The Spying Game {darkest_fate&Mountain Zaki}

[darkest_fate]

Details regarding organization specifics remain, at this time, relatively unknown. What is known is that they have been abducting various women, particularly those between the ages of 16-21 of a certain appearance, and these women disappear for an extended period of time. Several figures have vanished from sight, most recently at least one high profile UK politician's daughter while doing volunteer work in China. Recent intel places her in the middle of a house of ill repute. Connections have been made to a certain group operation out of Macau.

Two agents are to be initially assigned to look into this case:

Agent Evangeline Holmes, age 19, skilled hacker and technological adept as well as top of her training in disguise and infiltration. Holmes will be assigned to work deep undercover as a new female companion to the group leader. She will work to gain his trust through various means and grow closer. To this end, we have already established cover for her: she is to be stated as a "cousin" of a preexisting gang member.

Agent Nefeli Dokos, age 21, expert assassin and infiltrator. Dokos will be assigned along Holmes, posing as both her bodyguard and working as hired muscle for the gang. She has been granted further immunity for her particular work and will be given as much leeway as possible. Her objective is to support Holmes and gather further information. Toget---

Reviewing the mission briefing in her head wasn't helping Evangeline Holmes relax and center herself as well as it frequently did. The young woman had been goal oriented for as long as she could remember, setting and then exceeding most of her own established goals. Hence her early agent yet full agent status, not to mention the various degrees she had to her name. Naturally the young woman had to sacrifice a few things, but she didn't see much of the appeal in such matters. Her appearance had drawn a few interested partners, but she mostly just regulated it to another weapon. Thus skin as pale as ivory and rich chestnut hair were simply used as another tool, much like her sharp mind. Hints of that mind showed behind the brown eyes, even with the heavy makeup that helped make her appear less... herself.

The dangerously short dress bared quite a bit of skin, which could explain some of Eva's ill-ease. True, she'd grown used to form-fitting clothing and knew how to hide gear on her person even then (at least one of her bracelets and an earring were tricked out), but there was still something in being so ill-equipped while entering an enemy's lair. At least she knew that she didn't quite boast a tell-tale musculature: she was more lithe than lean.

Unlike her partner. Nefeli Dokos moved like a panther alongside her partner, keeping track despite wearing impressive heels that would have hindered Eva's walking. Nefeli did get to wear skintight pants and a long-sleeved shirt, both of which allowed her to carry significantly more gear. This played quite well into her role as bodyguard, and it was supposed to be reassuring to Eva, who knew that her partner had even more experience and training than she.

Additionally, they were in a relatively busy location. Bright lights cut into the dark, illuminating all sorts of sin and debauchery. Eva could hear at least three different languages being shouted. She clung a little more onto the arm of the man she'd been assigned, leaning a head against him, letting her finely tended to hair fall. "So where we headin' again?" she asked, dipping her usual British accent into something far more crass. "Somethin' about some kinda major meeting?"

They were near a building now, getting closer. Eva didn't recognize it from the dossier, but they'd said something about wanting to show her off for a new partner? Or something along those lines. Eva had been drinking at the time, and she was hoping that Nefeli had caught more than her. Still, she could feel all the eyes upon her, and she fought the urge to tug down her dress: it wouldn't be in character, after all. No, she just had to keep going forward, trusting implicitly in the men to lead her.

 

[Mountain Zaki]

The organization that Eva and Nefeli were both on were known as the Philosopher's Circle, as all the higher ups had abandoned their real names and assumed the mantles of famous philosophers throughout history. The man Eva and Nefeli were with now went by the name "Camus". He was a tall man, in his mid to late twenties by the looks of it, with crew cut brown hair and hazel eyes with slightly tanned skin. He was very muscular and fit, as Eva could tell by the arm she clung onto. As they neared the building, he looked at the two girls and gave them a wide grin.

