Chapter 5 - Chapter 5

Another chapter, only a week after the last one!
It looks like things are going to be a little less busy soon, so hopefully I'll be able to keep up my one chapter per week schedule again.

Content: references to violence at the beginning; ff oral fingering anal

After a little while, Miri, her legs still wobbly, struggled to her feet.

"I think we should get my collar on- on Mr. Blaidwick soon, before he wakes up." She looked around. "I guess we don't have to do anything about the Director. He's not getting back up."

Zyria stood next to her. "Good idea. You grab and fix the collar, I'll put the Blaidwicks somewhere out of the way. We can figure out what to do afterwards."

She put them on the big bed in their bedroom, though she had to drag Lee along the ground. This body's digitigrade legs were great for speed and agility, but not so much for carrying heavy weights. She arranged her 'owners' next to each other while Miri fiddled with the collar. Irina was stared at her all the while with an expression of impotent hatred -- Zyria was glad the collar was turned up far enough that she couldn't even speak -- while Lee was still unconscious.

"Done!" Miri said eventually. She slipped the collar around Lee's neck and let his head fall back to the pillow.

Zyria supposed they could have checked for damage from a head injury, but she really didn't care. He wasn't bleeding and skull still looked intact, so with the medical enhancements she was sure he had been able to pay for, there probably wouldn't be any permanent damage.

She realized she was staring when Miri took her hand and led her out of the room.

"Come on," she said. "Let's look this place over and find a way to get out of this."

***

It took them several hours to search the entire apartment. They had started by dumping the Director in a spare room and setting the air conditioning as low as it would go, to buy them some time. Then they had gone over the computer system -- Miri had managed to catch the password months ago, so now that she wouldn't be zapped by her collar as soon as she came near a screen, she was in in a flash -- and made sure that they would set off no alarms in their search. The rest had been a tedious room-by-room search for anything useful.

Finally, after searching the television cabinet, Miri let herself drop onto the couch.

"Well, we've got enough incriminating evidence," she said. The Blaidwicks had trusted in the security of their computer systems. Which was not unreasonable, but the systems had not been designed against someone breaking in from inside their own house, with the passwords and physical access to the hardware.

There had been years of archived communications with Director Kennan, enough to clearly show their involvement. Unfortunately, there had also been communications with other highly-place government and political figures, and hints that the conspiracy went even higher.

"Evidence, yes," Zyria said, sitting down next to her. She'd thrown on a bathrobe, since she really didn't feel like putting on any of the clothes the Blaidwicks had gotten for her. "But I don't know what we can do with it. This conspiracy goes to deep. It's not just the... made to order slavery thing." That had been a bit of a shock by itself. There was little concrete information, but there were probably an handful of other unauthorized duplicates of various Agents out there, as rewards for highly-placed people. "But there's the industrial espionage, money laundering, election manipulation..."

Zyria let her head loll back on the back of the couch. "I don't know what we could do with this information and be sure that it wasn't just made to go away. Along with us. We don't know everyone involved. And even if we just published it, knowledge about the Device would get out, and then the Consensus will find out."

The Consensus, an enigmatic and powerful society of machine intelligences, was the most powerful polity in known space, and it was only their network of long-distance Gates that allowed humanity to reach beyond their own little bubble of starts and to have contact with the other known alien races. Zyria didn't know what they would do if they discovered that the SID had been using technology stolen from them, and she didn't want to find out.

Miri slung an arm over her shoulder. "We'll figure something out. The Director won't be expected back at work tomorrow, and the Blaidwicks are on vacation, so we have at least until tomorrow to think about it."

"I suppose," Zyria sighed.

She leaned against Miri, but the other woman jumped up only a few minutes later.

"Come on," she said, "let's at least get cleaned up a bit. All we can do right now is think, and we can do that just as well in the shower."

Zyria let herself be led to the bathroom. It was hard to stay depressed with Miri there, who never seemed to let circumstances keep her down for long.

They took a long, hot shower, basking in the lack of orders. Afterwards, Zyria helped Miri dye her hair black.

"Pink is the color they picked for me. I'm not opposed to bright colors, but right now I want something different."

Afterwards, with both of them in bathrobes, Zyria thought that Miri looked a lot different, and rather more confident.

***

They ate, they fed their prisoners -- one by one, and with one of them standing by with the remote at the first sign of resistance. Lee, who had regained consciousness, had to have his control of his body three times, mid-curse, before he got the point. Then they arranged them on the bed again and returned to the living room to look over their findings again.

