusty.
We kissed passionately for a second while she backed onto the sink, I reached under her skirt and found that she was wearing no panties and already very wet. I loved French women.
I quickly thrust a finger into her clutching depths, and she moaned loudly. She grasped for my cock, stroking it through my pants. I loved the adrenaline rush after a hit, and sex was the best way to burn it off.
I worked a second digit in her, while she practically ripped her blouse open to get at her own nipples. She pulled at them, her wild eyes boring into mine.
I kept thrusting my fingers deeper, and she moaned <cock, give me your cock>
I pulled her off the sink and turned her around, bending her over the sink and lifting her skirt up to expose a gloriously firm ass.
I sank my stiff cock into her in one stroke, her moaning turning to a hissing as I hit bottom. This would be quick.
I thrust hard into her, the adrenaline taking over, our bodies slapping together wetly as I pounded into her.
She convulsed into her first orgasm, her moans turning to yells of delight, as she pulled and pinched her nipples, alomst smacking her head against the mirror as I pounded deep inside her.
I felt it starting, that tingling in my loins. I thrust deeper, pulling almost completely out of her with each stroke, then slamming in deep.
I could feel her start to moan again, possibly in another orgasm. I grabbed her hips to make it harder and faster. She moaned louder, so that I thought the Bucharest police would burst in at any time. She pounded her fist on the sink.
I came, globs and globs of pent up adrenaline, along with waves of ecstasy. I kept thrusting as much as I could to help her orgasm finish. She kept quivering for a few minutes afterwards, mumbling softly.
I shivered with my own release, and felt my cock rapidly deflating. I reach over and cheekily pinched a nipple.
<Very good, my dear, wasn't it?>
She couldn't answer.
We took our time getting dressed again. She toyed with my cock at one point, and I knew the flight would be interesting.

 

[mfucker]

QueenMab:

There was something that drew me to this couple. Their closeness, seemed artificial, yet they did behave like a long-time couple.

The man especially, intrigued me a little, I must admit. I looked at my watch, and realised that I had a little more time than expected. I decided to do a little bit of tailing. Might be interesting...

 

[mfucker]

QueenMab:

I smiled to myself as I saw the both of them exit the restroom. The man, looked pretty normal but the lady was dishevelled and flushed. Tell-tale signs. She was nothing compared to me. I was reminded briefly of my earlier encounter tonight, and how my pussy was actually starting to cream when I shut out the thoughts. I couldn't allow myself to continue.

I decided to board the plane later, last minute decisions meant it was harder to track me. I sat, waiting, my eyes never once leaving the odd couple.

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

I let the delightful young French girl board the plane for Marseilles, saying I had to make a phone call. I felt something, like I was being watched. I wanted to be in Paris anyway, not Marseilles, so I made sure I walked around the terminal once, and made the last boarding call for the flight to Paris.
Once settled in my seat, I looked around, feeling a little better. I tapped the ceramic pistol in my jacket, thankful for it and the two knives, one in each boot.

 

[mfucker]

QueenMab:

"Last call for Flight BA 123...." I heard the announcer repeating herself at least five times.

"Time to go," I muttered to myself.

I lost the couple not long ago; they must have boarded their own flights as well.

I stepped into the corridor of the plane, and cursed myself for the economy seats. Fortunately the ride would not last long.

A middle-aged man was seating next to me, and he was taking the window seat. I charmed him into letting me have it. Piece of cake.

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

I loved first-class, there was no way else to fly. The flight attendant was a young redhead with a fantastic ass, and was obviously intrigued by me. I tried to make small talk, but I was a little tired, I thought a nap might be a nice idea.
"Resting up for something?" she asked in a quaint English accent.
"Resting up for our dinner later," I replied in my flawless Australian accent.
"Our dinner?" came her mock-shocked reply.
"Yes," I said. "The one before our passionate night together."
"I have a flight out of Paris at 10:30, I'm not staying anywhere tonight."
"So, we'll skip dinner."
"Hmmm. You better get your rest then." She winked at me. I was in again. Things were going quite well today.