"I hope you ladies are ready for the night of your lives...this place here is called "The Den of Hedonism" you'll see why soon...but first...." He spoke in clearly a fake French accent, trying to emulate the man whose name he had taken for his own. As he finished speaking, he pulled out a bag, its contents clear to the two agents as a powdery white substance.

"Lets get a little kicker before we go in!" He was clearly excited as he poured some of the cocaine out onto a nearby barrel and cut it up into neat little lines. He took his line quickly, like a pro and let out an energized yell before turned to watch the two girls, waiting for them to accept or reject the drug, but the atmosphere was putting pressure on them to accept. After they made their decisions, he turned to the bouncer at the door and flashed a card. He waved them in and opened the beat up and rusted door behind him. As soon as he did, the booming beat of EDM music filled the ears of the three as Camus offer a hand to each of the girls in lead them in.

The entrance hall was full of lush furniture, all seemingly silk or fine leather. The lights were a dim pinkish glow that seemed to tint everything the same color. Some of the patrons were simply fucking one another on the fine furniture without a care in the world. Men slamming their large cocks into quivering pussies, woman rubbing against one another and partaking in each others cunts as well as men sucking one another off...it seemed all of this was opening accepted here in the Den, and they weren't even inside fully yet.

As the doors into the main club opened, the blaring music overwhelmed them as many colored lights flashed around them. There was a large dance floor in the center of the room where people were indulging in one another and in many a drugs. There were elevated platforms where talented women and men were dancing with one another and around poles with much finesse for the enjoyment of the crowd. Camus grinned at the sight and looked at the two girls. "I can take you back to the office first if you want to get business out of the way...or you can go party for awhile too, whichever you prefer!" He managed to yell above the music to see what they wanted to do.

 

[darkest_fate]

The Den of Hedonism? "That sounds like fun!" Eva chirped, adding a giggle and doing a little jiggling jump. In truth, it sounded almost like where they needed to go. She could see a slight twitch in Nefeli's eyebrow: she'd noticed too. Eva maintained her cover a good deal more, giggling and wiggling her bottom, even as she felt the dress threatening to roll up and expose even more flesh.

A bag appeared, and Eva let out a little whoop. "Some nose candy!" she nearly chirped. Inwardly she was cringing: while some of her cover had her taking illicit substances before, that didn't mean she liked it any more. Anything that messed with her mind bothered the young agent. Plus, she hadn't a clue what they'd cut this stuff with. "You know how to treat a bird," Eva cooed before leaning down to snort her own line. The agent reeled back slightly, rocking on her heels and letting out another whoop. She could already feel the stuff swimming, and she could only hope that it wouldn't be cut with anything too major.

"Can't," Nefeli supplied, shaking her head slightly, the tight braid among the half-shaven blonde hair shifting ever so slightly, "not while I'm on duty." Eva pouted at her, but shrugged all the same. What would a moll care if her guard did drugs with her or not? She just giggled and draped herself a little more on Camus, hanging off him like the arm candy she was. Her brown eyes darted some, but the drugs would fuel that.

The boom music already had Eva bobbing slightly even before they entered the room proper. Debauchery sounded from every corner, some of it drawing even Eva's attention. Her eyes widened at some of the more pornographic displays. Lecherous, certainly, but nothing illegal, not in a place like this. Eva shifted again, feeling her own pulse quicken. Hopefully they wouldn't have to do too much.

"Ooo, are we gonna dance?" Eva asked, eyes wide. "I so wanna dance!" she already started to bob and shake, knowing full well that Eva the moll wouldn't be eager to get to the office. "You take me to the best places, Cam!" she insisted, before throwing her arms around her "date" and planting a kiss on his cheek, giggling, she leaned against him. "We're gonna get to party some, right?" Eva "forgot" all about Nefeli, knowing that the other woman could play her part well. Eva was mostly here to distract and get them both in, after all. Plus, the blonde could keep them on track... after a little partying, naturally. Eva's eyes were already drifting toward the dance floor, her body bobbing, every inch the eager young woman.

