Hi, here is the next chapter that finishes the arc of the mission to Italy. Enjoy.
Cooperation of England and Italy
Two days after the birthday party Harry and Stefania met at the hotel entrance where Stefania had Harry enter her cabriolet, of course after giving a good show of passionate kissing to any spectators. She knew she was observed regularly by her father's men, so she had to make it believable. Not that that was a chore with Harry as her partner. They took off into the Abruzzi and over some detours came to the spot they would have to give a nice erotic show for the guards close by.
Harry made it look like he wanted to show Stefania something and had her stop the car.
"Come on, Stefania, the view is fantastic from here." He said smiling at her.
"You're right, Harry. This is the perfect spot." She said.
They were parking next to a secluded clearing that was still visible from the seaside. The side where the guards were stationed.
Harry took out a blanket and a basket from the boot of the car and placed the blanket on a grassy spot in the shadows of some pine trees. Without anybody seeing it he also cushioned the ground magically. No need to be uncomfortable when Stefania was a witch and wouldn't wonder. Today Stefania was wearing a spaghetti strap red dress that went to her knees. It showed off much of her cleavage and enhanced her curves nicely.
Harry wore beige shorts with a dark blue tank top, showing off his muscular upper body and his arms. He was taking out the things Stefania had packed in the basket. There were strawberries, a can of whip cream, a bottle of scented body oil, a bottle of sparkling wine with glasses and some silk shawls which Harry didn't know the use for yet. Stefania used the opportunity while he was unpacking the basket to stretch out on the blanket like a cat. She was watching Harry hungrily.
Harry, grinning at the sight before him, filled the two glasses with sparkling wine and handed one to Stefania while keeping one for himself. They clinked the glasses and began sipping the sparkling wine. Stefania leaned forward and whispered in Harry's ear.
"Pretend to be drugged by the wine. I often did it with former lovers to make them submit to my will."
"Okay. After how much of the wine?" Harry whispered back.
"Two glasses. After one they would expect you to be quite easy to order around and after the second one you don't retain much of your own will." She informed him while licking his ear.
"Dangerous." Harry commented.
"Why, yes. I gathered much information to ingratiate myself with my father that way. Sadly he seems to have got tired of me having so many lovers." She said smirking.
Harry took another sip from his sparkling wine as did Stefania. They continued to do so until the glasses were empty.
"Come on, Harry, please take off your shirt. It is too hot to keep so many clothes on." Stefania told him stroking his chest and he followed her command without question.
She had chosen to talk slightly louder than normal to get the guards interested. They would know they were in for a good show. And most of the men in Giovanni Estrago's mafia cell were perverts from Stefania's reports.
"Let me repay you for your fantastic massage some days ago, Harry. Please lie down on your stomach and let me use the oil I brought to massage your muscles." She purred.
"Gladly, Stefania." Harry answered.
He lay down on the blanket and Stefania took to massaging the oil into his skin. She had after all promised herself that she would see him all shiny from having oil on his muscles. And she knew he would gladly return the favour later. So she oiled his body everywhere. She started with his back and arms, processed to his legs and then had him turn around to take care of the other side of his legs and his chest. He looked really good. Then she started pushing her hand down his shorts, working his cock.
"Oh, Stefania, that feels so good." He moaned.
"I would hope so, Harry. Come on, take some more sparkling wine. I love that brand." She told him and filled his glass again. He obediently did so. He now pretended to be completely under her control.
"So, who is your Mistress, Harry?" She asked.
"You are, Mistress Stefania." He answered.
"Right you are my slave. Now your mistress wants you to use the oil to massage her whole body in the most erotic way you know." She ordered him.
Harry complied. He started with taking off her dress and sitting her in his lap. Fitting to her shown persona she didn't wear a bra or panties. His cock reacted to her nudity. He spread the oil in his hands and rubbed them together to have the oil on all the skin of his palms. Then he turned her around so that her back was pointing at him and he started rubbing her sides in small circles. He worked his way up to her shoulders, then down her arms. When his hands went back up, he let them roam over her breasts, making her moan slightly.
