Hello everyone! Surprising even myself, I'm updating this already! I had a long holyday last week and used my college-free time to write this chapter! :D (and study, but let's focus on the fun part here XP)

I'm not sure when next chapter will be up (my next long holyday will be in September T.T) but let's hope it'll be before the end of April. XDXD

Thank you very much to all who reviewed to last chapter! Maester Ta, Razorblade Mistress, ItsLiz, Sailor Pandabear, Wavywavy, Akira0666, ultraviolet read and 5O5AAA for reviewing to last chapter! :D

Warnings: dirty talk and smut (three-way smut, involving some girl-on-girl action). But I don't think it's explicit enough to require a censored version (if you think it is, please let me know that I'll fix it).


"You're both here to relax and enjoy a romantic getaway, huh? Well, there is a Spa in town that will be perfect for you two! They have massages and ofuro baths for couples, among other things. I always go there when I come to town and I can assure you, their service is impeccable. If you wish, I can call there tomorrow morning and tell them to expect you."

"Erik and I would love that Thank you very much, Eva."


Dinner was an astoundingly frustrating experience for Bleach. She and Illumi had to act as a couple who tried but simply couldn't keep their hands off one another when the last thing the woman wanted was to feel the assassin's hands on her skin, giving her delicious gooseflesh and making her think back about all the sinful things they had done to her body already.

The fact that Eva Corsano was watching them with a positively predatory glint in her eyes only made the tension surrounding their table worse.

"Erik." Roxanne chided as she forced herself to give a teasing smirk to the man sitting at her side, making a show of pushing the man's hand from her inner thigh. "Behave yourself. We have company."

"Don't mind me, Roxanne. It's always heart-warming to see such a passionate couple. It reminds me of my own lover." Eva purred, reaching across the table to take one of Roxanne's gloved hands in her own.

Bleach hated wearing gloves; they always made her hands itch. But, while Illumi was able to change his fingerprints, the thief wasn't and she wasn't about to leave them lying around, even if no databank around the world had them stored and associated to her name.

Well, not like any databank has my name stored anyway. Still, better safe than sorry.

Immediately, Illumi's hands laid back over the thief's thigh, giving it a delicious squeeze beneath the table-cloth.

"See, Roxanne?" Erik purred with a large smile. "Eva understands our predicament."

"I do." The art-dealer reassured in a honeyed voice. "But I'd like to understand it even better-"

Roxanne's eyes widened when she felt a bare foot slid up her calf and turned her eyes to her partner, to find he too had been startled by something – most likely Eva's other foot caressing his leg.

"-We've been having a wonderful time together and I was wondering if you two would like to leave this place with me. I'm heading out to a sort of "romantic rendezvous", where my lover is awaiting for me. And we'd love to have your company for the night. Maybe, if you wish it so, even a couple of days."

"That is… quite the offer." Erik began, giving Eva a hesitant smile. "I'd be lying if I said I'm not curious about it, but I won't go if it's something that displeases Roxanne. We came here to spend some quality with each other before we start the tiring wedding preparations and I'm not sure how this… scenario will affect our own romantic getaway."

"It's alright, Erik." Roxanne purred, laying a gentle hand on the back of the man's neck. "I'd be lying if I said it hadn't crossed my mind; I'm kind of curious as well. Not to mention that… well, I was planning on inviting a friend of mine to join us on the last day of our trip. I wanted to present you with a ménage-a-trois-"

"Lovely, you shouldn't-"

"-I wanted to. We've been solely with each other for a long time now and I don't want you to have any regrets-"

"Roxanne. Listen to me." Erik interrupted once again, staring into the woman's false blue eyes with an intensity that made Eva's knees tremble with excitement. "I could never regret you."

"And I could never regret you." The woman responded, smiling lovingly. "But I thought it would be nice for us to add a third party to this before the wedding, just to be sure we're really set about it. And I think this opportunity will be perfect for us to do just that. And I'm sure Eva won't push us into anything we're not comfortable with." Roxanne turned a soft smile in Eva's direction. "Right?"

"Absolutely." The brunette confirmed, smiling widely. "If comes a point any of you say enough, we'll stop right away. There are plenty of rooms in the place after all. You'll have plenty of space to yourselves, if you wish."

Erik and Roxanne exchanged a long glance as Illumi and Bleach gave themselves a mental slap in the back at their most recent success with the art-dealer. Now, all they had to do was sit back and wait for Eva to take them to the target. Then, Bleach would find a way to keep the woman separated from her lover, while Illumi took care of him.

