Undercover

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When lunch was over, Bina and Nate met on the corridor between the faculty's labs, that in one of them the next class was planned to take place.

"How was the backstage date?" Nate referred to her trip with Danny.

"Honestly? Boring." Bina admitted with a controversial face and a shy smile of guilt.

Nate was very content with Danny's failure to impress, to the extent of the appearance of a curved, ear-to-ear, satisfactory grin on his face.

"What, haven't you seen marvelous buttocks of workers assembling the stages and spectacular soundmen plugging and unplugging cables with a repeated 'one-one, one-two' ceremony?" Nate searched for Bina's heartful smile that came immediately after.

She laughed naturally looking back at him, sharing her sincere joy from the poor joke.

Wow Nate grab a hold of yourself.

"Natey Nate!" They both turned back to find Benjamin behind them. "Hey Bina!"

"Hi", Bina was still smiling with her thick pale pink lips covering her jaw limits.

Benjamin immediately caught Nate's smitten face by the exhibit next to him.

"Tonight at yours?" Benjamin interrupted the harmony sharply, referring to Nate.

Nate nodded indifferently, although trying to dismiss the the topic before it arises once he was reminded of it.

Bina was waiting for a contex. "May I ask what's tonight at Nate's?"

Alarmed by the question, Nate rushed to answer, "Nothing, just team meeting-"

"We are having a gaming eve' tonight there, with the team." Benjamin jumped on the opportunity to embarrass Nate. "Wanna join?"

Bina narrowed her eyes. "Gaming?"

"Yeah, console stuff." Nate still tried to evaporate the whole scene. "FIFA and all that."

"Oh, that's less my thing. Thanks, though." She said.

Benjamin eyes lit at the implication between the line. "Less your thing? What is it, your thing, then?" He locked himself on Bina, holding her with his arm on her shoulders.

"Umm, nothing specific, but I am more of a open world player." She listed a couple of video games of her liking, to the sound of which Benjamin carved a wide hungry smile triggerring Nate's gaping reaction.

"Good, good! We can do that too!" He exclaimed.

"No, Bejamin..." Nate glanced at the confused Bina that was about to be thrown out of a seemingly innocent social activity - led by Nate - because of the wrong reasons.

She shouldn't be there... With them.

Covering his face, he threw a preliminary apology, "Bina there are going to be only men."

"That's okay, such events usually consist of males only." She said with a naive undestanding and added chuckling, "I'm used to it from the meetings I used to attend in highschool."

"All set, then!" Benjamin tapped both their shoulders and ran away, leaving the friends fot the rest of their day.

***

As the day was still young and the evening was yet to come, both youths went back to their homes to freshen up before the gathering. Only a little closer to the yime appointed, both communicated with each other, when Bina texted Nate asking of the dress code.

Should I plan something special appearance-wise?

No, nothing. Come casual, like home.

I might come in pajamas.

Nate giggled at the last message and approved. Whatever you feel comfortable with.

A couple of hours later, his friends started arriving straight to his sofa, turning on his projector screen and arraging the setting with beers and bites. Most of them arrived together ahead of time.

They were already engagrd in their doings when they heard the bell ringing.

"Oh," Benjamin rised from his pouf. "Couldn't have the opportunity to mention," he arranged himself, "glute is coming."

The men simultaneously presented Benjamin a surprised but delighted face.

Nate was annoyed by the name stuck to Bina, but friend be friends. As Benjamin was about to make his way to the entrance door, Nate stoop up silently and quickly overtook him, rushing there.

He opened the door to see the regular bunned Bina, only now with a loose, delicately tied up one that stresses her defined glossy curls, covered with a coat and a fluffy wide scarf. Her nose was slightly blushed from the cold.

Nate invited her in, greeting her with a warm hug.

Wow. That smell. Nate recalled it from their meeting at the match.

He helped her with her wrappers, freeing her inside the living room in her very basic apparel.

