A/N: This is the last story in Part 1 of Reticent Watcher! Well, the last main one. (There are the one-shot prequels, fill-in stories, etc.) Like the rest, graphic smut warning, and there are chapters with some nasty violence as well. Enjoy!


The two had returned to Berlin without any issues. They were picked up at the airport, reporting home that the business meeting went well. It technically wasn't a lie; they were there on business, they met up with some people, and it did-for all intents and purposes-go well.

Now, Sergei and Lili had to tread lightly to make sure they did not inform the mole that they were onto him. They suspected if the condition of the utterly brutalized corpse of the other man had been leaked-Sergei did call in favors to get rid of that one-the man might indeed know what was up, since he probably would have guessed who had been at him. Still, Sergei had not heard anything otherwise. The mole had stepped out of Berlin temporarily, but they suspected he would be back after regrouping.

Lili opened the door to the penthouse as Sergei dropped whatever luggage they had in the corner. She walked over to her perfectly made bed to sit on the edge; she lay back after a few moments.

It's good to be back in luxury, she thought to herself. The place in Stockholm had been nice; but Lili was still a little on the spoiled side.

Sergei walked over to the table, which was made up for her already. He sat, tapping a cigarette out of his pack to light it before checking his phone.

"Lars should be arriving at some point," he said.

Lili nodded. "I can set him up in a place nearby."

He smirked for a moment. He figured that Lars would be quite surprised to see his accommodations, as he had likely never stayed anywhere so nice before.

Lili continued to relax on the large bed, watching Sergei smoke his cigarette. She knew he hadn't actually had one in awhile. He wasn't the heaviest smoker around-he barely even scratched through six or so a day on average. Sometimes he went with just one after dinner. More stressful times would see him with a few extra, however. He was mostly staring out the window, watching it get dark; it was a clear, cold day and the sunset looked rather brilliant from where they were. He would occasionally glance back over to her.

She leaned over to grab a tablet out of the nightstand; she decided to start to check a few of her messages. She thought perhaps a few friends had decided to get in touch with her.

As she looked over her tablet, she heard Sergei get up and move around a bit; perhaps getting a drink. He then came over to lay next to her on the bed...and his hand found her stomach. She looked over to smile at him, putting the tablet away.

Before she could day anything he leaned in to kiss her deeply; his hand moving around to her rear end already. She squirmed a moment before settling in, her own arm sliding under his as they lay on their sides. She smiled.

Okay then...I guess he's interested in something or other.

She knew exactly what that was, and she was not about to stop him. She felt his hands begin to start to remove her shirt. She paused a second to sit up to take a few of her clothes off; mostly just her shirt and bra at the moment as he removed his own. She leaned in, feeling the skin contact again and relaxing against him as she nipped at his neck.

Lili had settled into her new highly sexual lifestyle very nicely. She never thought she would be that sort of person; before Sergei had come along right before her eighteenth birthday-which was now about a year and a half ago-the guys she had dated just never had that edge to them. She wasn't what you would call prudish or against it; she was simply very particular of what she looked for.

Even though Sergei could never be more than an affair that could end at any time, she happily embraced this new life.

He lay back, pulling her down on top of him. He smirked before he flicked his tongue against her lips and then inside; he bit a bit at her lip as her moans grew in intensity. His hands touched her just the way she liked; firm, almost rough...but not trulypainful. Lili, as it was, preferred things fairly intense, and Sergei could deliver. The feeling was mutual-Lili's body was well-cared for, toned and athletic; Sergei liked how he was able to be more intense with her.

"You aren't waiting," she said, breathing heavily. He did get started rather quickly upon their return.

He just shrugged and pulled her back. He had been quite hungry for her lately-even moreso than what was normal. Maybe he felt it was due to everything that had happened-and still may happen. He also knew he would have to go back for awhile at some point in the near future-and perhaps wanted to take advantage of what time they had.

Plus, there was the fact he genuinely felt for her, so it made the pleasure that much better.

He nipped at her lip some more, pulling her back down to him; he enjoyed the skin contact as well. He began to try to work her underwear off; she was wearing a skirt, which made it fairly easy, though she had to reposition a bit.

