Patreon LogoYour support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)

Spy Games (Vas x Maria)

X-Vash00

X-Vash00

Star
Joined
Mar 19, 2012
Zachary Phillips was in the middle of some downtime at a local Vanguard safehouse. He was there legally of course, no crimes brought up against him, bot even a parking ticket tarnished his record. That of course was all thanks to Dex's computer skills but that was officially off the record. Vanguard needed their boys to stay squeaky clean incase any of them were in any sort of trouble, they could pull there file, see nothing on it, think that someone this clean couldn't possibly do anything wrong, and let them go. Such naive law enforcement, if only they knew what Vanguard operatives really do, it would probably make people fear them rather than Vanguards plans for the people to idolize them for their patriotic efforts. The thought of being a patriot made him chuckle, thinking shoring more and Vanguards cause and his current state of affairs made him laugh louder. He was currently 27 years old, so he would have been working with Vanguard for about 5 years now. Vanguard's full name is The Vanguard of true American Patriots. An American Ultra-Nationalists that's primary objections is the re-emergence of American global dominance. They believe that successive civilian governments have betrayed American interests abroad. The solution? Begin a revolution to install "temporary" military rule until global supremecy is restored. They have vast funding from various dummy corporations, small governments, and politicians who see eye-to-eye with Vanguard's cause. Zach himself wasn't as fanatic as others in the orginization were, he really only joined up because they offered him a large sum of money, and a chance to fully utilize the skills he learned in his Military Acedemy training. So that's why he's with Vanguard, the money, that's it.

Though as of now that could change. HQ has given him footage of a group of CIA agents that took down a Vanguard op team in Russia that was trying to set off one of their nuclear subs to try and get some things rolling that would put America on top again. In that footage he saw one of the agents that impressed- no, infatuated- him. She was short yes, but she moved between targets with percision and grace, but most of all, she was drop dead gorgeous. It was disappointing to see her not shoot anyone or snap their necks, she merely dissabled them and moved on. So naïve, eventually she would see that they wouldn't stop unless she killed them. She'll learn soon enough.

He was relaxing in his room, the door was locked and guards were outside incase some idiot tried to break in. Vanguard was way too paranoid with him, or at least that's how they seemed right now. They were trying to act paranoid to get the CIA to come and get their data back. They've copied it and they're done with it now, time to give it back to make them feel better. He was the one assigned to make sure they get it back. So waiting for someone one to come he decided to take a shower. He stepped inside the bathroom and turned the shower on and letting the water warm up. When it was to his liking he disrobed and stepped inside the shower. He let the warm water run over him. He grabbed the shampoo and conditioner and squeezed the liquid into his hand. He rubbed them together and started running it through his shaggy blonde hair. He washed it out and moved onto the body wash. He squeezed the gel into his hands lathering it up. He then took his hands and ran it over his body, tracing the scars and scratches on his skin. Some of the scars were wide and long from knife wounds, others were small and round from bullet holes. He rinsed off and finally turned off the water.

He toweled off and put on some fresh underwear and warm up pants, no shirt. He slung the towel over his neck and shuffled out of the bathroom and to his bedroom door to go to the kitchen for some food.
 
X-Vash00 said:
Zachary Phillips was in the middle of some downtime at a local Vanguard safehouse. He was there legally of course, no crimes brought up against him, bot even a parking ticket tarnished his record. That of course was all thanks to Dex's computer skills but that was officially off the record. Vanguard needed their boys to stay squeaky clean incase any of them were in any sort of trouble, they could pull there file, see nothing on it, think that someone this clean couldn't possibly do anything wrong, and let them go. Such naive law enforcement, if only they knew what Vanguard operatives really do, it would probably make people fear them rather than Vanguards plans for the people to idolize them for their patriotic efforts. The thought of being a patriot made him chuckle, thinking shoring more and Vanguards cause and his current state of affairs made him laugh louder. He was currently 27 years old, so he would have been working with Vanguard for about 5 years now. Vanguard's full name is The Vanguard of true American Patriots. An American Ultra-Nationalists that's primary objections is the re-emergence of American global dominance. They believe that successive civilian governments have betrayed American interests abroad. The solution? Begin a revolution to install "temporary" military rule until global supremecy is restored. They have vast funding from various dummy corporations, small governments, and politicians who see eye-to-eye with Vanguard's cause. Zach himself wasn't as fanatic as others in the orginization were, he really only joined up because they offered him a large sum of money, and a chance to fully utilize the skills he learned in his Military Acedemy training. So that's why he's with Vanguard, the money, that's it.