No she didn't... Nate covered his face with has palm, peeking from between his hands at the girl the the gray yoga pants and the loose white T-shirt.

Bina inspected the huge house with fully opened eyes, unsure of what her reaction should be.

"First time being inside a mansion?" Nate asked with a funny tone, escorting her to her place.

"Yes..." Bina hesitated for a moment. "To be honest, I have always wondered what these houses look like from the inside. I am very impressed." She answered quietly.

Nate appreciated her humble and honest behavior.

Meanwhile, in the background, the predators were already laying their eyes on her.

"Yoga pants, guys..." Michael whispered just as loud enough for his fellows to hear, while waving hello to the approaching lady.

"And the loose hair? What's with it? I might even call it daring", Chris chuckled.

Nate glared at his buddies all the way escorting Bina to the living room. Even though, it didn't seem to affect them too much.

"Hey Bina! Come, sit," Chris pushed away his neighbours and freed her a place next to him. Nate watched him carefully, and in response the latter posed him an innocent face. "You know Sean, right?"

Sean was sitting on the top of the back of the sofa, boldly towering above all. Bina onky glanced at him and immediately replied with a smile, "Yes, we often see each other in the gym."

The guys were surprised to hear she knows him, although it is not entirely far fetched as Sean's appearance is very unique. He was the tallest and among the group, and had an extraordinary mass of chest and shoulder muscles, making him wide as well. His dark and glossy skin also emphasized his traits, and some might say he was a very appealing man if not for his shaved head.

But back to the introduction session, Bina felt urged to introduce herself as well, "I'm Bina", as she was brutally cut by Benjamin.

"They know you girl," He dismissed her and switched his gaze from one freind to another, "Nate's diploma savior and mother of homework references!" The room filled with cheering calls, whereas Nate was watching the whole spectacle with bothered eyes.

Not so long after, the conversation sharply turned to game picking, eventually choosing a strategic mutiplayer shooter game.

Bina took the controller and confessed she had never played console games before.

"How come?" Benjamin asked, to whom Bina boasted, "PC master race".

At the unexpected words the men aroud burst in a supportive laughter, also having Sean high fiving her.

Nate found the joke as well, but he was too uneasy with the situation to let his mind free. He also noticed the competitive gazes his friends sent to each other by every successful interaction with Bina, which made him feel even worse with calling her over than keeping her uninvited, even though she actually enjoyed her time.

Chris decided to take the wheel first: He tried to explain things about the controller, fakimg attempts to guide her from the side on how to properly hold it. Evetually, he gently wrapped his left arm around her to grap the left side of the controller together with her hand.

Bina was very concentrated in her own analysis of the controller, she barely paid attention to the man pushing himself against her and sniffing her.

"Wow, you smell good," he told her gently smiling, quietly, so nobody in the room could hear.

Nobody except Nate.

"Bina, come on, you don't need this." He interrupted. "It's the same as a PC, just different layout."

Bina agreed and said cynically, "You can't just stop the mansplaining."

Nate grinned satisfied. She removed herself from the chaining man around her and kept it on her own.

Chris glared angrily at Nate while all the attendees giggled at the scene.

An hour passed by extremely fast - time goes by fast when you're having fun - during which Bina also grabbed a beer or two, and munched gummy sweets. All this time Nate sat quietly and played his role in the game without utterring a word.

"Nate, buddy, are you okay?" Benjamin decided to finally ask him what's wrong.

"I will talk to you later about it." Nate didn't even turn around to answer.

"Is that because of the unusal... Composition?" Benjamin of course implied on the extraordinary interaction of the men in the room with the girl.

"You might call it that." Nate looked at Bina seated between the group of his huge friends.

Sick men.

"Yeah, doesn't look good." Benjamin let out a heavy and guilty chuckle.

Not long after, the group began to grow tired of the game. They decided to watch a movie together before dismissing, for which the began trying to switch the channel of the projector. Nate left to the kitchen to fetch more ice cubes and drinks and left the guys to struggle.

