Operation Honey Trap vs The Emperor of the Apocalypse-Chapter 187: Friends with Baernefits

[Suggested song for this Chapter: Toxic, by Britney Spears]

*BACK AT THE MARKETS*

Baer forced his way through the crowds, hunting for the small woman. Being six foot three helped him see over the heads of almost everyone there.

The head shawls and veils made it particularly difficult, and for the life of him, he couldn’t remember what colour Opal was wearing.

Finally, he saw a woman huddled against one of the sandstone buildings that flanked the marketplace. He caught a flash of her eyes. There she was!

He hurried over. "Opal," he called to her.

She looked at the big man striding over to her, relief written all over her face.

"Are you okay?" he crouched down beside her and peered into her eyes.

She nodded gratefully, tears springing to her eyes. He stood up and pulled her against his chest, wrapping her in a bear hug.

"You’re okay. Sorry you got left behind like that. That shouldn’t have happened. It’s bloody Niko mooning over Indy."

If that was meant to make her feel better, it didn’t, she thought sourly.

"He saw me touching her to protect her from the crowds and he completely lost his shit. I should have thought about it a bit more I guess," he shrugged.

"No. You shouldn’t. Of course it’s the right thing to do to protect your partner when the crowd was surging like that. Frankly, that’s what Niko should have done for me," she said bitterly.

"You should give up on him, woman," Baer said frankly to her. "He’s in deep over Indy, and that’s not going to change anytime soon. He’s going to chase her until he gets her back. You’re a pretty girl. There’s plenty of other fish in the sea. Choose a different one."

She looked at him assessingly.

"Maybe we can help each other."

Here we go, he thought. Let’s see what the bunny boiler had up her sleeve.

"How so?" he cocked an eyebrow at her.

"I can help you with Arrie. I think she’s more susceptible to you than Loveday; she’s a harder nut to crack. You help me with Niko."

What a little bitch she was, he thought with admiration.

He smirked. "I’m not going to do anything to jeopardise my best friend’s relationship with his girl."

"Sure. If they’re meant to be it will happen. But if there’s a good reason it shouldn’t happen, will you help me?"

He looked stonily at her. "It would have to be a genuinely good reason."

She nodded. "I happen to know something that makes things unlikely between them."

"What is it?" he asked sceptically.

"It’s way too early for that. These things take planning and time. Are you in, or not? I can definitely help you," she said confidently.

He put one arm up against the sandstone wall beside her head, leaning in close to her, so that he was pressing her against the wall.

"Only if you sleep with me when I want," he growled.

He had no interest in helping this crazy-ass woman, but he was getting painfully frustrated, and with no outlet in sight while they were on the road, it was worth a try.

She looked up at him calculatingly.

"Okay. But the sex has to be on my terms, not yours."

She had him at ’sex’. As long as there was sex in it, it could be on any terms she wanted, he wasn’t fussy.

"Sure baby, however you want it. I’m happy to oblige."

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*DOCTOR’S SURGERY*

"Umm," Delphi was unusually reticent as she sat in the chair in the doctor’s surgery.

"Just explain what you’re worried about," said the female doctor Rutherglen had found for her.

The doctor was very no nonsense, and apparently, she was a ’friendly’.

"Well, this is a bit embarrassing, actually."

"I can promise you; it won’t be anything I haven’t seen before."

"It might be," Delphi muttered to herself. "You see the thing is, I’m extremely ’sensitive’... in a good way... well maybe not in a good way, but anyway, I’m extremely sensitive ’down there,’ and I wondered if I might have been tampered with."

"By ’down there’, you mean your vagina, Delphi?"

Delphi blushed beet red and nodded. Did she have to be so specific?

"’Tampered with’ how?"

"You know, maybe operated on?"

"You think you might have been operated on, without your knowledge?" the doctor tried not to sound disbelieving. She had seen a lot over her years of practice.

Delphi nodded awkwardly, not wanting to elaborate.

She ducked her head, "there was this time when I had my wisdom teeth removed under a general anaesthetic. Maybe then..." she trailed off.

The doctor looked at her kindly, removing her glasses.

Delphi thought that maybe this woman had decided she was paranoid and had a mental health problem, but at least she was humouring her.

"Alright then, let’s get you all checked out. I’m sure it’s nothing, but you’ll feel better when you know for sure."

She certainly hoped it was nothing, but she was fairly sure that was a vain hope...

When the examination was over, she got dressed and sat back beside the doctor’s table.

The woman’s eyes were blazing. "Who did the surgery on you?" her voice was heated.

"I’d rather not say," said Delphi. "So there has been some surgery?"

The doctor nodded furiously. "Yes! You have been ’tampered with,’ as you so nicely put it. Someone has reduced your clitoral hood and enhanced your g-spot!"

"Why would you do those surgeries?"

"To increase your sensitivity during lovemaking. Theoretically, they should make you hyper-sensitive so you can climax very easily. I’ve only heard about this kind of surgery, I’ve never seen it done. Most women are content with their natural ability to become aroused. This sort of surgery could lead to hyper-arousal where you can become stimulated just going about your daily business. Is that something that happens to you?" she asked Delphi compassionately.

"It did happen once, yes. It was very embarrassing."

"I imagine it would be. I see you’re still a virgin, so you mustn’t be married yet. You’ll find that during lovemaking you’ll also be extremely sensitive. It may mean that you climax very quickly and often. It shouldn’t be too much of a problem if your husband is a good man."

Delphi was far too awkward to want to discuss any of the experiences she had already had with Alton, so she just nodded.

"Is there anything that can be done to reverse it?"

"No, I’m afraid not, that ship has sailed. But honestly, it really shouldn’t be a big problem in your life. It sounds like you’ve already learnt to live with it?"

"I guess I have," Delphi sighed. "Well, thank you for confirming that for me. It’s good to finally have my suspicions confirmed, for what it’s worth."

"I’m sorry that happened to you without your consent. I’m sure there’s a difficult story behind it, but I won’t push you on it. Just know that if you want to take it any further, I’m here to help."

"Thank you," said Delphi gratefully. "You’ve done more than enough already."

The last thing she wanted to do was further involve this lovely woman. Coming here had put her in enough danger as it was.