Lili chuckled-a bit evilly, to be sure. She sort of knew what she was going to do in a bit, but she waited a little. Laying back down on him, she met him again in a deep kiss, his hands now running up and down her nude body. She started to try to pull off his trousers-his only article of clothing left-but sort of got distracted from his hands on her rear end and thighs.

She broke the kiss, nipping his lower lip one last time as she started to crawl up him and position her knees on either side of his head, hovering just above his mouth. She grinned down at him as she rest her head on the padded headboard, feeling his hands move up to massage her thighs for a moment, before going to her waist. His tongue slid out to stroke her from back to front; only the tip slid over he midsection, causing small gasps to escape her throat.

She knew he was going to tease her in this position before he let her sit all the way down on him. She knew he loved this position though-it gave him full access to everything and he was completely surrounded by all of her most intimate areas.

She quite liked it herself, for obvious reasons.

He pulled her closer, slowly licking her around; he always started off slowly to turn her on even more. She positioned so she was fairly well sitting now, one hand holding onto the backboard and the other sliding through his hair as she looked down; he glanced up at her a moment before closing his eyes and beginning to tease her faster.

Sergei had to shift around a little; the moment she positioned over him he almost started to become painfully hard. She knew how much she was able to turn him on with certain actions.

He opened his mouth wider, licking her more and more roughly as she became more aroused; on of his hands went around to her rear to rub and begin to slide around more toward the center to add a bit of extra teasing for a few moments as she gasped. She squealed a bit louder as he began to suck at her clit, nipping ever so lightly at it.

This always tested his self control to it's limits; her movements directly on his face, her loud moans, and being surrounded by her was enough to make him want to begin to use his own hand on himself. He considered it more than once; he could just continue to go down on her until he got hard again-he liked it, he knew she liked it, and it would only extend the session.

He knew she liked to return the favor, though-they could switch positions after this if they wanted.

Lili heard his breathing get heavier as she kept moving her hips rhythmically against him; she was so incredibly wet and turned on right now she was biting her lip, trying desperately not to yell out. He always figured out something new to do, and whatever it was it always felt amazing; right now his tongue was buried quite deeply inside of her as he massaged her thighs. He lifted her up just for a moment to tease her some more; she could feel more of the wetness on her thighs from his face, which was just plain hot to her.

He pulled her down again, continuing where he left off. Both of them lost track of any sort of time; and neither cared. They had nothing this day.

Sergei began to move his tongue faster against her, pressing his mouth closer as he sought to make her come; she felt herself going over the edge and with a low cry let go; continuing to hold on tightly to the headboard, trembling as he drank her in. She finally finished, catching her breath and staying there for a moment as he lifted her slightly, though teased her a bit more.

He looked up at her questioningly; she knew if he was asking if she wanted to stay in that position or not. She smirked down, turning around to let him completely loose from his trousers as she heard him chuckle low. She barely got a chance to begin teasing him with her tongue as he began to lick slowly at her again, her sensitivity increased. He swirled his tongue around her opening, enjoying the taste of her.

After shaking out of it, she began to concentrate on pleasuring him; as difficult as it was she was getting to be pretty good at the mutual pleasure thing. One hand teased him underneath as the other massaged his huge leg; she slowly started to take him deep, sucking first lightly at him, letting her tongue run around it's length. He was a very admirably sized man-at first, their first time took her a bit to get used to during actual sex, but she adjusted rather quickly. She loved his low moans and even small almost growls that came from his throat when she did this. He was usually so good at controlling his emotions that when he expressed himself, she knew how pleased he was.

He arched his back slightly when he felt her take him deeper; she knew how to pleasure him and he loved it. He thrust his hips slightly, though he let her control it mostly. He was quite good at keeping focus on his own activity at the moment, as he brought his hands up to hold her tighter as he dragged his tongue up and down her, going up a little further yet to do a bit of teasing; after he discovered she liked this-she did squeal audibly louder-he would do this from time to time.