Eventually, it began to get dark.

"I don't see it," Zyria finally admitted.

Miri, who was lying on the thick carpet with a tablet, looked up at her.

"I've been going around in circles too. The best I can think of is to find someone in the Intelligence Oversight Committee, hope they're not in on it, and tell them everything."

Zyria rubbed her eyes. "That's a big gamble. I know we both take those kinds of chances regularly, on the job, but at least then we have backup, and more than two people involved. But we don't know who we can trust!"

"Yes," Miri said. Her voice trailed off and she sat up, slowly. "Actually..." she added, "We do know some people we can trust."

It took Zyria a moment to get her meaning. "Of course! But are our other selves even available right now?"

"You told me you had a mission just after you came here. That should be over by now, so you should be on post-Integration leave, especially since you said the mission before that wasn't very long ago. I don't know about my original, but we can check that easily enough by just going to my house. No-one is looking for us, just yet."

"I do always think better when I can talk to myself," Zyria admitted. "Maybe we can figure out a way out together."

"Good! Then we've at least made a decision." Miri jumped to her feet. "Now come on, it's getting late and I'm getting tired."

Zyria smiled at Miri's optimism and followed her to their room. They'd debated about that, earlier, but neither of them felt like sleeping in the Blaidwicks' room, and this was the only other room with a bed. Zyria had ripped the lock off the door, however. She was taking no chances on getting trapped again.

***

Still, Zyria found it difficult to get any sleep. Her attention was drawn to every sound her sensitive hearing picked up, looking for any sign that the Blaidwicks had managed to escape, and when there were no such sounds her mind kept thinking about how to get out of here.

Eventually, she rolled onto her back with a sigh, eyes staring at the ceiling.

"Can't sleep?" Miri said, softly, from beside her.

"Oh! Sorry!" Zyria exclaimed. "I didn't mean to wake you."

"You didn't. I can't sleep either."

They lay together for a while, neither of them speaking. Some time later, there was a huff from Miri.

"This isn't working," she announced. "Do you... mind if I ask you something personal?"

Zyria shrugged. "Sure," she said.

"After a mission, before the Reintegration, did you ever have sex with your other duplicate?"

Zyria got into a coughing fit as she choked when her surprised intake of breath collided with an urge to laugh. When she calmed down, Miri was looking at her with concern and blushing.

"Never mind!" she said. "That was too personal!"

Zyria waved her off. "No, you just surprised me." Her hand felt around under the covers until she found Miri's hand and squeezed it. "We've been in this together, so I don't mind telling you." A pause to gather her thoughts. "Yes, I did. Most times, even, and usually before the mission, as well. Why do you ask?"

Miri's cheeks got a little redder. "I just wanted to know if I was the only one. I mean, the Chair is sexual enough already, but we never talk about it. The Agents, I mean." Her hand curled around Zyria's and held it tightly. "It's just... Sometimes missions were pretty hard on me -- not that I didn't like my job! -- and... getting together... with someone I trusted, afterwards... It helped center me."

She fell silent, but Zyria could tell she was still thinking, and waited patiently until she continue, "I missed that. All the time I've been here has been like a constant, ongoing mission. I found all the pleasure and comfort I could in it, but I haven't been able to have sex here with anyone because I wanted to since I got here."

Zyria let go of her hand, worked an arm under the other woman's body, and pulled her close.

"Sorry," she said. "I sometimes forget you've been here a lot longer than I have."

Miri molded herself to Zyria's side and put her head on her shoulder.

"It's OK. It's over, now, no matter what else matters."

There was some more silence, and then there was a giggle from Miri. "You know I used to have a bit of a crush on you, when we first met?"

"You did? But we barely even knew each other." With some difficulty, Zyria turned her head until they were face to face.

The blush was still there, but Miri was smiling a little. "It was mostly just your looks," she admitted. "And you always looked so confident."

Zyria looked into Miri's eyes, their pupils wide. Even the small glimmer of light was enough for her to see the other woman quite clearly. She noted the way Miri was breathing deeply.

"Are you coming on to me right now?" she asked, trying hard not to make it sound like an accusation.

Miri's eyes flicked away for a moment, but then she returned Zyria's gaze and breathed in. "Yes, I am," she said, her voice steady. "You interested?"

Zyria's mind raced. She had never really known Miri before this, but they had gotten pretty close just by forced togetherness. Her body was responding to the warm soft body pressed against her, and Miri had been right. It was good to have sex because you chose to.

