She had plenty of icy murder in her blue eyes when he went on with the necessary but very welcome charade. Her moans were theatrical. Though she clearly had a talent for pleasing sounds, she had not had the practice. Lauri had trained ears on the matter though, and the pair was not found out by merit of her strained acting, which became an increasingly difficult sell when she had a rattle of anger deep in her chest, far more sincere than her moans. It was all the more surprising then, when her attention to his bulge elicited something honest out of her. Poor, inexperienced Alexia, giving herself away. She'd completely handed him the key to her sexual psyche. He'd be sure to make the most of it.<br/><br/>She was getting used to the new dresscode, and he wasn't about to point it out to her. The more she was eased into, the better. It did make for a pretty picture - his once so stern detective, flashing the surroundings with her pleasantries as though she was fully dressed. Some of that intention for justice returned to her when she saw the complex of sin stretch out before her. He let have her moment. He'd delivered, as promised. She didn't hide her feelings about it, the greed to get to work on this veritable honeypot for her career spreading on her pretty face. Her mind was working on angles to go about it, and she was particularly intrigued by his admirer, on the other side of a glass door. Lauri thought it was a haunting scene, when Alexia tilted her head, examining the addled girl. They were mirror images of each other, future and past. The happy whore had been like the law-woman once, and Alexia would be just as eager for stimulation as the slave when he was done with her. No. He'd make it his personal mission to pull Alexia deeper into this sordid abyss.<br/><br/>Just as some irritation flitted over Alexia's forehead and she turned, he stopped her, hand around hers. The point had never been to make a couple of bucks on shutting down the entire operation. he wouldn't let her leave. Her resulting fearful expression was delicious.<br/><br/>"You'll risk your bust if they know you know." he said back, voice careful. "And I'll be dead three times before you get your sluggish legal system going to protect me." Not that she cared, but his own involvement lent some credibility to his preformed concern. The bodies were writhing all around them, and it was hard not to grin to see her in the moody light, tits out and slightly frightened. Formidable detective - it was in her to startled, after all. He needed to jolt her out of her intentions to leave, and spun her by his hold, pushing her back up against the glass with the ravenous woman waiting on the other side.<br/><br/>"Someone's watching." he warned and pressed up against her, wrapping her legs around him so the mound her panties were covering met with the bulge she'd liked so much before. He rubbed up against her, to call more blood to his organ, and thereby present it harder against her. "Comon, pretend to be into it, like you did before." he said as he pressed his mouth against her, hips rolling to massage her scantly clad cunt with his boiling, dense hill. He was improvising, but he'd pulled prude girls out of their own head with this kind of passionate play before. Alexia was stern and angry, but also inexperienced enough that he could use that against her.<br/><br/>There had been no one in particular noticing them, but there were the occasional guard walking around. Most of them knew him here, even if he posed as a low level supplier or buyer most days. If she was swept away by the act, he'd kiss her lewdly, feed her his tongue and press harder against her. In some girls, it had been interpreted as passion and the body's confession of the heart's matters. She could think that if she wanted, even if it wasn't true. She was a fan of his manhood, so he let her enjoy it closely, knocking on her unused entrance through the cloth of her panties. His hand was holding her up by supporting her ass, a great handful, while his other found a tit and mauled it. It could all be excused as part of their cover, but he was of course extending it as far as she'd let him. If she was as virginal as he assumed, this kind of onslaught would be more than enough to overwhelm her, and he'd be able to control her better from there. The goal was to put her in one of these rooms. There was a free one just two doors down.<br/><br/>He let her take a few breath while her lips were marked with his saliva. "Listen." he said, forehead to hers to keep the intimacy. "We need to get out of earshot. The rooms are soundproof but recorded, so as long as you act normal, you can say what you want." he let go of her breast to hold her to him, carrying her toward the door. "I'm doing this for our safety." he lied.