VV Chpt 10 Cherry Blossoms

Toward the end of the movie, Carly had fallen asleep on V's chest, exhausted from today's activities. He couldn't help it as his attention moved from the movie to her as she slept peacefully enveloped in his arms. Her face was gently smushed against his sternum and he found himself reliving the realization that someone could have affection for him, let alone her. He felt unworthy, but he could hear her voice gently scolding him for even thinking such nonsense. Gently touching her cheek, she stirred and whimpered in protest of leaving the comfortable position that she was in.

"Come Kitten, time for some much-needed sleep." V whispered and gently lifted her to bring her to her bed. With a smile, he placed her gently on the bed like he had done many times before but felt the compulsion to join her. He'd pushed the thought out of his brain, knowing it was ungentlemanly but the gentle tug on his sleeve caused him to pause and realize his original desire was mutual. With a smile, he crawled in behind her and gently moved to stroke her side as they lay. The bagginess of the sweatshirt revealed most of her shoulder and down her spine, something V hadn't seen before.

Scars.

They weren't fresh, but certainly ones that she had recently healed from, they were lines of what looked like lash marks that reached from the bottom of her neck and down further to where he couldn't see. For a moment absolute rage overtook him at the thought of the Fingermen who had harmed her and caused it. But taking a few deep breaths he regained his composure enough to simply lean forward and kiss them, causing Carly to be tense. He breathed her scent in deeply as Carly scooted closer to close the space, his voice was barely a whisper "You're beautiful."

"Is that what you say to all the women that share your bed with you?" She teased nervously.

"I haven't shared a bed with anyone in the Shadow Gallery before. I have always slept alone here."

"My, my. I feel quite special."

Pulling her closer, his face settled in the space between her neck and her sternum and he was obliged to nuzzle, inhaling her scent. Without much warning, he planted a soft kiss where skin permits, just above the tattoo that is peeking out from the neckline.

"May I?" V asked, looking down at the tattoo, and waited for her to nod before pushing the loose sleeve down more to see it. He wanted to see the entirety of the tattoo but stopped when he realized it extended much further down than he anticipated and that moving it to see it in its entirety would expose more than she was comfortable with. For now, he traced his fingers across the delicate and exquisitely detailed cherry blossoms that stretched across her collarbone and down her arm. He was grateful that she hadn't received any scarring that would damage it from her time at the facility. The smooth touch of his fingers caused goose bumps to rise on her skin and V chuckled, before moving his lips over them in peppered kisses to warm her skin up. His gentle kisses became firmer over time, eliciting a small sigh from his bed companion. V reached her neck and nuzzled gently with his nose before taking another deep breath and kissing gently right below her jaw. He was taking his time both to build tension, and rushing was not called for this moment. His own hand snaked behind her to her back, sliding her sweater up slightly and feeling her soft skin. His fingertips just barely under the top of her tights and encouraged her pelvis closer to his with gentle pressure.

"Kitten...I need you closer." His voice is low and gruff. Obliging, Carly leaned closer into his body as his hand slid under the band of her bottoms to feel the silk-smooth skin of her backside. Between kisses, pieces of their clothing slowly ended up on the floor. V could feel his fear creeping up inside of him but ignored it, focusing on her.

"What do you want V?" Carly whispered, bringing her lips close enough for him to feel her hot breath cascade down to his neck, but not enough for contact. The question burned into him and ignited the flame that had lingered. He exhaled and almost demanded as he replied, "I want you. All of you. Your hands upon me, your eyes to mine, your lips hungry. I want your desire, your passion... I want to bring you to climax and feel you beg for more." He sharply pulled her flush to him, then whispered sharply in her ear "I... want... all of your graces." With that he shifted a hand around her hip and slid it between her legs. Wet and warm he pushed his fingers between her thighs and over her tight lips till he was cupping her sex, opening his eyes to lock with hers. V slid down her body, reaching her ample breasts and pausing to give them attention. Making certain to kiss and lick each nipple slowly before moving on. After each kiss, looking back up at her eyes with intensity. For a moment Carly wanted to call his bluff on his statement of having no guests, he was making her far too good to be out of practice.