She inched closer until her muzzle almost touched Miri's nose. "I don't know about later-" she began.

Miri interrupted. "I'm talking about right now. What comes after..."

"...we'll see," Zyria finished. "Then for now, yes, I'm interested."

And without waiting further, she inclined her head. Miri's lips opened at the first touch of Zyria's muzzle and tongue and she let herself fall into the kiss.

It didn't last long. Neither of them was really looking for kissing and cuddling, and only a few moments later Zyria let out a surprised breath into Miri's mouth as Miri's hand skimmed her thigh and her crooked fingers, without buildup, slipped into her pussy. She was starting to get wet already, so they entered her easily, rubbing along her inner walls und thrusting inside until the second knuckle in one go.

There was a sparkle of amusement in Miri's eyes as she broke the kiss, and Zyria replied by darting forward and nipping at the other Agent's lower lip, making her squeak in surprise. Then she fell back to the pillow as the fingers inside her twined together, caressing her folds before being drawn out slowly and sliding back in, hard.

"Ah!" she gasped. Her arm, curled around Miri, trembled, and she felt her claws slide out reflexively as she held on to Miri's arm. "Sorry," she panted as Miri grimaced.

"I don't mind," Miri said huskily, raising her hand to run nimble fingers over Zyria's small breast and flick at her nipple. "Not when it's you."

Zyria felt her pussy contract on Miri's fingers as they brushed against her g-spot and rolled over, ending up on top of Miri, their bodies pressed together. Miri's fingers were still buried inside her, and now one of her own hands snaked out, pressing between their bodies, along Miri's belly until her fingers reached Miri's nether lips. Looking into Miri's eyes, she used two fingers to pull those lips apart and curled a finger. Miri's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly as Zyria's finger slid inside.

She reached up with her other hand and brushed a lock out sweat-dampened hair out of Miri's face, then began moving her finger. Miri swallowed. Then her own fingers began moving again, slightly faster than Zyria's. Zyria increased her tempo, trying to keep up with Miri, who sped up as well.

The next few minutes, the only sounds in the room where the slick wet sounds of the increasingly frantic movement of their hands, moving as fast as they could in this awkward position, and the two women's panting breaths. Zyria let her head fall forward, licking at the nape of Miri's neck, who responded with a giggle, at the lick or perhaps at the tickle of Zyria's fur.

Zyria could feel her pleasure rise, could tell that Miri was getting more and more excited as well from the scent and the sound of her moans. But no matter how hard they both finger-fucked each other, neither of them could seam to reach their peak in this position. At fist, Zyria didn't care, simply enjoying Miri's frantic efforts and the feeling of their bodies pressed together, but eventually she raised her head again.

Miri was panting, her eyes wide and dark in the darkness, but her brow was creased in a little frown.

"T-this won't make me cum," Zyria said before kissing her again.

Miri's fingers kept pumping in and out of her pussy for a few moments before Zyria felt her tense beneath her. Then she suddenly rolled over, pulling both women's fingers from their pussies. Miri pushed herself upright until she sat kneeling over Zyria's stomach, one hand on her chest. She frowned

"This won't work either, I can't see a thing."

Zyria groped around at the headboard, feeling Miri's wetness seeping through the fur on her stomach and desperate to continue. Finally her hand bumped against the light switch and, by touch, she turned it on at minimum brightness. The sudden brightness still made spots appear before her sensitive eyes, but when her vision cleared, she saw Miri smiling down at her, slowly licking her wet fingers clean.

"That's better," she said, removing her fingers with a small pop. "Let's try something different, then."

She shuffled backward, keeping low so that her pussy rubbed along Zyria's leg, leaving a trail of wetness. When she was far enough down, she looked at Zyria with a smile and, without delay, thrust her two fingers back in, curving her hand so that her palm bumped against Zyria's clit. She thrust in and out, hard, a few times.

"Can this make you cum?" she teased?

Zyria nodded with a smile, and Miri set to work. Zyria was already very wet, and soon her fluids were dripping down and squirting out with every thrust of Miri's fingers. Zyria squirmed in place, clawing at the bed covers as Miri sped up, holding her down with one hand on her hip.

"You look great like this," Zyria heard. "You-"

The sentence trailed off in a giggle that turned into laughter, making the rhythm of Miri's fingerfucking falter. Zyria looked up in confusion just as Miri's hand left her hip and darted down. It came back up with a firm grip on the tip of Zyria's tail.

"That tickles!" Miri said, through the last of her giggles.

"I can't help it," Zyria replied, smiling.