Though as of now that could change. HQ has given him footage of a group of CIA agents that took down a Vanguard op team in Russia that was trying to set off one of their nuclear subs to try and get some things rolling that would put America on top again. In that footage he saw one of the agents that impressed- no, infatuated- him. She was short yes, but she moved between targets with percision and grace, but most of all, she was drop dead gorgeous. It was disappointing to see her not shoot anyone or snap their necks, she merely dissabled them and moved on. So naïve, eventually she would see that they wouldn't stop unless she killed them. She'll learn soon enough.

He was relaxing in his room, the door was locked and guards were outside incase some idiot tried to break in. Vanguard was way too paranoid with him, or at least that's how they seemed right now. They were trying to act paranoid to get the CIA to come and get their data back. They've copied it and they're done with it now, time to give it back to make them feel better. He was the one assigned to make sure they get it back. So waiting for someone one to come he decided to take a shower. He stepped inside the bathroom and turned the shower on and letting the water warm up. When it was to his liking he disrobed and stepped inside the shower. He let the warm water run over him. He grabbed the shampoo and conditioner and squeezed the liquid into his hand. He rubbed them together and started running it through his shaggy blonde hair. He washed it out and moved onto the body wash. He squeezed the gel into his hands lathering it up. He then took his hands and ran it over his body, tracing the scars and scratches on his skin. Some of the scars were wide and long from knife wounds, others were small and round from bullet holes. He rinsed off and finally turned off the water.

He toweled off and put on some fresh underwear and warm up pants, no shirt. He slung the towel over his neck and shuffled out of the bathroom and to his bedroom door to go to the kitchen for some food.
Click to expand...

Maria Bolton sat on the leather love seat in her deluxe hotel room over looking Venice Beach in California. High above the busy beach, she watched the waves crash onto the sand through the large glass window. It was so relaxing to her especially after high-risk missions. She had just returned back to the United States after a mission in Russia. She worked for the CIA's specialized group of agents that no one knew about. Of course people were aware of CIA agents and how they took care of situations that threatened America, but this specialized group was different. This specialized group, called the Guardians, was only known by CIA and a few other spy organization. The Guardians were an elite group of men and women who the best of the best in combat, shooting, technology, and many other things. To the CIA, they were the last resort option when problems got too out of hand and, sadly, resulted to death.

Maria was the perfect spy for the Guardians. Her parents were both CIA agents and began preparing her to be a spy. By 8 years old, she already had a black belt and was a gymnastic goddess. As she got older, her dad brought her to shooting ranges to practice her weaponry skills. She even naturally smart, graduating Boston University with her masters at 22 years old. Immediately after her graduation, she was shipped off the California to begin training to be a Guardian. Now, at 25 years old, she had been one the CIA's best spies at her young age. In her last mission on Russia, she and a few other spies had stopped Vanguard's crazy idea of nuclear subs that would cause madness between Russia and the USA. She was swift on that mission, not killing anyone, just disarming them and knocking a few out to be taken back to HQ for questioning. Though her job did require killing people, she tried avoiding it at all cost. She was soft hearted women but when it came to life or death, she would unleash her deadly skills.

She was reading over a case report again delivered to her the day of her return to the states. In the report explained that there a flash drive that had important information about CIA's top agents, including the Guardians, that had been stolen by Vanguard's agents. Luckily, the flash drive was in a safe house a block away. She had already scoped it out earlier; two paranoid guards and one man inside, probably one of their agents. It was a simple mission to her. She got up and exited the hotel with only a purse with her Glock 23 and miscellaneous objects. She rather use her small knife that she had tied to her upper thigh underneath her short jean shorts that hugged to her plump ass. She wore a white sheer top that hung loosely to her body, exposing her blue bikini top that barely held in her perky breast. Luckily she was blessed curves that only helped her on missions, such as this. As she walked down the block, she flipped her long, naturally curly dirty blonde hair. Her looks only assisted her in completing her mission.

