FIC: One-Upmanship (Alias, Syd/Anna, R)

[tellitslant]

One-Upmanship
by Kathryne, tellitslant@ livejournal.com
Fandom: Alias
Pairing: Sydney/Anna
Rating: R
Spoilers: 1x04, A Broken Heart
Disclaimer: JJ's, not mine.
Notes: written for wildrosesings for femslash06.
Summary: Anna thinks she owes Sydney a little payback.

***

CIA Debrief
Agent: Bristow, Sydney
Report on SD-6 Intel Gathering Operations
Submitted to Agent M. Vaughn

This week's mission was supposed to be simple. Just a routine bit of intel gathering in Turkey, tracking some info on a new terrorist organization what was rumoured to be in the process of forming cells. It was totally normal – an old contact, a quick chat, and I thought I might even get in a few hours of rest before I had to come back.

Yeah, not likely, right? I'm starting to think that K-Directorate has it out for me personally. Well, no, not K-Directorate itself – just Anna Espinosa. Yeah, she was there. Again. At least this time she didn't kill my contact.

***

Spice Bazaar, Istanbul

"Thanks, Ahmet," Sydney said, smiling across the table at her contact.

"Always a pleasure, my dear," he replied, pouring on the charm that allowed him to flourish in the Grand Bazaar, selling trinkets to foreigners at three times their regular value. "Now, perhaps, a chance to relax after our business is through?" He picked up his cup and sipped at the thick, fragrant Turkish coffee.

Syd checked her watch. She did have a while until she had to head back. And it was always worthwhile to stay on good terms with her sources of intel – plus, she genuinely liked Ahmet. He was always good for a laugh.

A crash caught her attention: she looked up just in time to see Ahmet tumble sideways to sprawl on the floor next to the remnants of his coffee cup.

"Ahmet!" She jumped out of her chair to his side, pressing her fingers to his neck. His pulse was slow but steady. Had he just fainted? Syd reached for her phone to call SD-6, but someone else got there first.

"Hello, Sydney. What an unexpected pleasure." The voice came from just behind her ear, and Syd didn't need the accompanying pressure on her windpipe to place it immediately.

"Anna," she hissed, jabbing her elbow back and catching the other woman squarely in the gut. Anna loosed her hold on Syd's throat and stumbled back slightly. "What did you do to Ahmet?" Syd demanded, squaring off for a fight.

"Oh, nothing," Anna replied airily. "He's going to sleep this one off, and then he'll be very useful to us." She smiled. "So, I think, will you." She delivered a series of harsh blows that caught Syd, already winded, off-balance; she only got in a few strikes of her own before Anna's fist slammed into her jaw and she blacked out.

***

Anna and I are usually pretty evenly matched. The one time she got the better of me in a fight, well, I blame that on the fact that I was wearing an evening gown and she was wearing pants. I still got what she was after that night, though. This time she was angry – I mean, I hurt when I woke up. Of course, the last time I'd seen her, I'd left her cuffed to an altar inside a five hundred year old church. I guess she was still holding a grudge.

***

Syd came to slowly. The first thing she was aware of was her position: she was handcuffed to a chair. Each arm was cuffed to one side of the chair back – it gave her a little freedom of movement, but not much.

Something rough slipped around her ankle: rope. First one foot, then the other, and Syd opened her eyes to see Anna kneeling in front of her, tying her ankles to the chair legs with smooth knots.

"Ah, welcome back," Anna said, sitting back on her haunches. "A bit of poetic justice we have here, don't you think?" She pulled a large knife from a sheath on her hip and sliced through the rope she had been using, securing Sydney while leaving a large pile coiled next to her. "We really can't keep meeting like this," she continued. "People will talk! I didn't expect to see you so soon, but really, I am glad. I've been preparing a little surprise for you."

Only when Anna stopped talking did Sydney realize with a shock that her clothes were gone. All that was left was her underwear. She blushed furiously.

Anna smirked, watching Syd's body flush pink.

"What the hell!" Syd blurted angrily. "What kind of game are you playing here?"

Anna circled Syd's chair, tapping her knife against the palm of her hand. "Those cuffs gave me the idea," she said conversationally, dancing the tip of her knife across Syd's bare shoulders. "I had no idea you were so kinky, Agent Bristow – do you like it when I call you that?" The cool metal slid up Syd's neck and over her cheek, the flat side smooth against her skin until Anna pricked it against her collarbone. "I think it's time to explore our relationship a bit further, don't you?"

Anna cut smoothly through one of the bra straps. Syd jerked at her cuffs, but it was no use: Anna cut through the other strap, then sliced the cups apart, leaving Syd's breasts exposed. Her nipples hardened in the cold air as Anna tossed the bra away.

***

She liked taunting me – she always has. She made it personal a long time ago. And she's always enjoyed, I don't know, showing off.

***

"Dammit," Syd shouted, jerking away from Anna. "What is this? Don't tell me this is part of Rambaldi's master plan!"

