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Alex Rider: Deep Undercover | zack12 | 11

 

"Sure... Help yourself, B'lail," you say, crawling out of bed and stretching. "I'm going to grab a quick shower before we land." 

B'lail doesn't need  you to repeat yourself, and within seconds his pants are off and he is straddling the young woman's shoulders, moaning as she begins to lick his stiff cock. 

You decide to give them some privacy and make your way to the shower. It is hard for you to remember that you are aboard an airplane, because the shower is nicer than the one you have back home. You lean back, letting the warm water hit you, as you try to take in all that has happened in the past 24 hours. 

You wonder if you have dozed off for a moment, because you hear a voice saying, "Alex, do you copy?"

You look around, scared that someone has discovered your identity, before realizing the voice is coming from the dental implant communicator. It was Davis. 

"Yeah, I copy," whispered Alex, trying to keep his voice down.

"I just wanted to say YOU DOG!!!! That was freakin' awesome! What a stud!"

"What are you talking about, Davis?"

"Your communicator picked up everything, Alex, and it was the next best thing to being there, myself. I made a recording, in case you want to listen to it later on. Sounds like you really made her day!"

"You're listening in on me while I'm having sex?" asked Alex, incredulously. "Not only is that unnecessary and an invasion of my privacy, but it's damn creepy, too."

"Yeah, sorry... We haven't been able to figure out how to let you turn that thing on and off, so we leave it on and monitor everything. Don't worry... I'm the main one listening... It's not like we're putting this out on Facebook or anything."

You're not sure if that is necessarily comforting, knowing that Davis is probably jerking off to the sound of your sexual moans, but you decide there isn't much you can do about it right now.

"Is that all you wanted to tell me, Davis?"

"Yeah... Why, is there anything you need?"

Alex almost punched the wall in frustration. Yes, he needed more information about a lot of things. He said, "Listen, I need more --" but just then he saw B'lail and the girl approaching, so he stopped in mid-sentence.

The couple stood in front of the shower, naked, and glistening with sweat.

"Were you talking, Your Highness?" B'lail asked, looking concerned. "It sounded like you said, 'I need more.' More of what?"

Frantic to come up with an excuse you answer, saying....

 

What do you say?

 
 
 

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