Maria casually walked up to the two guards guarding the safe house. She smiled, asking if she could get some directions to the local bar. She had a flirty tone, trying to distract them from their duties.
 
Zach quickly turned on his heels on his way back to his room to see a scantily cladded woman outside. She was asking the guards something and he could tell they were deffinetly enjoying ogling at her. Zach found it odd that a woman would walk up to a building with two large and intimidating men standing outside and ask for directions to a bar. Not a chance in hell. He moved to a wall with a window havinv a better look at her face. What he saw made him smile, she was here, the agent he had seen. Oh this was just too good to be true. No doubt she was armed, but she hadn't pulled them on the guards yet so maybe she wasn't here for anything but a booty call, 'You wish,' he scoffed to himself in his head. He knew her, she was one of the scantly clad female CIA operatives (or at leas that was a pattern he was seeing) that they call a "Guardian" and they were all gathered into a little group to defend the country. He hadn't known her real name, and he hadn't looked at the data gathered, so he didn't know what to call her, but several terms of endearment came to mind. "Well well well," he said as he slowly moved from the wall, "This is about to get fun."

Zach left to go gear up, watching security camera feeds as he did. at her, running his eyes up and down her stellar body from the feed, he saw that there was a slight bulge on the inside of her short-shorts; most likely she strapped a knife there. No bruises or major wounds that were still trying to heal. "So, Russia went THAT well." Sure any properly trained soldier could get in and shoot overpaid, xenophobic, mercenaries. It took a skilled one to go in and beat all of them to a pulp, without a scratch. He picked up his bow from its resting position in the armory and placed it across his shoulders, his arms hooking around it to keep it there. He didn't pick up his quiver because it was in his room since he was doing some maintenance on them in his room. Also, the bow would be a handy melee weapon... if it should come to that, but he was in affirmation that she would rather walk out of here with a full clip. He slowly shuffled back to the room, letting her take her time with the guards.
 
She knew that she had these two husky men wrapped around her finger only after a minute of talking. She flipped her long, dirty blonde hair, quickly scanning the surroundings for people. Only one or two joggers with their head phones in. Perfect. As the two men were giving her the directions to the bar, she cut them off. "I've heard of a short cut right down this alley. Do you know of it?" She asked in a cute little voice. Before they even got a single word out, she strutted past them and stop at the entrance of the alley way between the safehouse and a large building. She turned around and beckoned them with her finger and sexy smirk before taking a few steps in and away from the security cameras.

Just like she knew they would, the moronic guards quickly made their way to her. She stood in a darker part of the alley way with a trash can lid in her hands. Before the men could even see her, she slammed on of them men hard on his head, instantly knocking him out. "What the fu-" The other guard started to exclaim but Maria sent a swift kick to his gut, catching him off guard and to his knees. She swiftly moved behind him and put him in a sleeper-hold. The man thrashed around, but surprisingly she held him steady for a minute or two before he was knocked out cold. Knowing they would be taking a nap for at least 45 minutes, she moved quickly.

She acted like a normal as she walked inside the safehouse. "Now...where's that security footage.." She mumbled to herself. She cautiously moved into each room, knowing at least one man must be inside. But before she could meet up with this man, she found the security footage. "Jackpot!" She whispered as she walked up to the computer system. She reached into her purse and grabbed a flash drive and inserted it into the main system. After a few quick clicks of the mouse, a virus from the drive wiped out everything on the computer, leaving no evidence. Thank god for Ally, her best friend and coworker. She was an expert with computers and always made left a virus flash drive in her purse for this type of situation.

Maria then softly padded across the floor without noise into the bedroom. She knew from past missions that Vanguard's spies always left highly protected items in bedrooms. Such a stupid idea, she thought. If they were smart enough, they would switch up their hiding places. She went to work and headed to the dresser, pulling open draws and pushing away the men's clothing. Now she had an idea of who she was dealing with by the sizing of the clothes as she continued her search.
 