A job without collateral damage. Illumi mused as the waiter settled their food on the table. Don't remember when was the last time I had one of those.


Dinner went by rather quickly for the trio. They all were rather anxious to go home and have dessert after all – or at least, they all pretended to be.

"I hope you don't mind our blackout windows." Eva Corsano began once they entered the backseat of her limo. "My lover doesn't like to reveal to our guests the exact locations of our rendezvous, so all of our cars are like that."

"No worries." Roxanne reassured with a soft smile, scooting closer to Erik's right so she could lay a hand high on his thigh. "If we can't see the outside, people there can't see us either, right?"

Eva's smile became positively lustful as she watched Roxanne's hand slowly move up and down on her lover's thigh, always threatening to reach the sweetest part of his anatomy, but never quite making it. Not one to remain a passive observer, the art-dealer moved so she was sitting at the redhead's free side with her body touching hers as much as possible.

"That is correct." The brunette purred in Roxanne's ear, laying her hand over hers on Erik's leg and pushing it up, all the way to the man's crotch, while her blood-coloured lips planted a languid kiss behind the redhead's ear. "We have absolute privacy in here."

Illumi watched with interest how, despite knowing for a certainty how bothersome such uncalled closeness would be to Bleach, she barely tensed at the contact. The only signs of discomfort were the slight strain in her smile and the annoyed glint in her expressive eyes, both very subtle to be noticed by anyone who didn't make an habit of watching the woman as closely as he did.

She truly is a great actress.

"You've been with a woman before, haven't you?" Eva asked of the redhead with a sly smile.

"I've had some experiences, yes." Bleach answered easily, forcing herself to return the smile. "But only in threesomes."

"Always prompted by a man then?" Eva continued, pulling Roxanne's face towards her. "Never wanted to try it for yourself?"

"Not really." Bleach admitted, watching with attentive eyes as the brunette woman pulled her hands away from Illumi and towards herself.

"Well, let's see if I can change that."

Before the thief cold say anything, Eva had thrown one of her legs over her lap, straddling her as her red lips descended on her neck, planting languorous kisses on her skin while her hands started to roam her body in a way that made Bleach want to shove the woman to the floor of the limo.

It was kind of weird actually. Back in the day, Bleach was always relieved when her clients hired other prostitutes to join them. It meant the man was more interesting in watching some girl-on-girl action instead of actually participating and, while not exactly a turn-on for her, Bleach could appreciate the gentle handling she was given during those occasions.

But this felt extremely different because Eva fit much better the role of a client than that of a companion. Despite her promises of never again putting herself to sale, Bleach was bound – by contract – to do so; she had to do whatever she could to complete Undeniable Missions such as this, even if it involved having someoneshe didn't want touching her. All she could do was to clench her jaw, glare up at the ceiling and just hope it all would be over soon. Man or woman, violent or gentle… it didn't matter who or how her clients were, they all made her feel like shit during and afterwards.

"I'm feeling a bit left out here."

Erik's voice startled Bleach out of her anger-filled stupor, as did the masculine hand that sneaked in-between both women and closed around Bleach's waist, pulling her from underneath Eva and closer to himself. Bleach's eyes were immediately drawn to Illumi's and she couldn't help but gasp when those black orbs erased whatever remainder of Eva's figure from her sight and mind at the same time they reassured her that he was not allowing the art-dealer to do with her as she pleased. Only he could torment the thief like that.

Not to mention that it was his job; he was there to deal with the situation too, obliged by contract to do so.

"How very… interesting." Eva breathed out, watching how the man pulled the redhead across his lap with a gentle but possessive motion. "Men usually have no qualms in sharing their lady with another woman."

"It's not as if I'm opposed to watch two beautiful women please each other…" Illumi began with a soft smile, even though he pulled Bleach's body closer to his own. "But it's hard for me to keep my hands off her. And I don't like all that much not being the focus of my lovely's attention. I like those bright eyes of her staring at me while I pleasure her to the best of my abilities."

Desire ran down Bleach's spine as an electric current and before she knew it, her face was already buried in the crook of Illumi's neck so she could suckle on the man's earlobe before pulling back to smirk cockily at him.

"Don't act like you don't enjoy watching as I pleasure you as well. Hmm… The look in your eyes when I put your cock in my mouth. I get wet only thinking about it."