As V moved lower he slowed to kiss from her hip to pelvis on each side, moving back and forth, as he dipped further and further down into her sex. He eventually reached the wet folds of it and nuzzled them intently before pushing his tongue between them and dragging it up, tasting all of what she had to offer. His eyes smiled as he looked up over her mounds to her face as she breathed heavily. Gripping her thighs firmly when she involuntarily tried to close them on him, his tongue darts into her folds and tickles her clit carefully before it dips down to her opening. V released a hand from her thigh and brought a finger close before dragging his tongue back up and slipping it just inside. He pressed gently but then tapped on the upper wall of her wall feeling out the bone and watching to see when he hit her spot. Then applying soft pressure again and again as he teased her clit more and more. His other hand gripping her leg as my breath gets hotter and his heart pounds in his chest.

"V..." She moaned, indicating that she was close to nirvana. With a smirk he continued tapping her spot softly and began to push more and more with his tongue. Driving her further he didn't move faster but stronger until she went tumbling over the edge. He watched her glory as she shuddered and shook under his control.

"V, take me." Was all that could come out of her mouth as she caught her breath. With a hearty smile, V flipped her over on top of him and guided her so she was straddling his hips before moving one of his hands to run over her thigh, basking in her beauty. With a smile Carly shifted up his body slightly to grind her lips against the underside of his shaft. The ridges of his member tickled her stimulated bud as she ground down with gentle pressure.

"You never said when." She purred.

V reveled in watching her tease him and smirked, "No, I didn't" before giving her a moment to play before gripping her hips and quickly lifting. Seeing her eyes widen he held her above his shaft, "Ready?"

She descended slowly till he was buried deep within her. The tightness hits him causing a quiver from the stimulation. V grunted quietly and Carly let out a small gasp when her body finally settled against his legs before lifting her up again and bringing her down, not forcefully but determined and purposefully. That changed with each lift and drop as V gradually pushed deeper. Her hair fell out of the messy bun she had kept it tucked away in and spilled out against her back and over her shoulders as she leaned forward to gently press her lips and forehead against his.

"Oh V." She moaned and closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of his sheer mass pressing deeper inside of her. V felt himself building as she leaned into him, her words and energy echo into his mind. He drew a deep breath and shook slightly.

"Kitten... finish me." She shifted again causing her breasts to press against his face. As she moved he felt her walls tighten around him, and resisted his own release for her to lose herself in another orgasm before pulling himself out. Carly immediately ground on the underside of his shaft, looking down at him with half lidded eyes. Moments later V's hands found purchase on hers and interlocked their fingers as he shuddered and trembled with every wave of pleasure that washed over him. With an exhausted sigh Carly crumpled atop his chest, and he turned them to their sides with a satisfied smile as he worked to control his breathing. Once he had caught his breath, he pulled her closer to him and draped the blanket over both of their bodies for warmth and to cover the scars that crossed over his body. V took this opportunity to look at the rest of her tattoo, running his fingers over the branches before moving his finger back to her cheek and pulled her in for a kiss. Pulling back he noted the blissful state of exhaustion their union had brought her and quickly turned off the light before they both fell into the bliss of peaceful slumber.