 

[Mountain Zaki]

Camus was happy to see Eva so into wanting to party. After all, life was absurd and all about having fun, to him at least. The cocaine had been laced with some additional uppers and a bit of an aphrodisiac, so Camus had hopes that he'd be able to fuck her on the floor like many of the other couples were doing around them.

"You know it, baby...I'll take you anywhere you want to go." He chuckled as he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into the dance floor, leaving Nefeli behind as they entered the debauched crowd. They were in the middle of a mass of flesh, sweat and sex. Moans and groans echoed around them as Camus began to press his growing bulge up against his eye-candies firm and tight ass. "Lets dance and have some fun, angel." He gave her a wink as he pressed his lips up against her own, his tongue lashing at her lips and seeking to enter her mouth as his hand gave her ass a hard spank and groped her rear as her breasts molded against his strong chest.

While Camus was having fun with Eva, a figure approached Nefeli from behind. A strong arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a strong, muscular chest. A massive and hung black cock pressed up against her thigh and she could clearly see it if she looked down. "What's a beautiful woman like you doing here by herself...want to have some fun?" the stranger's voice as deep and husky and her ear as he nibbled and sucked on her earlobe.

 

[darkest_fate]

Eva could feel her pulse thudding quicker and quicker: clearly the drugs had a little something laced within them to make them even more potent. She logged the information away, knowing that, at least for now, she had to play the part. Another giggle left her as Camus escorted her onto the floor. The spy could smell the raunch around her: the sex, the bodies. She let it wash over her in a moment, before simply rolling into her part, lacing her arms about Camus. Something pressed against her, and it didn't take a high IQ to realize that he was grinding himself on her. Eva soon found her lips parting, letting his tongue slither into her mouth.

The spy knew how to kiss. Her own tongue moved back, wrapping around it, moving in time and dueling with the invader. Eva could feel his hand groping at her ass, lifting the edge of the skirt a little more. She doubted anyone would care to see the bottoms of her pared ass: pale white flesh reflecting the lights around, split by a deep navy thong that matched the bottom of the dress. She could feel her breasts, covered only by the dress and some pasties, pressing against Camus, and she had little doubt that he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

Still, she didn't want to go too far. Eva pulled back slightly, giggling and tapping her finger to his lips. "We're supposed ta be dancin', right?" she asked, before swaying her hips. She started moving, letting the thudding beat guide her, the pace increasing more and more with each passing moment. Already she could feel sweat starting to bead on her skin, but Eva knew she could handle it.

Meanwhile, Nefeli kept close watch on her partner. Her eyes did slide from time to time, noting the office location and the general layout of the club. It was hardly a surprise, even in the thudding room, when someone approached her from behind. She felt the hand snaking about her, likely to feel the rock hard body underneath the clothing. She also didn't care about the bludgeon he pressed against her. "No thanks," she said casually, not even bothering to look at him or relax. He wasn't worth her attention, after all, not with all the action moving on the dance floor.

 

[Mountain Zaki]

Camus was indeed having a good time with Eva. His tongue spared skillfully with her own while exploring her wet cave. His hands worked her body skillfully, the one on her ass continued to grope at her rear, digging his digits into her flesh and let all around them see her lovely and pale rear. His other hand was sensually stroking her her thigh, slowly moving up to her crotch. When she pulled away and mentioned dancing, he just laughed slightly.

"Dancing here means fucking eventually, baby." Camus spoke hotly into Eva's ear as his hand slithered up her thigh the rest of the way and began to play with her labia through her thong, his fingers stroking her lower lips before seeking out her perky clitoris, rubbing and tugging on her most sensitive nub as his growing bulge ground against Eva's ass to the beat of the music as he began to lose himself in the carnal atmosphere that surrounded them.