Truth be told, Illumi was getting hard at thinking about it too and, at that moment, he'd quite enjoy a repeat performance for him to watch. If only they were alone in that car.

"That is something I'd like to see indeed." Eva purred, taking advantage of her now direct access to both Erik and Roxanne's forms to lay her hands on each of their thighs. "Roxanne, dear, why don't you scoot over to Erik's other side. He's been such a good boy... I think we could give him a treat, don't you?"

Bleach and Illumi exchanged fake, sly smirks before Roxanne slid off Erik's lap so she was kneeling by his left, held stable on the limousine's seat by the assassin's left arm around her hips. Eva wasted no time in dropping to her knees on the floor of the limousine, between the man's legs.

"You sure we have enough time for this, Eva?" Erik asked in a husky voice.

"Well, aren't we confident?" Eva asked teasingly as she started to undo the buttons of the man's ´dress pants. "Two beautiful women ready to pleasure you at the same time and you're worried about not having enough time to finish?"

"Don't underestimate him, Eva." Roxanne purred as she loosened Erik's tie and undid the first buttons of his shirt. "Erik does have a lot of stamina."

"I need to keep up with you, lovely." Illumi responded with a smirk, raising his right hand so he could gently hold her chin in place as his gaze bore down on hers. "And believe me when I say this: the effort always pays off."

Bleach immediately buried her face on the man's neck once again, this time to hide from him the blush on her cheeks. A blush that only grew darker when she felt Illumi plant a languid kiss on her temple as his right hand – the one who wasn't keeping her in place – settled itself atop Eva's head, gently taking hold of a handful of her rich brown hair as the brunette finally released him from his pants.

"Her hair doesn't feel nearly as good as yours." Illumi whispered in Bleach's ear lowly so only she could hear it. "And I'm sure her mouth won't either."

As Eva started to work on Erik, Illumi pulled Bleach tighter to himself, causing her to gasp and pull her face slightly away from the crook of his neck so she could fix her gaze on his as her hands started to run up and down his chest and shoulders, firmly massaging his strong muscles.

"As I thought-" Illumi began in a whisper, raising his hand from her hip to the back of her head so he could pull her face closer to his, until their lips were but a breath away. "-not nearly as good as you."

Bleach blushed and smirked at the same time.

"Good."

Bleach then started to kiss, lick and nip at the exposed skin of the man's neck and clavicle, but frequently pausing to fix her bright eyes on Illumi's dark ones.

When he reached with a hand beneath her dress and panties and worked her into a frenzy, she was staring at him. And when Eva – finally – managed to push him over the edge, he was staring at her.

And when both turned their attentions to please their hostess – meaning that Illumi did most of the job while Bleach participated from the side-lines – they were staring at each other.


"If you don't mind me asking-" Roxanne began once all of them were properly dressed and rested from the activities of not five minutes ago. "-why have the trouble of approaching and pampering us like you did to take us home with you? If you're into swing and all, wouldn't it be easier to go to places specialized in this kind of stuff instead of plucking us out of a mass of people in an art event?"

"Well, me and my lover have quite high standards so we prefer to choose our partner in more upscale events, such as the gala from yesterday." Eva began, laying her head on Roxanne's shoulder. "And I like the thrill of the chase, of winning couples over and seducing them into experimenting something new. Also…"

"…Also?" Bleach insisted, shooting an annoyed glare when Illumi gave her a firm and reproachful bite on the earlobe.

"Also I prefer people like you, who are so passionate about each other. In swingers club, many couples can't wait to switch their partners; their passion long gone. Like my lover and me." The art-dealer confessed with a sad smile curling in her now blotched lips. "We were once like you, you know? So into each other we could barely orgasm without the other around, but now… Now I'm lucky if she can reach her climax at all when I'm in the room."

Bleach and Illumi exchanged a curious and slightly surprised glance from over Eva's shoulder at hearing the pronoun she. However, before either could deepen the subject, the car had pulled over and the backseat's speakers were activated.

"Miss Corsano, we've arrived." The driver announced. "Would it be alright for me to go and open the door for you, or would you like some more time with your guests?"

Eva sat up and reached to press a button on the car's ceiling.

"You can come and open the door for us, Nill. Thank you."