"Oh, no," Anna said. "This is just between us. I've learned a new skill especially for you. I've been practicing – I hope that doesn't make you jealous, but I wanted everything to be just perfect." She sheathed her knife and reached for the coil of rope.

Humming softly, she set to work, passing the rope around Syd's body. Syd tried to keep herself pressed against the back of the chair, but Anna simply forced the rope through part way and then yanked on it, leaving Sydney with friction burns across her back. Finally, she stepped back. Syd had ropes wound around her upper torso and over her shoulders, causing her breasts to stand out sharply, pinned between layers of rope.

Anna took a moment to admire her handiwork. "Oh, I am impressed," she said thoughtfully. "Even that exquisite red gown didn't reveal quite how lovely your body is. I couldn't ask for a better canvas." She grabbed her knife again and moved closer; Syd flinched involuntarily. "Delightful," Anna said in a low growl, and cut another length of rope.

"Oh, for God's sake," Syd said angrily. "What are you getting out of this, Anna? What's the point?"

"Why, nothing!" Anna replied. "I didn't expect to see you tonight at all. We've already gotten everything we needed from Ahmet. It was just such a pleasant surprise to find you as well. I couldn't let it go by without taking the time to enjoy myself a bit. It is so rare for me to find a good match."

Syd rolled her eyes and squirmed. "Look," she said, trying to sound as authoritative as possible under the circumstances. "This is some fucked up game you're playing. Why don't we try the part where you untie me and we beat each other up?" She smiled wickedly. "Then maybe we can both enjoy the evening."

"Oh, that's not quite what I had in mind," Anna said, tapping her knife against her full lips. "Did I ever mention what happened after you left me in that church? No one came in until Sunday services. It was two days before the priest showed up. Call this a debt settled," she snarled.

Anna wrapped the next length of rope around Sydney's waist, settling it snugly just above her hipbones. A truly evil smile grew on her face as she knelt in front of the chair and measured the rope carefully. She tied it off in a knot, then began doubling it over on itself again and again, so quickly that Syd grew dizzy watching. "There," Anna said finally, and shoved it roughly between Syd's legs.

Syd gasped and jumped, which only gave Anna the chance to push the rope fully under Syd's legs.

Anna rose and stepped behind Syd, out of her line of sight. Syd tried to crane her neck around, but she was brought up short as Anna grabbed the rope from behind and pulled it tight. The knot came up right against Syd's clit, rubbing through the fabric of her underwear, and she gasped involuntarily. Anna chucked as she tied the rope off, securing the tension.

***

She didn't seem to have any real purpose in mind this time. She was just playing with me. She said she was settling a score. Whatever it was, she didn't really hurt me. She let me go, and I found Ahmet on my way out too. He said she'd asked him a few questions, mostly the same ones I had, but that was it.

I don't know what she was after, but she didn't get much. Next time I see her, I'll ask her, if she's still alive once I'm done.

Signed,

S. Bristow

***

"Now," Anna said, still behind Syd, "what do you think of that? It's a great little system. No matter how you move, the rope moves too." Anna drew her hands over Syd's body, pinching her sensitized breasts, tickling her stomach. Every touch made Syd jump or squirm, and every movement ground the rope tighter against her clit.

Suddenly Syd felt cool metal against her skin again, but this time it wasn't Anna's knife. It was the key to her handcuffs.

Anna wrapped her hands around Syd's neck; Syd swallowed, and felt the key bob against her throat. "I'm not as cruel as you are, Sydney," Anna whispered into Syd's ear. "I'm going to give you a way to escape." She tossed the key away. Syd's tracked it with her eyes as it skittered across the floor, landing about twenty feet in front of her. "Hopefully you can get to it before your agents come to rescue you. Wouldn't that be fun." Anna straightened and gave Sydney a condescending pat on the head. "Don't play games with me," she said simply. "You'll always lose." She stalked out the door without a backwards glance.

Syd rocked forward, trying to shift the chair bit by bit. Her eyes flew open and she gasped as the movement sent a sharp jolt of pleasure through her body from the rope wrapped around her crotch. At the same time, the chair moved approximately an inch.

Twenty feet. And who knew if Anna would come back.

"Oh, shit," Syd said to herself. She bit down on her lip and started to move again. Anna was going to pay for this one.

Comments

[wildrosesings.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I am more than comfortable with the kink aspect! Hee.

Thanks for the thoughts, and for the lovely story. Would you mind if I added you to my reading list, in case there are more stories out there?

[tellitslant]

Of course, please do. I haven't written a lot of Alias, nor much recently, but what there is is under the Alias tag here: http://tellitslant.livejournal.com/tag/alias .

I've added you back, because I really enjoyed your GA fic. So hi! :)

[wildrosesings.livejournal.com]

Aww, thanks! *waves*

Thanks for the link, as well! I'm drowning in all the marvelous new fiction to read, I'm like a kid in a candy store. *grin*