Zach continually shuffled around the safehouse until he heard the door open. It didn't stay open long enough for two people to walk in, and no doubt if it were the guards they would be talking about the girl that just asked them for directions. He figured it would be in explicit details, but there was nothing, no voices talking or heavy feet stepping in. The agent was deffinetly in the building. He double backed to his room and saw that the door had not moved a centimeter since he left, she was not there yet. He krept around the house until he heard the clicks of a keyboard. He moved down a hall and peered around the corner to see the security room opened and her typing away on the keyboard. Zach left her to her business and went to wait by his room. Luckily there as a door open next to it so he stowed away in there.

Finally the sound of light footsteps perked his ears up. He opened the door and slid into his room silently. He took his bow off of his shoulders and reached out to tap her on the shoulder, she being to busy riffling through his clothes to notice him. When she would turn around he had his eyebrows raised, "Uh... What are you doing?" He was going to try and pull of the dumb act to see if he could get her to buy it.
 
X-Vash00 said:
Zach continually shuffled around the safehouse until he heard the door open. It didn't stay open long enough for two people to walk in, and no doubt if it were the guards they would be talking about the girl that just asked them for directions. He figured it would be in explicit details, but there was nothing, no voices talking or heavy feet stepping in. The agent was deffinetly in the building. He double backed to his room and saw that the door had not moved a centimeter since he left, she was not there yet. He krept around the house until he heard the clicks of a keyboard. He moved down a hall and peered around the corner to see the security room opened and her typing away on the keyboard. Zach left her to her business and went to wait by his room. Luckily there as a door open next to it so he stowed away in there.

Finally the sound of light footsteps perked his ears up. He opened the door and slid into his room silently. He took his bow off of his shoulders and reached out to tap her on the shoulder, she being to busy riffling through his clothes to notice him. When she would turn around he had his eyebrows raised, "Uh... What are you doing?" He was going to try and pull of the dumb act to see if he could get her to buy it.
Click to expand...

Maria thought about the flash drive that was stolen. From file from the CIA had delivered to her, it said little but that important information about agents. Oh god, that could be me, she thought. She stayed calm in her movements but in her mind she was terrified that her information was on it. If Vanguard were to see that, they would know her inside and out. As she was rummaging around, she looked up for a few seconds. Above the dresser was a mirror. She watch as a unarmed man walked up behind her. She had no proof he was a Vanguard agent, so she acted as if she hadn't seen him. Maybe she could play it off as something else.

Like a true actress, she let out a girly yelp. "AH!" She yelled as she quickly spun around, pressing her back up against the dresser. There was a few feet between her and the mystery man. "Oh geez, you scared the living shit out of me!" She smiled at him. Her eyes quickly scanned over him to see any threats, but all she saw was a lot of bare skin. Oh my, this man was hot. Her eyes widened, not expecting such a handsome man to be standing here in front of her. She noticed all the scars over his body, mostly the bullet shaped ones. She knew then he was a Vanguard man. Great. Maybe I could still play it off...?

"Well, uh, this is really awkward for me to explain." She swallowed then took a deep breath. "Last night I came back to this place with a man, whom I'm guessing is your buddy. Wellll..I stayed the night. I left early this morning but I forgot my, well I'd rather not say. " Her cheeks blushed a deep red. "I texted him earlier and he told me it's in one of his draws and that I could just come on in and get it. I didn't know he had any roommates. I'm sorry I scared you!" She grinned slight at him. She told her story smoothly to the agent. Not even a lie detector would be able to tell it was complete bullshit.
 
True, a lie detector couldn't detect a strictly rehearsed story that allowed for standard responses from the body as if it was telling a truth. Though too bad there were no other occupants in this building other than Zach. He had a devious idea in mind to toy with her. He stepped back and put his hand to his chin in a puzzled way. "Really, You came home with Dave last night? Strange, he told me multiple times that he was gay. Hmmm I wonder what his boyfriend is going to think about this."

He sat down on his bed and put his bow standing up. He rested his chin on it and looked at her. "What's your name beautiful?"
 