Miri's fingers slowed and came to a stop buried in Zyria's pussy to the third knuckle. Zyria whined a little at the loss of stimulation. She almost yelped when they were pulled out.

"Let's tickle you, then."

Zyria looked up into Miri's smirk just as the other Agent brought her hand up, still holding Zyria's tail, and brushed it against her clit. Zyria jumped, but Miri pushed her down again and continued flicking Zyria's clit with the tip of her own tail.

"Oh!' Zyria breathed.

It felt a little strange, almost ticklish, but it also felt good. Little jolts of pleasure raced up her spine with each brush of the silky-soft tail. Soon she was panting.

"You want more?" Miri asked after a while. The words took a few seconds to penetrate the haze of lust filling Zyria's minds, but she nodded.

"Good. But I'll want you to return the favor."

Miri let go of Zyria's tail for a moment. The bed creaked, and then Miri's glistening pussy was hovering over Zyria's face. It descended at the same time that Zyria's tail once again brushed over her pussy lips and clit, and Zyria gratefully opened her mouth and licked a wide swath across Miri's swollen lips.

A moment later she felt fingers enter her again; two of them or possibly three she wasn't sure, but they stretched her pussy deliciously and hit her g-spot just right. she brought her arms to Miri's thighs to hold her in place, her fingers clenching and unclenching unconsciously and digging into the skin while she licked and sucked at the swollen pussy.

Miri kept her tickling of Zyria's clit light while she added another finger to her pussy. It had to be all four fingers inside, now, Zyria thought, lightheaded, as Miri's digits pounded into her, stretching her deliciously and filling the room with squelching sounds as her fluids dripped to the bed. It took all Zyria's concentration to keep licking, pressing her tongue flat against the outside of Miri's folds and flicking the tip over her protruding clit with every lick.

"Love... your tongue," Miri panted as she fucked Zyria with what felt like almost her entire hand. "Rough!" she added.

Zyria could feel herself smile as Miri's juices soaked the fur of her face. This body's tongue was rough. She wasn't sure she would like it on her own clit, but it seemed to be working on Miri. As she kept up licking, her hands having to grip Miri's thighs harder and harder to keep her in place as her legs started to tremble more and more, the thrusts of Miri's fingers lost their rhythm entirely and the flicks she was making with Zyria's own tail became more and more irregular.

A minute later there was a scream from Miri and a gush of her fluids flooded over Zyria's face. The movements at her pussy stopped and, with a final tremble, Miri's legs gave out and she let herself fall, collapsing on to of Zyria as her scream faded into a moan. She lay trembling for a few minutes, her left leg giving a kick each time Zyria gave a mischievous lick at her overstimulated clit.

Finally, she rolled to the side, still panting.

"That-" she said, gasping to catch her breath. "That was great. I really like your tongue..."

Zyria, sprawled next to her, wiped her mouth of Miri's juices and smiled. "I noticed," she said.

"But you haven't cum yet..." Miri's arm flailed without much coordination and fell back to the bed.

"No rush," Zyria said. She was still reveling in the taste and smell of the other woman on her face.

"Mkay," Miri hummed. One of her hands touched Zyria's leg and her fingers began to lazily stroke her fur.

They lay together, neither of them speaking. Zyria simply concentrated on the warm body next to hers and on the glow spreading through her body as she came down from her sexual excitement. After a little while Miri's fingers stopped moving, and Zyria thought she must have fallen asleep. Zyria closed her own eyes and breathed in deep. At least the Blaidwicks had given them a nice, soft bed.

She may have started to doze off a little, because when there was suddenly movement next to her, her eyes jerked open and she blinked in the light. It took a few seconds to see that Miri was kneeling next to her and looking down at her with a smile.

"Ready for your turn?" she asked.

"You don't have to," Zyria yawned.

"I want to," Miri said, her smile turning into a smirk as she lowered her voice. "I want a chance at that cute butt of yours."

Zyria began to sit up, but Miri was faster.

"No, don't get up. You just... lay back and let me do my thing."

Zyria smiled and let herself fall back into the pillows, spreading her arms theatrically.

"Go ahead, Agent," she said.

Miri seemed to have something specific in mind as she took a hold of Zyria's legs and pulled her a little way down the bed. She kneeled between Zyria's legs and looked her up and down slowly.

"I really like this look on you," she said.

"What, the whole cat thing?" Miri nodded, and Zyria went on, "Yeah, so do I. I hope I get more chances to use it, you know, afterwards." She stretched, reveling in and showing off her long legs and athletic build.