The man with Nefeli laughed as he pulled away. "One man not good enough for you then? Maybe you should get in there and have some fun." With a push, she was sudden in the thick of the dance floor now, surrounded by a mass of flesh and debauchery. In front of her were a group of men and woman, indulging in each other and pleasure one another in every way possible. The scent of carnal love making and the sound of sweaty skin slapping against each other as moans filled her ears. A man and woman approached her, the man was tall with flowing blonde hair and the body of a god. The woman was slim and tanned, of Asian decent with raven hair that flowed down to her back.

"Are you hear to have fun with us?" She asked with a smile, her English broken and clearly not her first language as she leaned forward and pressed her lips against Nefeli's, her tongue tenderly rubbing against her lips as the man approached her from the side and began to plant hot kisses up and down her neck, his strong hands moving to grope at her breasts through her dress, her flesh molding against his digits.

 

[darkest_fate]

Those hands were working parts of Eva most definitely set as "off limits" for most people. She could feel his fingers touching her bared rear, reminding her of her own exposed flesh. The gripping made her shift, made her squirm, and it didn't help that his hands were feathering dangerously close to her thighs as well. The agent fought the urge to frown, or to use some sort of martial technique upon the man: that would most definitely give away her position. The words half-groaned into her ear didn't help, even if it made the moll in her let out a little giggle.

"You're so naughty!" she said, before letting out a little yelp. She could feel the hand traveling up her thighs, heading dangerously close to that navy thong. Light touches sent off all sorts of warning signals in the agent, and she again danced slightly away from him, not quite swatting his hands away, but certainly putting some space between the two of them. If he'd hoped to go for more, particularly for anything tender, he'd certainly be out of luck. No, the agent had spun and now faced him, even adding a little wiggle to roll her dress down a little more on her body. "You're gettin' too riled up," she insisted, making sure to speak loud enough to be heard over the thudding music. "We're jus' dancin',' she pulled a little further away, adding a slight shimmy to her movements, falling to her knees for a moment. The motion let her be sensuous, to be sure, but it also let her subtly tug her dress back down to cover as much as the sparse garment would.

Not far away, her blonde partner was already rolling her eyes. The push shouldn't have budged her, and likely wouldn't have had she not all but let it. Soon she found herself awash in the bodies and the flesh around her. Nefeli frowned, already rearranging, working to get back even as a woman approached her. Said woman would only have a few moments, a fleeting touch, before Nefeli pulled back.

This did push her against a man, the large one who she had to admit was at least somewhat attractive. Nefeli could feel him pressing against her neck, and his hands getting close. Her long-sleeved top would provide quite a bit of protection: her position had meant she didn't have to dress in quite the revealing way as her partner. Her role let her act in one of her instincts too: she grabbed the man's fingers and twisted, already working to inflict pain and get herself some room.

"Sorry," she said in a voice that was anything but, "but I'm on the clock," and she'd be out of there soon enough. Hell, Nefeli was more than willing to fight her way out of if they insisted: she wouldn't be the only bodyguard hovering on the edges of the floor, to be certain.

 

[Mountain Zaki]

Camus seemed to be somewhat frustrated with Eva's evasiveness, he had come here to fuck and do drugs after all. "We are all naughty here at the den." He laughed as he pulled away from her and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "I'm thinking we should go ahead and go to the office and get business out of the way, then maybe we can have more fun?" He stated as he offered Eva his arm, ready to get them off the dance floor and into the office to get "business" out of the way. He was sure her "guard" would see them and follow along as well. He helped Eva navigate out of the crowd like an expert and soon the were at the door to the office on the opposite side of the dance floor. He looked out and a smile and waited for Nefeli to join them.

The woman and man frowned as Nefeli refused their advanced. "You're no fun." the woman stuck her tongue out at Nefeli and soon her lips were upon the mans and they were lost in the mass of the carnal desires that was occurring in front of her, leaving Nefeli adrift and alone in the crowd of humanity.