Oh, great. She was dealing with a wise guy. She didn't know how he would play out this situation. It did seem like he wanted to humiliate her. How mature she thought, but she wouldn't let that phase her one-night-stand girl act. "Well, I guess I have a talent of making guys play for the other team." She winked at him suggestively to keep up with her flirtatious girl role.

"I'm Maria and thank you!" She grinned, blushing ever so slightly. "How about you, Mystery Man?" She took a step away from the dresser, one of her hands brushing against her ass, feeling her extra knife just in case things took a turn for the worse.
 
Maria? Real name? A possibility, but in this line of work you never can tell. Zach took it at face value and smiled. "Pretty name to fit a pretty lady. I'm Booker, Booker DeWitt." A front he decided to use to see if he could really catch her off guard. He stood up from the bed and stepped closer to her, his height coming in to play here as he stood a few good inches above her. "So.... why don't you tell me why you're really here?" His hand took a liberty and followed where hers was, he could feel the hard edge of the blade that was strapped there. He smirked slightly and stood firm awaiting her answer.
 
She knew it was risky to use her real name, but who would expect it? Not even the best spies would. Even if they researched her name on the Internet, absolutely nothing would show up. She could tell that name was not real. It just sounded fake. As he walked over to her and towered over her, she stood tall. She was used to it. So many other agents tried to intimidate her with their height. Ha. They should be afraid of the short women that they clearly underestimated. She looked up at him, a slight curve to her lips as her green eyes locked on his.

"You know exactly why I am here..." She said quietly trailing off. Her calm, collected expression disappeared once his hand rested on her ass, right above her knife. One thing that really could piss Maria off was when men touched her inappropriately. "Move your hand before I move it for you.." She says in a threatening tone, practically growling out the words. Her slutty girl act had vanished.
 
Zachs face curled into a sly smile, "Awww now we're getting down to brass tasks. Your're quite the buzz kill." His hand gently squeezed the supple flesh in his hand seeing as it brought out what he wanted to hear. "Come on, lighten up princess. When's the last time you had a little fun, huh?" Zach squeezed again, confident in his abilities in CQB that whatever tactics she brought out, he could counter them. Not to mention the size and strength advantages he had, along with his handy bow.

((Sorry for the shortness))
 
God, when was the last time she had some fun? She couldn't even remember. The CIA had been sending her on back-to-back missions for months with few breaks. She could honestly use some fun. It seemed like he was willing and he sure was a handsome guy. One quicky wouldn't hurt....No. No! What was she thinking?! He was probably just trying to seduce her to catch her off guard. She caught herself begin to smile as his strong hand squeezed her plump butt, but quickly stopped herself.

She quickly grabbed his arm behind her back. At the same time, her other hand went behind his neck, getting a tight hold. She sends her knee flying up into his stomach, aiming make him lose his breath so she could make her next move. She moved swiftly as she twisted his arm behind his back in a painful, awkward position as shoved him hard against the dresser. She reached into her back pocket and grabbed her knife, gently pressing his bare back. "I gave you fair warning, Hun." She smirked, leaning up and pressing her lips right behind his ear murmuring, "And maybe different world, I would be up for a little bit of fun with you. "
 
She was fast, he'll giver her that. He tightened up his stomach as he saw her knee move. It struck hard, harder than he expected, and he let out a small grunt and the other tension in his muscles loosened and she was able to get his arm behind his back and he felt a twinge if pain run up his arm and the upper part of his back. The twinge quickly numbs itself as muscle memory took over knowing the feeling of the basic hold she was employing.

He knew the quick out to this but he was going to let her have her win for the moment. Zach chuckled, "Yeah, you did. Though... I am warning you, if you don't use something better, I'm going to have to put you down and show you a good time." He pressed back, the blade slowly digging in to his skin and drawing blood, the small sting of the blade running up his nerve endings. Zach then stomped hard on her foot and used his free arm to use his elbow her in the chest and he turned around to escape the hold and duck low to grab his bow. He slipped the the back end behind her legs and yanked hard to bring her to the floor.