Miri didn't reply verbally but ran her hands up Zyria's legs until she reached her hips, then shifted her grip and lifted Zyria's legs until she was lying back on her shoulders, her body almost folded double with her legs pointed back at the headboard. Her butt was pointing straight up as Miri moved in close, settling Zyria's upside-down torso against her chest and leaning her chin on one of her butt cheeks.

"Hey!" Zyria protested halfheartedly.

Miri raised her eyebrows and lightly slapped her hands against Zyria's ass cheeks, kneading them while she looked into Zyria's eyes.

"I like this position," she said. "Objections?"

"N-no," Zyria giggled as Miri lightly kissed her pussy lips. There was a thumb as Zyria's toes hit the headboard.

"Good."

Miri closed her mouth on Zyria's pussy and probed her folds with her tongue, while one of her arms curled around until her thumb could strum Zyria's clit. There was a screech as Zyria instinctively extended the claws on her toes and scratched along the headboard. Her tail lashed in the air but was quickly caught by Miri's other hand and trapped between their bodies.

Miri's thumb moved rapidly while her tongue licked deep in Zyria's folds, quickly raising Zyria's state of excitement until pleasure was tingling through her body again as much as it had been before Miri had cum. There was another unpleasant sound as Zyria's other foot clawed at the headboard before she managed to get them under control enough to hook both feet under the decoration at the top and hold them in place as the muscles in her legs strained and twitch with every flick of Miri's thumb and tongue.

Zyria stared into Miri's eyes, just visible behind her working hand and Zyria's own hips, seeing the mirth in her eyes as Zyria's breathing grew more ragged and turned into moans that grew louder and louder. Miri's thumb became a blur, the stimulation on Zyria's clit almost painful.

Then Miri looked up, the lower half of her face covered in fluids, and winked. A moment later she bent down again, and this time Zyria felt a long lick, from the base of her tail along the cleft of her ass, over her asshole, which twitched in surprise, to her pussy. Zyria's breathing hitched when Miri did it again, and again, covering Zyria's ass in a mix of saliva and her own juices.

The thumb on her clit gave one last flick and disappeared as Miri's mouth covered her pussy again, sucking hard on her clit while the tip of her tongue probed her hole. Then something pressed against Zyria's back door. It took her hazy mind a moment to recognize that it was the pad of Miri's thumb, and then it popped inside. Zyria jumped again, but Miri's other arm held her in place while she sucked at Zyria's pussy and slowly pushed her thumb further into her butthole, first until the knuckle, but then, after a moment while the ring of muscle got used to its presence and relaxed, it slipped in in its entirety, the palm of Miri's hand pressing against Zyria's cheek.

It rested there, lightly stretching Zyria's ass just with its presence while Miri's mouth worked on her pussy. Zyria heard her voice turn into a whine as her legs trembled again, the pleasure rushing through her pushing her further and further toward her orgasm.

Zyria saw Miri's eyebrows raise and thought she felt her lips curve into a smile against her pussy while she continued to tongue-fuck her. The thumb moved in and out in short strokes, twirling around and stretching the muscles of Zyria's nether hole until it was twitching and contracting along with the inner walls of her pussy.

Under the twin assaults, Zyria didn't last long. Her moans turned into shrieks as Miri increased the tempo of her sucking, her licking and the thrusting at Zyria's ass. When she thrust her thumb deep inside and simultaneously sucked hard at her clit, Zyria didn't even have time to warn Miri as her orgasm crashed over her. Her voice rose to what she was later embarrassed to realize was a catlike yowl while her hands clawed at the bedsheets and her legs flecked and twitched.

She almost fell sideways and was held up only be Miri's arm around her waist.

When her muscles stopped twitching a while later, she found that she was on her side, Miri's head between her legs while the other Agent continued lapping lightly at Zyria's swollen, dripping pussy. She pushed at her forehead with a feeble hand and Miri took the hint. She stopped licking and crawled up the bed, ending up with an arm slung over Zyria's body and their foreheads pressed together.

"You're loud," she said.

Zyria scowled at her and then broke into a laugh. "Think Lee and Irina heard us?"

"Probably. I hope so." She smiled viciously. "I hope it reminds them of what they'll never have again."

Zyria found she agreed with the sentiment. She curled an arm under Miri and pulled her close, then kissed her lightly on the nose.

"We're getting out of here tomorrow," she whispered.

With her other hand, she switched the lights off. This time, both of them were asleep in minutes.