"That must be just a detached cable." Bina suggested and stood up to check that matrix on the bar. She bent down and over and turned around a couple of times, assuring everything that can be seen is at place. Being so engaged in her duty, she hadn't even noticed the complete sudden silence that striked the room: The silence of men staring at her streching out different parts of her body.

Benjamin had just brought a ladder on which she climbed and Michael offered to secure under her after noticing that her loose top has plently of shapes to unveil when she raised her hands.

When Nate noticed that his friends were silent for too long, he returned back to them to see the indirect abuse of his partner.

"Michael, move", Nate ordered. "Bina come down, I'll handle this."

The projector had suddently shown a new input channel.

"Oh, it works." Bina said happily.

"Awesome, get down, I'll take it from here."

She started climbing down the ladder, and Nate took her off halfway.

Bina was amused by the ease he had lifting her. He can place me on a single shoulder.

Nate climbled much lower on the ladder he didn't need anyone to stabilize and quickly adjusted the projector's settings for the previously missing input. When he finished, he stepped down and returned the ladder by himself, allowing the men to begin the process of choosing a movie to watch. It's hard to find something new when you have watched almost everything already.

"Bina," Nate approached her quietly, but suddenly changed his tone to normal as others noticed him facing her, "come, I'll show you where the main bathroom is."

Nate pushed her lightly on her back to lead them to privacy.

Bina was very confused. "Um, Nate, it's okay, I don't-"

"No there's no way you are using the guests' toilet as they are"

When they were unseen, Nate put a finger on her lips signalling her not to respond. He leaned on the wall just next to her, lowering his look.

Letting the silence last for a minute, Bina inqired. "Nate?" She asked confused.

Nate looked away, trying to pick up the words to say. "You really unaware of yourself, are you?"

Bina felt a offended, and from joyful but unsure face, her expression changed to a very serious and hurt.

"What did I do?"

Nate felt guilty both from bringing her to the meeting and from the recent accusation.

He sighed heavily, removed his hoodie which was multiple sizes bigger and longer than her, and handed it to her.

"Wear this."

Bina felt uncomfotable with his offer and feared something in her clothes was revealing.

"...Is there something wrong with my clothes? Do I have a hole or something is not opaque enough?" She looked worried at Nate.

He grinned calmly.

"No, it's just what you are wearing."

"You said I could come like this..."

"Yes. I'm still behind my words," he gathered himself, "but there are four other men there washing their eyes with you."

He tried to conceive Bina's level of comprehension of the situation.

"While you were moving there, they were just... Watching your body."

"I'm sorry", Bina lowered her eyes.

"No, that's not what I meant. It's not your fault. You're good." Nate tried to fix the gloom. "You look good." He showed her a gentle smile.

"But is that such a bad thing?" She suppenly asked, disappointed. "That men stare at me."

"Bina, these are not the men you should be stared by."

"Then who are?" Bina asked desperately.

Nate processed his thoughts seeking for an answer, enetually locking his brown eyes at hers, "Those that you actually want them to notice you."

He helped her place herself inside the hoodie.

"That wasn't on purpose", Bina mentioned.

Nate grinned at the obvious remark. "I know."

Nate was about to head back to his friends.

"Did they say to you anything about me?"

Nate hesitated.

"No."

"Took you long enough to answer." A hint of mistrust was heard in her voice.

"I was just wondering what you would prefer to hear."

"The truth. Always the truth."

Nate nodded in self approval, "That's what I thought.

"Come on," he continued, "let's go back."

Bina nodded but remained standing in her place, looking at the empty air.

During the long intimate conversation, the men chattered about Bina.

"What, Benji, are you also in?" Michael offerred him a beer.

"In? In what?" Benjamin questioned suspicoously.

"Oh, haven't heard? We are competing." Michael gulped his beer hastily. As Benjamin made a clueless gesture with his hands, Chris added joyfully pointing to the direction of Bina's disappearance, "her!"

The confused Benjamin slowly started to become shocked, trying to assure he understood the situation correctly, based on the knowledge of his friend's nature.