 

[mfucker]

QueenMab:

Once the plane was in the air, I whipped out my laptop, and started going through items for my next assignment. Almost inevitably, I caught the man sneaking glances in my direction almost every other moment. Men. If it's not the legs it's the tits.

I uncrossed and crossed my legs purposefully. I squirmed a little in my seat, and my skirt started to ride up my thighs. Perfect.

I went through another item or two...got his working address, and his wife's picture fixed in my flawless memory.

The cabin was getting stuffy, and absent-mindedly I unbutton my jacket, and slide it off my shoulders. Now he should get an eyeful.

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

The plane descended towards Orly, and I called the flight attendant over.
"Where are you staying?"
"The Empress Hotel, Air France suite 1, ask for Penelope."
"Perfect, I'll be there in about an hour."
"I'll be waiting," she giggled.

 

[mfucker]

QueenMab:

Now he was not merely sneaking glances, openly staring would be an understatement even. I smile to myself, barely. This was one of the quirks that I really enjoyed.

"Ever read Romeo and Juliet?" I asked. He was stunned for a moment, but soon enough realised I couldn't have been talking to anyone else.

"I'm sorry, no. Why?" He said, a little sheepish.

"Oh nothing, just asking," I replied, turning back to my laptop.

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

I checked into the Empress a short time later, giving me enough time to set up my next target. It was Declan O'Reilly, a supposed member of Sinn Fein. I queried as to why there was another assassin at my last job.
"You're good, but there are other out there with talent that are cheaper," was the reply.
"Yes, but none better." I typed. "Don't forget that I can find you and add you to my list. $4 million is the price."
"Too much, $3 million."
"$3.75 million."
"$3.5 million."
"Done."
"Last known whereabouts?"
"That's the beauty part, Wolverine, he was last seen in Wales four months ago, ha ha!"
I fumed silently, the extra half-mil would have helped my search. This guy was pissing me off.
"Fine. One week to locate, one to finish the mission."
"10 days."
"No, two weeks."
"Done."
I logged off. I needed to shower before Penelope.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: cheap talent...

QueenMab:

A message flashed across my screen again. It wasn't my style to take up more than one assignment at a time. But this message had an interesting attachment.

I breathed in deeply, and sighed. I clicked on the message.

'revenge will be sweet'.

That was all the message was about. The attachment, the files containing the data of some Irish guy, who was apparently last seen in Wales. Half a million.

This would be my biggest pay-check yet. That means I had about 2 days to finish off my business. No sweat.

'Deal'.

I sent a message back.

I wonder what it meant about the revenge thing....

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

OOC: When you're number 1, you charge the most...lol

BIC: I got directions from the front desk to Air France Suite 1. My computer was doing a search of all files related to Sinn Fein, hoping to uncover something recent.
I knocked on the door.
"Come in," a voice giggled.
I walked into the room and saw a big bed, with not one, but TWO young ladies under the covers. I smiled.
Penelope said, "This is Mara, she's heading out to Cardiff tomorrow morning, so I had her join us."
I started taking off my jeans, and they tossed back the covers, both were wearing little baby doll teddies. Penelope's was black, showing off her alabaster skin, the blonde Mara was fairly busting out of her tiny white one.
I walked to the bed, dropping my jeans and drawers as I went. Penelope came to the edge of the bed and started sucking my rapidly hardening cock while lying on her chest.
Mara moved behind her and massaged her wonderful ass as she licked her lips.
I blew her as kiss, and the blonde started undoing Penelope's teddy, licking and sucking her ass while looking up at me. I groaned...

 

[mfucker]

QueenMab:

I close my laptop, and turn to look outside the window. Nothing, but miles and miles of fluffy white cloud. Kinda reminded me of something else. I think the guy sitting next to me would suffice.

Knowing he still had eyes for me, I turned to him, and flashed him one of my sexiest smiles I could muster.