He was so turned on at this point that with some more motions down at her end-taking him deep and sucking him harder, her tongue going up and down his shaft as she did so-she could hear his breathing grow heavier and feel him stop concentrating as hard on pleasing her as he threw his head back to allow himself to go over himself. She pulled back to tease the head a bit, flicking her tongue over it and sucking at it, hearing him moan just a bit louder as she took him deep and felt him tense in orgasm. She heard him growl low, holding onto her rear as he came, thrusting his hips a bit as she swallowed. He lay back, panting as she finished him off and let him go, resting her head on his leg.

After a few moments, panting, he nudged closer to slide his tongue back into her folds again, focusing on her clit to bring her over the edge again. He heard her moan out loudly; she was sosensitive at the moment. He knew this and kept teasing her; he wanted her to come even stronger than before.

This wasn't hard to make her do; as he sucked at her clit he finally brought her over, bringing his tongue up to lick furiously at her as she came, coating his tongue with her taste. When he felt her finish, he pushed forward again to clean her off before laying back and letting her roll off of him.

She slowly changed position; when she saw him she giggled rather loudly. He sat up, smoothing down his hair-his face considerably wetter than normal due to the positions he was in. He licked his lips, wiping his face off with his fingers for a moment. He smirked at her.

There was a time I wouldn't have thought this sort of thing was hot. Those times are long, long gone.

She crawled forward to lean next to him; he removed his trousers the rest of the way, as he knew they would soon need a shower. It would likely take him a little while to recover-they could probably have sex later on. Her heavy-lidded eyes let him know she was quite pleasured at the moment.

She had practically gone to sleep under his arm before she snapped back, realizing she wanted a shower. He hadn't budged yet-not even for his cigarette.

I should move before I don't want to.

Lili looked out of her window, sipping a cup of strong coffee. After the flight and everything else, she needed to wake up. She would have to go meet with her household and have a conference meeting with her father online. They had both gotten dressed, just in case someone came to the door.

She looked over at Sergei, relaxing on the couch. He had a cup as well, skipping the vodka for once as he clearly would have preferred going to sleep as well, but he had a lot to do. He would likely have to send in a few reports-he was, technically, fighting the same enemies that he would be fighting at home and he'd have to let them know who was still alive or not. The cigarette hung from his fingers as he sat back, staring out the other window. He glanced back over at her and smiled a moment.

She liked how comfortable he seemed to be getting. He never showed anything resembling this if he was in the vicinity of anyone else, but here he seemed somewhat relaxed-about as relaxed as he could ever be. Lili mused that he always looked ready for something, though.

He suddenly checked his phone; he fiddled with it a moment before looking over at her again. "Lars is on his way here." He chuckled once.

Lili smiled. "Good thing he decided to come now. That was fast."

Sergei nodded. "He's reliable."

"I'll go have more coffee delivered. He seems to be a fan."

"It is popular in the north, yes."

Lili smirked, contacting a servant to prepare a very large pot, along with some food on the side. She very much liked being back where she could be waited on again. She went about to straighten everything up in her room, making it look like they didn't just dive directly onto the bed and engage in oral sex for the past hour.

One of these days, I'm going to forget something, and questions may be asked. I have no idea how I'll respond.

She tried not to think about it too much. Truth of the matter was-she was now nineteen; she knew he father wouldn't disown her. He cared too much. But she really had no idea. She knew he likely wouldn't hire Sergei; he scared him a bit too much. Even though Lili was perfectly happy where they were-she would not want him to be cut off. She might have to go find him herself at that point. She knew Sergei wouldn't be too happy there, either; though she also had a feeling he would try to find her.

She would have been right on that.

Servants arrived, rolling in a large cart-a very fancy version of what one might get room service on-which had on all manner of things. Lili smiled. She had gotten dressed into something casual; she would not be doing anything with the business for a couple of days. Sergei was about as casual as he got.

Sergei got a call soon after as Lili sat with her laptop, catching up on a few things. He nodded, walking downstairs to go get Lars. He had been to Berlin before, but was not familiar with this place.