Zach quickly made his move and climbed on top of her. His hand reached on her leg and ran his hand up her leg to her thigh. He did the same as she did and ran his mouth near her ear. "I gave you a fair warning. Now how about you and I forget sides and just enjoy ourselves?"
 
She was confused on why he would lean back into the knife as it penetrated him, a bead of blood trickling down his back. It must of been a diversion because she was too distracted to see his foot going to crush his own. She hissed out in pain as his lot came down, loosening his grip on his arm. She finally lost it as his elbow jabbed her hard in the middle of her chest. She grunted and hunched over slightly as e grabbed his bow and pulled it from beneath her, sending her falling hardtonthe ground with a thud. She winced in pain and closer her eyes as her head hit the floor. As soon as she opened him he was right on top of her. Shit, he was good.

She sighed as his lips hovered over her ear as he talked in his husky voice. Damnit, why did that have to be one of her turn on's? His hot breath against her neck instantly drove her wild with desire. His hand traveling up her thigh right below her shorts didnt help either. Nothing aroused her more then when a man was able to take control of her. Her hands reached up and began tracing designs on his muscular chest, completely forgetting about her mission. Only for a few seconds, though.

" I've got a few more tricks up my sleeves..." She smirked back as she bent her knees and placed her feet on his stomach then kicked hard as her hands pushed him off her and to the side. She quickly climbed on top of him, sitting in his thighs to hold his legs down and pinning his hands in either side of him on the floor. She was left stretched out leaning over him, her face hovering only an inch above his. "I'd rather be in a bed if we were to go at it." She grinned as she let herself tease him. She leaned down and brushes her soft lips against his and holding them there, but not kissing him.
 
Zach's ploy worked, a few drops of blood and she was distracted. Something she would need to get used to seeing if she were to stay alive against the higher laid members of other organizations.

Though the tides were turned on him as he was kicked off of her and she got on top of him doing her own bit of teasing. She was on top of him faster than he had done to her. Maria sat on his thighs while her arms kept his to his side. Her weight was easily managable as he had lifted more than what she weighed. He was about to shake her off, but her soft lips stopped him as hers met his. Zach got into it immediatley and returned her kiss with great fervor.

When oxygen was needed he pulled back and breathed for a bit, "We'll if you let me up I can show you to the bed, then I'll show you a good time."
 
Maria's original plan was to distract him with a kiss to knock him out with the bow off to the side of them, but that idea back fired on him. Her lips locked with his as they began to kiss passionately. Man, it had been so long since she'd had a great kiss. Her body eased up as they held the kiss for a few moments longer till he pulled away, both breathing heavily. She was in slight daze as he made the offer once more.

She pressed her lips together in a tight line as she actually debated it. She had a mission that she planned on completing. She knew it could put the whole CIA at risk if she didn't return the flash drive back from Vanguard. She knew, however that he had to have the drive somewhere in his room. With him preoccupied with her, there was no way he could pass it off to anyone else, so it would be alright to keep her boss waiting for one more day, right?

She sat up and glanced down at his half naked body. He was definitely one of the most attractive men she'd had seen in a while. Along with that, the kiss only made her crave for more. She sighed and released his arms. "I guess I could use a good time...but no sneaky shit. Or else I'll kiss you. Literally." She smirked, lifting up her shorts on her left thigh slightly, exposing her second knife taped to it.
 
Zach eased back on to the floor as he saw that she was clearly dealing with inner turmoil about the situation at hand. He was surprised that this much thought was actually being put into whether or not to take his proposal or not. She was very much loyal to the cause of the CIA.

When she finally agreed a cheeky smile came across Zach's face, it grew bigger as she pulled up her drawers to show the knife he felt up earlier. He chuckled at her threat and raised a brow, "Kinky," he commented. He used his free arm to lift his hnd up and feel up the exposed thigh. "Mmmm firm, I can't wait to get a better feel on what's on the inside... if you know what I mean."
 
She laughed softly and rolled her eyes at him. It was weird for her to expose her knife to a guy who could potentially kill her. Then again, they agreed that it was not that type of situation. His hand running up her well toned thigh was simple a show of lust for her. She unstrapped the knife from her thigh as tossed it off to the side of the bed. She kept it close just in case things turned for the worse. Of course, that's the last thing she wanted now.

