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Natalia smiled from ear to ear as Savage spoke to her. She willingly let Vandal turn his attention away from her and move to Emily. Watching with a smile the entire time.

Emily, on the other hand, visibly became more uncomfortable. Her face became flushed, and she shivered a bit when he moved himself behind her.

"I..." she began, turning back to English. "I... I am on the clock. This is not what I am expected to be engaging in when I'm supposed to be working. You have all the time you like to engage in such things with Miss Ravengraves." she replied.

Emily became still as he spoke. Staring straight ahead, as though she were trying to get herself back into the professional mindset she had been displaying earlier when she was guarding the door. She was still, even as he put his hand on her shoulder.

When he asked her again how she felt, a small shiver ran down her spine again.

”No...” she replied, turning back to French. She didn't want the other woman to understand her at this point. Not that Vandal couldn't tell her later, but... ”Tempting as it may be...I would not feel right about it. I've never indulged a stranger on a whim before, I don't plan on it now. Saying I am on the clock is the only way I know how to honestly and politely decline.” she said, then turned her head to the side to glance back at him. ”I'm sure you would enjoy her company more anyway. Most men do.”

The shiver ran down Emily's spine again as Vandal let his hands sweep over her. "I am sure the only reason I am 'alluring' is because I am much stricter about who I allow temptations." she replied, still in French. She didn't want the other woman to have anything to brag or poke rude remarks at her about. As far as most of the people here were concerned... she didn't know the first thing about 'those' kinds of things. She did however know a great deal about kicking someone into the middle of the street and forcing them to hobble home.

"Again... she would be more worth your time."

Emily looked up to face Vandal when he turned her around. She stared back into his eyes and.... lost a little bit of her nerve under his gaze. She'd never had anyone look at her like that before, and it was rather... unnerving. Physically, she kept the same strict, professional pose. Something in her eyes however, gave a small hint that her guard was down.

She also didn't seem to have anything to say to that.


Natalia just stood in the middle of the room, watching the pair with a wicked little grin curled around her lips.

Emily's eyes widened as she was kissed. Part of her was too surprised to even begin to react, another part of her wanted to spin around and toss the man across the room for pulling a stunt like this... and the other part was... well...

She didn't return the kiss, but her body shivered with pleasure again. Her arms tensed up... much like someone would when they were about to bring their arm back and slug someone. But other than that she didn't physically react to his kiss.

Honestly she never had to deal with something like this before. Not like this anyway. Blackstone had flirted with her in a similar way to this when she was working undercover in his organization. But... he was a flirt and a charmer. Simple as that. THIS was... obviously he wanted in her fishnets. But she couldn't tell if he was being sincere or just talking and twisting everything around to make sure it was hard for her to say no.

Flirting she could handle. This was more intense than she was used to dealing with. Without being able to cripple the other party anyway.

Did she turn him down and try to go stand out at her post? Would he get frustrated that she continued to turn him down? Would she hear about it later? Was he only paying attention to her BECAUSE she was turning him down? Did she.... did she just go with it? Play along with it and make him happy? Natalia would gloat no matter witch way she went with this.

Maybe... maybe that would be an idea. She wasn't able to hear much form the bug she had hidden in the room... she wouldn't be able to really listen to what it had picked up until she had returned home to her equipment. But from what she could pick up... there was some kind of serious business deal going down. Maybe it would be a good idea to try and stay on this man's good side. See what else she could find out.

….gods she'd never done anything THIS far before though. Blackstone was gentleman enough lay on the charm but leave no as a no. Crap. Double crap... she'd been unresponsive a little too long to just up and roll with it now.

And goDAMN this man was a good kisser...

Emily gently pulled back away from the kiss, then turned her head to the side so that she couldn't make direct eye contact. A very shy and... almost embarrassed gesture thanks to the blush that spread across her face. Which is what she was hoping for. Easier to hide double motives if you had the whole 'innocent' thing down pat.

”I....” she began, still in French, then hesitated. ”I'm not like the other women here. I'm not as experienced in this sort of thing...” she said, taking a quick glance towards Natalia. ”And I don't want to be the butt of some joke later...”

Natalia blinked, and then let a large grin sweep over her lips. "Unfortunately... I think I already know how that will result." she said in Zazakh, walking over towards them.

Emily noticed Natalia walking towards them, and turned to the side more so that she could easily see the other woman. A mistake...

"Poor girl...Is zis an uncomfortable situation for you?" Natalia asked, walking up to her. "Let me see if I can help to loosen you up a bit..." Then she stopped right beside Emily, took her chin in one hand, and pulled her face close to hers.

Emily's eyes shot open when she felt the other woman press her lips against hers. Her body tensed up sharply...probably would have turned to stone if it could. It would have only been for a moment though. She stood there in utter shock for a moment, then pulled away from Natalia in a single, gracefully fluid motion. Out of the woman's reach, twisting around and moving herself well out of Vandal's reach as well, and back against the door within one long stride.

She stood with her back to the door, her eyes wide and slightly horrified, and her face a bright scarlet color. Staring at both Vandal and Natalia.

Something behind her buzzed, making her squeak and jump in surprise. Realizing it was her pager...and realizing what a fool she must have looked like now... she mumbled some quick excuse about being called back into the office and slid out of the door.

Natalia began laughing herself. Normally she wasn't one to laugh very vocally, but she never really had someone so loud to laugh with. She smiled, laughing into her hand.

"I thought that's what she might do." she said, moving back to Kazakh now that there was no need to be understood in English. "Poor thing... that was probably far too much for her. I trust you'll get your files when she slides them under the door now." she said, still giggling.