I stood up, and without waiting for him to move aside for me to pass, I stepped over his legs, and straddled him momentarily.

I pretended to lose my footing as I faced him, my heavy chest falling into his face. I hear a moan from him.

Moving away, I see the flushed expression on his face, as I mumble some apologies. Like he didn't enjoy it one bit.

As I start to walk away, I turn back long enough to say, "Come on, we don't have all day."

I could feel his eyes on my swaying hips already as I headed for the lavatory.

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

I watched as Mara reamed Penelope's ass and pussy with her tongue, while the latter's tongue was doing a number on my rigid cock. I pulled out and flopped down on the bed, Penelope immediately jumped on my cock, clowly straddling me and working it into her sopping pussy, Mara straddled my head and parted her lips so that my tongue could attack her tiny clit directly. Penelope was bouncing up and down like she hadn't had a cock in here in weeks, while Mara just quivered and moaned throatily as she held her position above my head, allowing me to nibble at her button.
Penelope suddenly stopped and got off my cock, turning around and setting up like she wanted it in her ass.
I could feel her sphincter close around my cock so tightly as she tried to relax it and allow my cock deeper. I look ed up and Mara was playing with her nipple while holding her pussy open.
I thrust up and was soon buried in Penelope's ass. Mara started coming, shaking like a leaf. Her juices flowed out of her pussy and I greedily drank them up. She rolled off and moaned quietly while she stopped shaking, then moved in front of Penelope and began tonguing the redhead's pussy. Penelope was close and so was I, I could feel it boiling in my nuts.
Penelope started screaming, and I could feel wetness jetting out of her pussy and onto my balls, I lost control and dumped what felt like gallons of cum into her ass.
We stopped for a second, all catching our breath.

 

[mfucker]

QueenMab:

I pulled the seat of the toilet down, and sat on it, crossing my legs. He didn't take long to join me.

Once he got the door closed behind him, my legs start to part slowly, teasingly. As if in a trance, he walks slowly towards me, a bulge becoming more visible with every passing momment.

Pulling him by the buckle, I bring my lips to the front of his pants, kissing him gently.

I pause long enough to take my glasses off, and to let down my hair. By then he had his zipper off, his cock eagerly awaiting its release.

....

"Mmmmm, mmmm," my lips are wrapped tightly around his hard cock, as he leaned back against the sink, enjoying every moment. As he tried to put his hands at the side of my head, I pushed them away. I wanted to be in charge.

I let his cock slide out, and said, "as long as I'm in charge here, I will make it worth your while."

With that, I licked the tip of his cock gently, before sliding its entire length back into the warmth of my mouth...

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

I awoke with a start, noticing the weight of Penelope on top of me. Mara was asleep beside me. I looked at the clock...8:30, just enough time to get these women off to their jobs.
I woke them both, and for good measure, found myself being sucked off by both of them in the shower. I ended up dumping another load of cum into Mara's eager pussy, and sent them off with my pager number, in case we ever decided to get together again.
They were a nice distraction, but I needed to get back to work. Returning to my room, I found that my computer had come up with two matches for my target. He was either in Cardiff or Belfast. I clicked on to the web and purchased a ticket for the Irish capital. Call it a hunch.

 

[mfucker]

QueenMab:

The plane touched down at the London Airport.

I blew kisses to the man sitting next to me before leaving the cabin, my sexy ass that he had just cummed in earlier on swaying in my tight skirt.

After I collected my baggages from the counters, I passed them on to the next counter. I was heading to Belfast...

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

After landing in Belfast, I set up some contacts and checked into an inn. An old friend of mine pointed out an innkeeper who kept an eye on Sinn Fein activity.
After excanging the old school passwords, we got down to business. I offered him 10,000 pounds for information about Declan O'Reilly.
"Faith, ye reallah don' want t' knoo were Declan is, lad,"
"Yes, I do."
"Neh, bu' I'll tell ye anyway. He's visiting an ol' frien' in Cork. Eye'll give ye an address, but ye dinna hear it from me."
So, I was off to Cork.