"You are all insane", he said.

The guys laughed, supporting Michael's announcement, "one less - more chance!"

"Does Nate know about it?"

"Of course, he's out." Michael looked at the wall that hid the corridor that swallowed his friend. "I think. Looks like he's actually participating."

"So who do you bet on, Benj?" Wilson suddenly emerged.

Benjamin gave him a disgusted look. "Keep me out of you deviated habbits, please!" He stood up and grew more interested in Nate's disappearance. "Where is Nate?"

Benjamin paced quietly towards the mysterious corridor, noticing Nate softly looking at Bina while covering her with his hoodie. Seeing the unexpected sight, Benjamin quickly returned back to the living room straight to his pouf, utterring "I bet on Nate", keeping a complete poker face to the sound of his words.

The group let out calls of wonders, but to their misfortune it was just to hear Benjamin criticize them, "You should all stop this."

A few moments later, Nate came out of the cave, followed by the now scared Bina.

"Nate", she called him faintly.

Nate was interrupted by the sound of his name coming from her lips. He turned around to see her still standing by the entrance to the corridor, somewhat curled up.

"I should probably leave."

Pitying the miserable entity, he approached her and lifted her on her shoulder and carried her back to the area of interest.

He quickly made it to the chaise lounge he was sitted on before, placing Bina inside his crossed arms and legs, securing in her place.

"The lady said she's dizzy and should leave, but we are not letting her." Nate said joyfully. He then whispered to her ear, "stay around me, okay?"

Thinking that the gesture might help calm the devourers was too optimistic, though.

"Dizzy? Why would you suddenly be dizzy? Are you pregnant?" Michael immediately jumped on the opportunity to raise the taboo, triggerring a giggle from his fellows.

Bina sneered, keeping her judging eyes fixed at Michael. "Last time I checked, no. I just had one drink too much."

"You can never know, holy Maria was blessed from void." Michael crossed himself.

"Well, I am not Maria, and I don't sleep with the holy spirit." The men laughed at Bina's sharp dismissal.

Nate chuckled as well while tapping on Bina's shoulder for praise. "She's an atheist, don't take it hard", he explained to Michael, who was even a little offended by the bluntness towards his holy symbols.

"What Bina is probably trying to say," Sean intervened, "is that she scientifically cannot be pregnant... Without a physical donor. Right?"

Bina narrowed her eyes in anger. But even before noticing that, Nate tried to stop the fuss. "Guys this conversation is becoming unpleas-"

"No, I'm just taking my pills." She scorned.

Silence fell on the room.

Nate widened his eyes and sent Benjamin a a surprised look with a slightly curved up gaping mouth.

Fuck. He felt an arousal by the implication of her words, quickly distancing himself back from Bina's back, that up until that moment was glued to his torso.

Nate took out his phone from his pocket, hinting Benjamin to check his as well, blindly typing him a text message.

Did you get what I got?

Benjamin nodded back in shock while checking that Bina doesn't look at him.

"Okay, stop this! This conversation is too inappropriate." Nate exclaimed.

Bina, who knew she said too much and noticed Nate drawing back from her, felt very embarrassed.

Great Bina! Now he is probably disgusted by you. Thoughts started filling her head, and she grew angry at herself.

She started to feel hot and her cheeks became blushy to the point she pushed herself away from Nate to remove the hoodie.

"Bina..." Nate tried to have her attention, but she ignored him and continued to the removal of another layer, all men staring at her hungrily. She took off her loose shirt to reveal a simple sleeveless tight shirt underneath and her skinny but sculpted bare shoulders.

Nate neared her again whispering, "Now you can actually get cold."

"I am fine, thank you", she replied angrily.

Nate stared at her from close, appreciating her fair skin and blushy face which now reminded him of a doll.

He especially noticed some faint freckles across the back line of her shoulders, and two beauty spots spreaded on her neck and her chest, as he carefully watched her cleavage.

God help me.