"That isn't one if my kinks, but I've got a few others." She winked at him as she stood up and layed back in the middle of the bed. She planted her feet on the bed and bent her knees, spreading her legs. Her shorts at this point only covered up her womanhood. Propping herself up on her elbows, she looks down at him still on the floor. "Come up here and Ill let you feel there anyway you want..." She murmured provocatively to him.
 
Maria finally got off of him and unstrapped her knife from its previous position. "Awww I thought it looked sexy on you. I can't remember the last time I shagged-" a small amount of his British upbringing shinning through, "A woman with a knife strapped to her thigh." He propped himself up on his own elbow as he watched her stretch out on the bed. His carnal need for her increased as he watched the fabric of her shirt and shorts stretch and tighten around her body.

"Hmm I bet you do have some kinks locked up in that pretty little head of yours." He got himself up and he undid the string to his sweatpants and let them fall to the floor. He then got on the bed and slid on top of her. His hardening member pressing against her thin shorts. "So, what's the first kink you want to show me?"
 
She grinned to herself as she heard his British upbringings stick out with his words. So he wasn't American. That could be useful information for the CIA later. It would be also helpful to figure out his real name. Right now, her only focus was on feeding her carnal desires. "Seems like you like your women on the more edgy side." She smirked at him as he dropped his sweat pants. She bit her lip as his body was fully exposed to her. Hot damn! She was loving what she saw.

"I'd rather let you discover my kinks on your own." She smirked as him as she pulled off her top, exposing her hour-glass curves and D-cup breast barely being held back in a bikini top. "An agent never tells her secrets." She smirked as her hands reached down and started to unbutton her shorts. Her body ached for him as she felt his manhood pressed up between her legs getting harder.
 
"Well the life of a secret does tend to get myself in some... 'close quarters' situations. So my tastes do tend to lean toward that type of woman. Luckily you fit the build so kudos to you." He didn't wait any longer and began to kiss on her bare skin as she removed her clothing. He even went as far as to grab her bikini with his teeth and took one large tug to get it off. Immediatley he saw the supple flesh jiggle with force.

He took great pleasure in gripping one of her breasts with his hand and playing with it like it was clay in his hand. Zach then latched on to the other one with his mouth and began to suckle. This was more or less his favorite part of the foreplay.
 
"Do you typically fuck with your enemy agents?" She looked down at him and asked, laughing some. Her eyes popped open wide as she saw him use only teeth to rip off her bikini top in an animalistic way. Clearly he knew exactly what he was doing. She let out a loud sigh of pleasure as she felt his lips sucking and teasing on her nipple, getting it hard. His hand toyed with her other perky mound expertly.

She wasn't going to let him do all the foreplay. As he continued to play with her round tits, her hand moved to his chest. Her fingertips drag down his muscular chest and abs lightly before reaching his package. She wrapped her hand around his thick shaft and began to slowly moving it up and down. She carefully moved her hand in a twisting motion as she jerked off his hard dick.
 
Zach stopped his toying for a moment to look up and say, "Only the cute ones." He then went back to his fun. She even decided to get herself into and took charge in grabbing his member, though he had to admit that the twisting motion was something a little new. It even got his leg to jump a little at the new sensation that it was getting. He finay unlatched for air, "Well you certianly know how to get a man going."

He got up from on top of her and sat back on the bed and waved her over to continue what she was doing .
 
She rolled her eyes as he made his comment. She continued to jerk him off until he moved off at her, sitting down near the top of the bed. "I've learned a few things off on missions." She smirked as she sat up. She crawled her way over to him on the bed on her hands and knees. Her hand wrapped around his shaft and began to jerk him off slowly once again. Her lips kissed up his thighs slowly till she reached right above his shaft. Her tongue trailed up the underside of his hard dick teasingly slow till she reached the tip. She wrapped her soft lips around the tip as she began to suck slow but hard, her emerald eyes staring up him. She stuck up her still covered ass in the air as she began to suck off his cock, her hand still jerking him.
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top Bottom