He continued with her backside. He laid her down on the blanket and started to draw figures on her bum. Each cheek got intense attention before he changed places turned her on her back and slowly worked his way up her left leg. He lifted the leg from the ground and cupped it with his hands on both sides. He massaged her muscles, especially the skin on the inside of her thighs. Then he repeated the whole procedure with her right leg.
Stefania felt her pussy getting wet and was curious when he would please her there. But for now her started stroking her belly and then again caressed her breasts. He really knew how to do this. When he had given all parts of her body his utmost attention with his hands, he pushed down his shorts and revealed his hard cock.
"The only way I can properly massage your exquisite pussy, Mistress, is to push my cock inside and fuck you senseless." He whispered in her ear, making her shiver in expectation.
"Do it my slave. Show me your skill." She ordered.
Harry didn't wait long and pulled her in his lap, her legs closing around his waist. He entered her in one swift motion and began to rock her back and forth in his lap, grunting at the pleasant feeling of having his cock push deep into her.
"Faster, my slave." She demanded and he obeyed.
He increased his speed and the force he used with each push and she screamed delighted.
"Oh yes, don't stop." She shouted.
Harry didn't intend to and continued his work.
While Harry and Stefania started the real show, the guards on the seaside entrance of the base got interested in the show and had their binoculars locked on the couple.
"Damn, we are lucky Ignacio; she is in a needy mood today." One guard commented.
"Very true, Raphael. Oh damn, he is so lucky. Having her ride him like that. That body, I'd really like to take her myself." Ignacio commented.
"You know the rules. Only she decides her partners. But if you're lucky you get to fuck her. She often takes one of her father's men into her bed. I know she did with Ricardo and Gino." Raphael said.
None of the two noticed the diver that swam to the bars that secured the entrance the two were guarding. Quickly he dispatched two of the bars and swam through. He put them back in place so that it looked like nothing had changed. He then continued on his way inside. The distraction had worked splendidly.
Jerome observed the whole operation from a higher point. He saw the shadow of James swim up to the entrance and then disappearing from sight.
"Phase one success." He spoke into a microphone on the collar of his shirt.
Harry and Stefania would get the message as well as the command centre.
Four hours later an earthquake was recorded in the seismologic institute of Rome. The epicentre was located in the Abruzzi. With a three point four on the Richter scale it was one of the weaker recorded earthquakes. When the scientists went to investigate if there had been any damages three days later, they only found a collapsed cave that wasn't accessible to them.
Harry and Stefania spent their last evening together in Rome using the opportunity to have a stylish evening with a candle light dinner in one of the top restaurants of the city. They visited some of the most popular tourist attractions of Rome, which were a fantastic sight at night and spent a last passionate night at Stefania's flat. The next morning Jerome and Stefania took Harry and James to the airport of Rome to bid them goodbye.
"As usual it has been a pleasure to work with you, James. Harry, keep up the good work and you'll go far in the job." Jerome said.
"Thanks, Jerome. I can return the compliment about working with you. And making the acquaintance of such a beautiful lady like Stefania is always a pleasure." James replied smiling.
"Thanks, James. It was interesting to have insight in a mission with the legendary 007. But no offense, I prefer your young companion over you. You're simply too old for me." Stefania said cheekily.
"Glad we chose the right agent for the mission." James replied pretending to pout at being called old.
"Harry, I'd love if we had the same missions in the future. Keep training to keep up with me." She teased him.
"I'd never disappoint a gorgeous woman like you, Stefania. I'll always remember this mission fondly in the future. If you ever are in England, look me up. Perhaps I can return the favour of the tour you gave me of Rome last night by showing you the sights of London." He took her hand and kissed its back gently.
"Always the gentleman. I look forward to someday meeting you again. Who knows, perhaps you'll one day surpass your partner from this mission." She suggested.
"I strive to get there one day. Arrivederci Stefania." Harry said kissing her softly one more time before he and James boarded their plane back to England.
James and Harry reported to M about the success of the mission and gave her a copy of the data that had been on the mainframe of the mafia.