Eva's "romantic rendezvous" was actually a three-store mansion on the outskirts of the city. It was enormous, beautiful, expensive and, most importantly, completely empty if not for the trio who had just arrived and Eva's partner dwelling upstairs, waiting for them to summon her. The couple's security measures were limited to a thorough body-check – not so thorough, since they couldn't feel Illumi's Senbon needles pinned in strategic locations of his clothes' fabric – and a couple of dozen of armed guards placed outside. According with Milluki's app, INO, there were no active security cameras or microphones inside the mansion.

Some people do love their privacy. The assassin mused as he discreetly pocketed his phone – which, he noticed, had no signal or internet access whatsoever – while absent-mindedly following Eva inside the manor.

"Why don't you two wait here?" Eva Corsano asked, performing a wide gesture to refer to the large and luxurious living room. "I'll go and tell my partner we've arrived. Let me just give you a fair warning: she loves big entrances so it mig-

"Wait a second, please." Bleach interrupted with an embarrassed smile. "Could you show me where the toilet is before we start anything?"

Eva nodded with an amused smile on her face. "Of course. Follow me, lovely."

As soon as the brunette turned around, Bleach's face turned serious and she gave a pointed look to Illumi from over her shoulders.

In a blink of an eye, the assassin had disappeared from the living room.


"So, what do you think about the house?" Eva asked conversationally as she guided the other woman through a long and wide corridor. "Personally, this is one of my favourites. Far enough so we get that feeling we're alone in the world – if you ignore the heavy security poised just outside, that is – but close enough to a large town so I can sate my cravings for civilization."

"It is a beautiful place." Bleach agreed with fake enthusiasm as her eyes watched the ceiling for any cameras. She was surprised at finding none, given Eva's blatant invasion of Roxanne and Erik's personal space in that Spa.

Guess she likes to watch but not of being watched. Typical double standards.

There was no denying that some things in Eva annoyed Bleach greatly – how she always expected people to bend to her will and, most of all, the predatory glint in her eyes whenever they settled on anyone's figure – but that was no reason to want the woman dead. That was why, when they had reached the restroom, Bleach delivered a swift blow on the back of the woman's neck, promptly rending her unconscious.

"Now, let's get you tied up." Bleach spoke to herself as she grabbed the brunette's limp body, keeping her from hitting the ground and hurting herself even more. "Good thing your staff didn't think to search my wig."

Without further ado, Bleach carried Eva into the restroom and laid her down on the marble floor. Quickly, the thief removed her red wig and, from the hair-net that was keeping her white locks in place, removed three long plastic handcuffs and one thin but resistant piece of rope. One of the handcuffs she closed around Eva's wrists behind her back, other she used on her ankles and the last around her knees. Then, she ripped a large piece of fabric from her dress and stuffed it inside the art-dealer's mouth, before using her rope to repeatedly encircle the woman's head at the level of her lips, keeping the fabric firmly in place. Last but not least, she tore a piece of Eva's black dress and tied it around the woman's eyes, as a blindfold.

Once she was satisfied with her work, Bleach stood up and stared at the brunette for some seconds. No doubts, she'd wake up scared and extremely sore; she'd spend endless minutes crying and trying to scream and plead before finally calming down to approach the situation in a more rational way and try to struggle out of her bounds. Hours later she'd find the whole endeavour fruitless and return to crying or just remain quiet, waiting for someone to approach her first. Too bad that would take almost a whole day, if not more, to happen - her guards wouldn't notice anything wrong until late afternoon of the next day, at the very least.

"Sorry…" Bleach whispered, truly apologetically. "But it was that or letting you get killed as well. Hope you'll understand. If not… Well, we won't see each other again anyway. Because, believe me when I say it, Roxanne is a name I won't use ever again as an alias. Really, couldn't that shithead pick me something more common and that didn't sound like a porn star's name? The fucking asshole does this only to annoy me."

Bleach huffed and glared at her image in the mirror, suddenly annoyed with Illumi again even though the man had done nothing to trigger such emotion.

By now, he must be done with his target …

That thought only made the thief's glare harden and, with another huff, she stalked out of the bathroom to go and find the assassin.

It was past the time they finished that mission.


We finally make significant advances with the mission! XDXD

On a side note: that limo scene was a pain in the ass for me to write! Regular, one man-one woman lemon is already hard enough to write; threesomes (even without the actual sex) are even worse. I did my best but still... sorry if it's a bit confusing. =.=

Hope you enjoyed the chapter! :)

Kisses,

RedVoid