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[Cipher Eight]

Eight was completely entranced by the woman before him. For all of the confidence that he projected, the agent found himself helplessly lost in every graceful movement and fanged smile - flashes of white glinting against the neon lights. Despite all of their success on Ciutric, thoughts of the shared mission were far from his mind, buried beneath the thumping of music all around them.

Eight allowed his fingers to dig a bit firmer into her hips, his own body swaying and moving in rhythm with her own. His bright expression never quite faded whenever her gaze returned to his own. It was clear that he was enjoying himself, all the stresses of their mission seeming to momentarily melt away.

He felt Six graze her fingernails across the back of his neck, unable to help the involuntary groan that he muttered in response to the small gesture. It sent goosebumps across upper torso and brought a warmth to his entire body at once, and it brought the hints of an almost sheepish smile to his lips.

Eight lifted his arm to spin Six, watching the agent as a blur of motion before him. He didn’t miss the unusual and alluring way that her skin shimmered and caught the light, his gaze lingering far longer than was necessary. Her words rang out in his mind, and Eight didn’t offer her an immediate response. Instead, the agent pulled the other woman close - stepping forward to sweep them across the dancefloor. He traveled until they reached the edge of the floor - halting beneath the myriad of flashing lights above.

Instead of lifting his arm to spin her once again, Eight kept a hand pressed against the small of Six’s spine - while his other shifted down to hook the back of her leg. He leaned forth to dip the agent low - hovering above by only a few inches. “I’m sure I can think of a few things,” He said with a grin, the desire burning clear behind his brown eyes - leaving little mystery behind his words.

He held her there for only a few seconds more - basking in the sight of shimmering skin illuminated by a dozen different colored lights. As easily as he held her in the dip, Eight pulled Six back to a stand, spinning her for the last time beneath his arm. Only then did Eight take a step backwards - bringing their dance to and end with the change of music. His gaze briefly flicked off and away from the dancefloor as he moved in that direction, daring the woman before him to follow.

 

[Cipher Six]

It was so very typical of agents to sometimes mix business with pleasure. It was exactly how the Holomovies portrayed them and sometimes she didn’t mind living up to the stereotypes. They risked their lives every waking moment and she knew she would be deployed and off the grid for several months in just a few days. She was going to enjoy herself and set the job at least slightly aside for a moment.

She felt him dip her and she couldn’t help the smile as she gazed up at him. The lights accented his features, and she saw that desire burning in his eyes. It was the perfect contrast to his charming smile that almost looked innocent. She wondered how many women he charmed with that disarming smile and the boy next door demeanor.

She felt his hand against her back even as they were standing again. Six smirked at him, her fingers tracing down the front of his chest. She was in a great mood with their mission success and the night was still young. Six said nothing more, following behind him to leave the bright lights and thundering music behind.

@Altaris

 

[Cipher Eight]

Almost at once, Eight could feel his heart thundering against the confines of his crest - feeling as Six traced her manicured nails across his chest. It only fueled that desires that burned within, and it left him wanting the Firrerreo to continue the rest of the way down his torso.

Flashing her a smile, Eight turned on a heel and promptly made his exit from the bright lights and thundering music - his mind quite frankly venturing off in one direction alone. He had no qualms about forgetting their duties for the day. He had no qualms about making their time count and enjoying himself, before he was sent to serve his Empire lightyears away.

It didn’t take them long to return to the rooms that had been provided by ISB up the stairs - the door opening with a simple swipe of a keycard. The moment they were inside, Eight turned back to face Six - his lips curling into an almost sheepish smile once more. There was no masking the desire burned clearly behind his brown gaze and had continued to build with anticipation - up until the moment they were finally alone.

Stepping towards her, Eight once more allowed his hands to land upon her hips - fingers stretching just below her waist. He carefully read her every gesture and subtle reaction, following the pace she set before allowing his hands to travel lower on her rear. He walked them back into the room a few paces, away from the door and closer to the furniture nearby.

He gazed down with mere inches between them - once more meeting those unusual sapphires. He didn’t hesitate for but a moment before leaning forth to kiss her - lost in the desire to feel the heat of her breath and the taste of her lips against his own.

@Sreeya

 

[Cipher Six]

Six felt a rush as they made it back to his hotel room. She hadn’t allowed herself to have fun on the job in a while, and this was the perfect little escapade before her long, upcoming deployment. She gasped softly as his hands traveled down to her rear and traced where he wouldn’t have dared in public. All of it was highlighted by his almost innocent smile. It was irresistible and it was exactly what hooked her.

Six kept her gaze on his as he leaned in to capture her lips. She tugged him close, almost possessively. Her fingers worked dexterously to unbutton his dress shirt. She tasted the expensive drinks they both shared in his mouth and the heat of his breath. It all drove her wild, and she wanted more of him.

Without warning, she shoved him to topple him onto his back on the bed behind him. Six gave him a fanged smile as she reached back and unzipped her dress. The clothing slipped smoothly down her torso, revealing a lithe frame with an intricate tattoo that ran from where her hip bone protruded down the side of her shapely thigh.

She approached him with eyes of desire, an almost animalistic lust that was the perfect contrast to his sheepish smile. Six climbed over him like a cat, gazing down at him, “Don't worry, darling, I won’t leave bites where you can see them,” She promised with a smirk.

@Altaris

 

[The Storyteller]

Over the following days and weeks, events on Ciutric unfolded exactly as ISB had hoped they would. While Six and Eight were discreetly extracted and reassigned to separate missions, their efforts on the planet bore fruit almost immediately. Both the recordings gathered by Six, and the hard evidence, was turned over to ISB for safe keeping - even if it actual use proved to be entirely unnecessary. Without any recourse, Carr did exactly as was demanded by Six - convincing Norvik to drop out of the race.

Citing a ‘desire to spend more time with his family’, the man made his unceremonious departure from the political scene, leaving members of his own party to rally behind a new candidate. It only paved the way for Emreis to consolidate his supporters and swing voters across the planet, guaranteeing his majority when Election Day finally came.

Across Daplona City, citizens celebrated the election of their new Prime Minister. As expected, Norvik was quick to declare his support for the reformed Empire - with a stated desire to work closely with the regime of Emperor Davik over the course of his term.

While proper annexation wasn’t quite on the table yet, Imperials would have no issue securing lucrative deals with industrial powerhouse - with key access to the impressive shipyards that resided in orbit. It brought the Empire one step closer to reaffirming their influence and control over the region, with neighboring worlds almost guaranteed to take their cues from the most influential and wealthy Ciutric.

@Sreeya