"Well, while the mission went slightly different than we expected, good work from both of you. I already got a report from the Italian Secret Service and they thanked us for good cooperation with their agents. They also sent a special recommendation for Agent Potter's performance. Obviously you have really impressed them. And that isn't a common occurrence for a rookie high-level agent. Congratulations." M said.
"Thank you ma'am." Harry said respectfully.
"Agent Potter, you may go to the medical wing to get the mandatory examination done, Agent Bond, please stay and fill in some blanks that turned up for me." M ordered.
Harry nodded and left the office. When the door had closed behind him, M turned to 007.
"So, what do you think, Bond? How did Potter perform on the mission overall? I want your professional opinion." She wanted to know.
"Exceptional. He gained the attention of his target without problem and used his information to the highest benefit. His acting skills never wavered and he had Stefania wrapped around his finger while giving her the feeling to be mostly in control. He pushed her buttons perfectly and got the contact as intensive as he could in the short timeframe he had. He managed to get a personal invitation from her to her party in the first meeting at the beach. Then he had her so interested and needy for his body that she followed him into the Abruzzi.
"I'm sure if Stefania Estrago hadn't been a secret agent for Italy, Harry still would have managed to gain the information with the plan he had thought up. It was flawless with enough room for improvisation should anything have happened. When he was confronted with Giulia Cappellani, he kept his cool and disarmed her efficiently and immediately went into the interrogation. Thanks to his quick actions we now have one of the most wanted members of the organisation captured and can take out time getting all information she has on them. He contributed to the plan how to enable me to infiltrate the base and blow it up, never caring for modesty, only concentrated on the goal of the mission. I admit it was easier as Stefania played along, but for his first high class mission with giving assistance to a 00 agent he couldn't have performed better." James summarized Harry's performance.
"Good. He will return to Hogwarts in a week, meaning his mandatory leave after a high rank mission will perfectly fit with it. He will be on full leave for the next three days and after that I'll let the research department use his time to test some of their new ideas." She decided.
She dismissed James and he went in the direction of the medical wing before he would chill in the lounge and praise Harry's performance on the last mission.
Harry met Hermione when he left the medical wing.
"Hi, Harry." She greeted smiling. "How did your mission go?"
"It was a complete success. Sorry, but I can't tell you any details." He apologized.
"That's okay. R and Dad briefed me on some things. While it will take some time to accept that I can't know everything, I'll get used to it. Why were you in the medical wing, did you get hurt?" She asked.
"No, just the routine check-up after the mission. I'm headed to the lounge, want to come?" Harry asked.
"Sorry, I have a meeting with Stephen Zhane in fifteen minutes." She declined his offer.
Harry nodded. Zhane was one of the weapon inventors. He knew that Hermione's internship had her go through all parts of the research department. If she really was interested in working for the MI6 after school she would benefit from having an idea how many areas there were the MI6 worked in.
"Well, I wish you well for whatever he will show you." Harry said and went to the lounge.
To his surprise he found three 00 agents assembled there. 003, 005 and 008.
"Did I miss a note that this is a closed meeting for 00 agents?" He joked.
"Harry, when did you get back?" Lionel asked.
"I just got out of the medical wing after my examination. James and I came back here two hours ago." He answered.
"Sit down, have a drink and tell us what you're allowed to tell of your mission." Stacy, 003, said, well more or less ordered. "And you have no reason to forbid him to drink, Lionel." She added.
"Hey, don't look at me like that. He is old enough to know how much he can take. I just don't want to have to listen to his complains about hangovers tomorrow." Lionel appeased her.
Richard meanwhile filled Harry's glass with beer and handed it to him.
"Thanks, Richard." Harry said, taking the glass. He knew that Richard wouldn't give him spiked drinks. That wasn't his style. If it had been Stacy he would have to be more cautious.
He took a deep gulp of the cold drink and sighed happily.
"Okay, do you want to wait for James or should I start telling the story?" Harry asked.
"You can start and when James joins us, he can fill in where you don't want to continue." Stacy teased.
Harry, being used to her by now, prevented blushing like he would have done two years ago. He started telling how the mission had gone.
And done. Till next time.