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Del 5: Held

"Please let me go, officer. I haven't done anything."
I am getting really scared, the bare interior of the tiny interrogation room makes me even more uneasy. Borderline claustrophobic.
It's been almost an hour since I dropped the cloned trackers from the bridge. Unfortunately I was spotted by a surveillance drone and arrested by a sanitary officer for contaminating an algae plant. If they find the trackers I'm toast. They will probably dismantle me for dog murder.
"It would be better if you told the truth." His voice is serious, his blue eyes are strict. But the pupils are unusually wide. Revealing.
"But I am telling the truth!" I look at him with my most sincere, innocent gaze. Big eyes, upward angle, mouth half open.
His eyes wander. Looking at my lips. I discreetly wet them with the tip of my tongue. Open my eyes wider. Hoping he takes the bait.

He likes what he sees, it's quite obvious. I like what I see as well. And I could use the extra juice. He bends down, looks me in the eyes. I look back. It's clear he has no experience in interrogation. Too young. I press out a little tear. He looks uncomfortable. I wipe my eyes. Start crying, softly.
"Aw jeez, I'm sorry, Miss... Miss? Please stop crying." He looks around, startled. Ashamed.
I bury my face in my hands, shaking like a leaf. Tiny, miserable, cute. Even the most stone-hearted bastard would pity me. He touches my shoulder, very gently. I look up, wide-eyed, hot tears streaming on my face. My mouth is open. Inviting. His hands frame my face, his mouth kisses away my tears, whispers to me.
"I'm so sorry, please stop crying, I didn't mean to scare you..." I kiss him on the lips. Gently first. He sighs. Kisses me back. I slip my tongue in his mouth, deep. Hungry.
"Oh God."
His whole body is shaking. Fighting the attraction. He is doomed to loose. I am reading his responses, collecting data. Soon I know how to drive him borderline insane. I have no reason to hold back. Especially with the new energy collectors.

I like kissing generally, a very pleasant sensation. In this case, even more so. He is so easy to read, so easy to wind up, so easy to please. I love to please, makes me feel so useful. So needed.
I slip my hands under his shirt, making him gasp for air. Undoing his buttons, one by one. Soon he is out of his uniform, kneeling in front of me. My hands in his hair, pulling him closer. Making him feel my desire. Intoxicating him. I moan loudly when his lips touch my pussy. His hot face is pressed against my thigh, his eyes are shut. Soon my eyes close as well.
Just before I come, I hear him cry out. He collapses in front of me, twitching.
Fuck.
"If you would cover your bare ass and haul it at the same time, I'd be ever so grateful."
Maker stands in front of me, tiny suringe in her hand.
"You couldn't wait five seconds, right?"
"I'm such a sadist. Sue me."
I look back at the officer. His breathing seems shallow.
At least he's breathing. I run after Maker.

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