As he brought him inside, his eyes widened for a moment. He smiled. "I knew you guys were loaded, but..."

Lili laughed. "It's okay. It works for me while I'm on this internship." She stood, walking over. "Take what you want," she said, pointing toward the cart. Sergei excused himself to go to the other room for a few moments.

Lars wandered about for awhile, drinking coffee and checking over everything. He seemed quite amused that she would call this "okay", as for anyone else it would be full-blown luxury. She thought he may just pass out if he saw the manor.

He finally walked back over. Lili had already taken out a lot of money before today; she figured she would deal in cash. She had a feeling the mole was not completely stupid, and she decided using cash to set Lars up would be a lot less noticeable.

Sergei came back in, chuckling at Lars growing wide-eyed as Lili counted out an enormous pile of euros; everything from twenty to five-hundred euro bills. She handed him the huge stack.

"Let me know if you need more. I have you reserved at the finest hotel in the center."

Lars blinked, sliding a cigarette out of his pack and offering one to Sergei, who took it. "Are you sure I need that...fancy...place? I mean isn't that a bit...lavish?"

Lili chuckled. "Exactly. They'll never suspect an ordinary soldier staying there."

Sergei smirked at her as he lit his smoke, going back into the other room. He knew how clever she was.

Lars smiled. "You're right. I was planning on going the other way underground. But, well, since you're offering..." He sat next to her, taking a drag of the cigarette. He couldn't complain; he was originally planning on getting the dingiest place he could find. "I'll start hunting up information after I'm settled, though I suspect Sergei already did a lot of that." He gave her a slightly knowing look, and chuckled. "I don't think you'll have to worry about that mole for much longer-if I know Sergei, he's going to hunt him to the ends of the earth."

Lili blinked. Does he know something? He gave me a look...oh gods. She quickly whipped up a response.

"Of course-you know him and his duty."

"Yes. I also know him and his dedication." Lars smirked. "We've known for a bit of time. Maybe we don't see often. But I can say this much-he has never looked at another human being like that in that time-and I don't think he ever has before, either."

She glanced off to the side, going to fix herself a second cup of coffee. "Please don't tell," was all she could think to say.

"Never."

"Did he..."

"Not a word. You know him, it's all you can do to get words out of him." He laughed. "And he's not that obvious either. He's never done it in public, even the times no one was around. He didn't even do it in private more than a couple of times...but it was all it took." He leaned back. "I think he trusted me, though. I don't think he would have if he didn't."

"When did you figure it out?"

"When we were having the long discussion." He chuckled. "He might like to poke at me a bit..."

Lili blinked; she had no idea Sergei liked to poke at anyonejokingly...except for her, of course.

"...Just a bit," he continued. "But I am quite perceptive. You don't live as long as I have in my situation if you aren't."

She nodded.

He took another drag of the smoke. "I just wanted to say that at this point, I can tell he will not stop until that mole is punished. I would really, really hate to be him as well. He's doing this for more than just his duty."

I know. It always gave her stomach flutters to know this, despite how much they had done. It drove home that it was more than a fling, even if they couldn't actually bemore.

"I know it can't be anymore than what we have," she said. "But I don't think it matters."

Lars smiled again. "It doesn't."

At those words, she felt she noticed a presence moving away from the door.

"Anyway," he said, finishing his coffee and grabbing a sandwich off the fine plate, which he apparently intended to eat on the road. "I'll get going. I'll let you guys know when I know anything, which will be soon. Let me get settled in. I'll find where Sullivan is, since he should be back in the country now."

"Trying to hide among the other workers, probably," she said. Sergei walked out at that moment, nodding to Lars, who returned it with a smirk.

"Take care. Both of you," he said, pulling his long jacket back on and saluted.

When he left, Lili pretended to walk around as if Sergei hadn't heard anything. She sipped at her coffee and made like she was looking about the food tray. She heard him walk up behind her and felt his hand on her cheek for a brief moment.

She leaned back into him as his arm went around her; she looked up as he leaned over to kiss her once. He reached his scarred hand over to touch the side of her face.

As always, neither one had to say anything.