The next morning V is awoken with the buzz of the railway above. With a gentle stretch he let out a soft sigh, his body felt relaxed and renewed. Carly's warm naked form next to him, soft and supple as it pressed against him. Laying on her side, he gazed at her and traced her neck and breasts gently enough that she stirred but did not wake. After a few moments, he left the bed, gathered his clothes, and checked on his rib cage. Just as he suspected the bruise had subsided completely and the pain had disappeared. With a satisfied nod, V got to work on confirming and gathering as much information as he could now that he had Tony's exact location. About an hour later V had everything that he needed and let out a deep sigh of distress, trying to figure out how he was going to share this with Carly. He needed to do it soon, but the nature of his capture now signified that time was of the essence. Mulling and formulating a plan in his head, he stepped into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

It wasn't long before Carly rose and joined him, autonomously pouring herself a cup of coffee and sitting down at the table. In his flurry of cooking, he slowed as it struck him that he was not covered in her presence. It eventually caused him a slight bit of anxiety as V looked down at his hand, but he merely frowned and shook it off.

"Strange how much you change in me...in just days." He turned and looked at her with softer eyes.

"Hmm?" She replied sleepily, not quite coherent for a conversation yet.

"Nothing, darling. Keep waking up. I didn't have an adventure planned for today. I think it's best that we lay low for a few days after yesterday. Today may be a data digging day." He mumbled, gesturing over to the office where their laptops sat. Carly gave him a thumbs up before digging into the breakfast he set for them on the table. Eventually she had woken up enough and wandered into the office to get work on pawing through her emails. V frowned, knowing that he would need to tell her about what he had found but searched his mind for the most delicate way to do that. Taking a deep breath, he approached the office, opening his mouth to begin speaking.

"V...I found something." Carly murmured, her eyes glued to the screen as she scanned it for information "In one of the emails it talks about dealing with a 'defector and their accomplice' and their involvement in Project Kennedy... I think they thought I was in on being a defector and possibly stopping this plan." She turned it around to show him.

"Project Kennedy. There is no one by that name. I suppose they could be referring to something in the old US, but that would be odd." I lean back and start thinking, while watching you out of the corner of my eye. "I suppose that could have been the name of the plan to assassinate the Chinese prime minister and his family."

"President Kennedy was assassinated, so that makes sense...clumsy but it makes sense."

"It seems obvious but they have been that blunt before. Clever has never been a method of implementation for them." V was impressed by how quickly she was putting everything together, knowing that this would be useful later on for further missions. It wasn't long until Carly I reached a bunch of files and emails between multiple higher-ups that discussed Project Kennedy being compromised due to Tony.

"I know what got my brother locked away. He didn't kill someone...someone he was assigned to allow to die. It seems that they were planning the assassination of the Chinese prime minister's family when he came to discuss the oil crisis. His wife and daughter were there, and killing women and children probably didn't sit well with him... he was assigned to guard them at the hotel and let someone them, but he didn't. It says here after he failed to complete the assignment, they thought he was corroborating with the enemy." Carly frowned, while the news was distressing it didn't surprise her in the slightest.

"I must confess Kitten, through the documents I gathered during our outing last night I've now confirmed the location of your brother." V offered gently and pulled over his own laptop for her to read as she pleased. Taking the laptop from him, her eyes narrowed as she read and went wide, when made her way through the document.

"Kitten. Your brother was initially sent to an interrogation center. He was transferred to various facilities in an attempt to wear him down so they could retrieve information, but they failed each time. They then sent him to another place." He took a deep breath, knowing he was getting to the hardest part of the conversation. "He then was transferred again, but not to a secure facility. The name on it is Green Hallow. A few know of it as a convalescent center, but its campus is a bit larger than most. It's also known for one other thing. A crematorium. If he was transferred there, without a guard, it is assumed that he didn't need one. Or more to the point, would no longer be a concern... I'm very sorry, Kitten." He watched carefully for her reaction.

"Is he dead?" Carly's eyes finally moved from the screen to meet his, filled with pain that she had waited too long.

"Not that I am aware of. This is the latest update in his file, if he were to have passed there would have been a death certificate as well." V reached out and held her hand, knowing that she would want to take action swiftly, "I have already formulated a plan, I just need a little time this afternoon to do some things for us to implement it. I will move as fast as I can and we can get in to see him by this evening. In the meantime I need you to do your best to remain as calm as you can. Can you do that for me?" V maintained eye contact with her. There was no condescension in his voice, only concern.

She swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat and gave a quick nod, "Walk me through your plan."

"We won't be sneaking in this time, we will be walking in. Hiding in plain sight. I'm going to create some fake credentials so we can move through the building without being detected. He can meet us nearby and then we will go inside and find Tony." V assured her and squeezed her hand lightly.

"Okay. Do you have any scrubs or white coats on hand?" She asked, to which V shook his head no but knew exactly what she was planning. It didn't thrill him that she would go out on her own to procure them, but he knew that there was no point in arguing with her and that doing so would save time. It would also give her something to do while he got to his work.

With a sigh he handed her a wad of money out of his office drawer and handed it to her. As she stood to get changed, he pulled her close and cupped her cheek, while she moved her arms around him in a hug.

"Be careful." He kissed her forehead and handed her a set of keys to get in before releasing her and began to work on what he needed to accomplish.

An hour had passed, and he had arranged everything, agreeing to meet with his connection a block away from the hospital at 7 pm after it got dark and most people had gone home. Checking his watch, he anxiously stood up from his chair and strode into the main room just as the door gently opened. A wave of relief came over V as Carly stepped in and removed her fluffy scarf from her neck and he did his best to hide how happy he was that she returned safe and without incident.

"Everything go alright?" He asked

"As good as it could have been." Carly nodded and handed him his change. Out of the bag she had picked up she handed him a white coat and a stethoscope.

"You'll have to wear a button down, a tie and a pair of pants with these. How did everything go on your end?" She asked and took out her own. He couldn't help but tilt his head in interest when he heard metal clanking coming from the bag. "I picked up some extra things here in the event that you need them." She shrugged.

"Everything is arranged. Green Hallow is about an hour away by train. We best get dressed and be on our way." V nodded and searched through his closet for a light blue button down and a pair of dark brown pants before he applied his latex face and wig.

As Carly got ready, anxiety pushed through her body at the thought of what state she would find Tony in. As she stood up she saw her own reflection and stared at the very familiar reflection, it looked like her but she felt like she was staring at a stranger in the way. Slipping on her heels, she made sure her stethoscope was in her pocket. Behind her V waltzed in holding a short blonde wig that he helped her put on. Carly couldn't help but chuckle, seeing a brand new face on V, it was almost like a game of roulette whenever they went out. As they checked one another V would take note of how attractive she looked in her work uniform, but now wasn't the time to vocalize it. It filled him with the utmost respect for her.

They made their way out and made their way to the train, purchasing two tickets and boarding. Soon they were on their way. As they waited V pulled out the fake IDs he had created for them, which he'd placed on little lanyards, and handed hers to her.

"I took the liberty to quickly gain us both access to the center. You will be arriving as a jet-lagged doctor from the Asian Federation of Hospitals. They are expecting you to review the grounds for the consul and determine if it is fit for "refugee" transfers. A doctor named Jacob Tindale will be meeting us. He won't expect us to arrive so soon and will be drawn away on other matters, a distraction I have designed and will hopefully work. We will then be able to move through most of the facility." He handed her the fake ID and a slightly heavy purse. "The gun in the purse is loaded and you" pointing to the badge "Are registered by the consul to carry it. Once we are in a safe spot to talk we can address where he should be." V slid his own ID over his head and placed a rather official-looking consul pin on his lapel "I am sure you can improvise a bit. If need be, you can mix a language of your choice and English to confuse them. Just keep asking about the facilities, space and offerings. Most of the individuals are unaware of what the consul does here. Remember to eventually ask about ward 15, it's where your brother was transferred to."

"And as doctors, we should expect to be ignored as long as we don't make a scene." Carly nodded and fiddled with the bottom of her skirt nervously, only for her hand to be engulfed by V's as he held it gently.

About an hour later the train slowed and V indicated that they had reached their stop.

"Ready?" V asked as and gently squeezed her hand.