Yes, they both knew what was expected of them. To say demanded would have implied that they felt there was an option to it. Which neither did, you are a child of the great and proud Soviet Union, and as such owe her your life's breath and all that comes with it. National pride, pride in their organization and all it could do to ensure the safety and security of their great nation. They were the tools wielded by Red Room, and they were thankful to serve.
But it was not her country nor her program that Natalia was focused on now. It was a far more real and substantial presence. His strong arms around her, his lips seeming to know precisely how to kiss her and she learned from them in kind. She was lost to the bliss of such physical contact and would have had it go on forever but for the sound they both heard.
Her fingers tightened in their grip on him. Her own body frozen in perfect silence until the noise was identified, cataloged for threat and began to pass on. Only after he spoke again, clarifying as if it was necessary, oh you had trained her well James, did she speak again. "You cannot leave now, but you will need to soon." She knew it was true, and she would have it another way if possible. But he needed his rest, he needed to be safe. If not he could not come back to her.
"But you will be back." This time it was not a question to him, not as before when he left for his mission. This time it was a statement of fact. He would be back because now a line had been crossed and they could not undo it.
Nor did she want to. As if she needed to make that point clear she pulled him hard against her for a kiss that was sparked by passion and a hint of desperation. If he said no, if he refused..if he lost interest... She would do everything in her power to encourage him to come back to her. Strength and passion made powerful weapons, even if they had not yet been on her list of training, she employed them with a natural skill and beguiled him. Seduced him to the degree that her relative innocence would allow.
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But it was not her country nor her program that Natalia was focused on now. It was a far more real and substantial presence. His strong arms around her, his lips seeming to know precisely how to kiss her and she learned from them in kind. She was lost to the bliss of such physical contact and would have had it go on forever but for the sound they both heard.
Her fingers tightened in their grip on him. Her own body frozen in perfect silence until the noise was identified, cataloged for threat and began to pass on. Only after he spoke again, clarifying as if it was necessary, oh you had trained her well James, did she speak again. "You cannot leave now, but you will need to soon." She knew it was true, and she would have it another way if possible. But he needed his rest, he needed to be safe. If not he could not come back to her.
"But you will be back." This time it was not a question to him, not as before when he left for his mission. This time it was a statement of fact. He would be back because now a line had been crossed and they could not undo it.
Nor did she want to. As if she needed to make that point clear she pulled him hard against her for a kiss that was sparked by passion and a hint of desperation. If he said no, if he refused..if he lost interest... She would do everything in her power to encourage him to come back to her. Strength and passion made powerful weapons, even if they had not yet been on her list of training, she employed them with a natural skill and beguiled him. Seduced him to the degree that her relative innocence would allow.
He would come back.