get me out

[commemeorate]

THEKINDASTUCKMEME
Well, at least it's not glue.

RULES:
o1. Put down your character ( name | series | any preferences).
o2. Those replying can pick / rng / ask Snape on the astral plane to choose one of the prompts below.
o3. You know what they say: birds of a feather get stuck in questionably legal situations together!

Hope you enjoy your enforced quality time, when you're both stuck -

o1 in traffic, after an atrocious argument.
o2. distracting this person, while your partner in comedy/crime organizes their surprise party, or slashes their car tyres.
o3. defending the base for the next vicious 42 min, until your cavalry to get here. Ladies, gentlemen: good luck.
o4. on a raft, idly drifting the way of the nearest deserted island, a surely cute shark in tow.
o5. in an air vent, after fruitlessly stalking this person, whom you thought to be a serial killer. They don't make friendly neighbours like they used to.
o6. trapped in a codependent relationship with your bed / pet / really domestic hobby, from which this person hopes to break you by way of alcohol a social intervention.
o7. in a waiting room, while you're hanging around for the results for a highly embarrassing disease test, and would really rather not run into anyone you kno - ...God damn it.
o8. trying to safely navigate through a department store, after carelessly forgetting you were out on your measly errand during Black Friday / the year's biggest one-day sale.
o9. standing guard in front of a bedroom with this nigh-stranger, so your Romeo-Juliet-like friends can finally get it on in behind closed doors, thematic noises included. Get the small talk going.
10. with your hair in one of their zippers. You pick which. Everyone else just points and laughs.
11. delivering some pretty terrible news to them.
12. with your hand in their mailbox, just as they're coming out of their house, or apartment.
13. doing the dishes, when you both forgot your wallets and can't foot the bill.
14. playing moral support for your friend, who's stuck in a magician's box, while said magician goes off to look for the key. And coffee. And dinner.
15. reading a manual on how to defuse a bomb, or a very sensitive alarm system. Tick-tack. No rush.
16. waiting for the movie reels to get changed over from an accidental porn showing, courtesy of teenagers in charge of the screening room. You're also out of popcorn.
17. under the only stone building around for miles in the middle of an acidic rain. And then you wonder whether pollution's really on the rise.
18. on the roof, after the ladder's snapped in half. Your neighbour's particularly irritable cat might also be out on the prowl.
19. in a bdsm swing. Look, no one's judging.
20. baby-sitting, pet-sitting, or car-sitting. Yes, that new Ferrari needs day and night surveillance.
21. in a lake, because this person caught you skinny-dipping and won't. Go. Away.
22. on the phone for an important interview / business conversation, while this person tries to distract you.
23. waiting to be ransomed, while in the actually quite loving care of especially incompetent criminals.
24. with your and this person's thumbs engaged in a dysfunctional Chinese finger trap.
25. waiting for them to make the Important Announcement they've been hinting at all week, while they taunt and tease you with it.

Comments

[notayoungman]

It was all strangely fascinating to Jack, in a distant sort of way. He'd never considered such control was possible, but soldiers learned to control all manner of urges and instincts, especially in the field. Why wouldn't this be any different? But for it to be McCree learning it, that was what really mattered. He didn't think the little upstart was capable of learning any sort of control. But this was a bit different than keeping his weapon holstered.

It was the mention of following orders without complaint that got the strongest reaction from Jack, however. He perked up slightly, an eyebrow lifting. He always knew Ana was good at whatever she put her mind to, but taming someone like McCree? That was something of a miracle.

"And how long could he stay like this and not..." another gesture, his face still showing a bit of color. He still couldn't bring himself to say it.

[calltheundertaker]

"In the ropes? I won't be keeping him suspended for more than... another fifteen minutes perhaps. To make sure that his circulation isn't cut off too badly. Though that's not what you're asking about, is it?" She chuckled. "In theory? Hours." Jesse groaned at the thought of being stimulated like this for hours, but Ana just chuckled and petted his hair. "Shush Jesse, this is only your first time. I wouldn't expect you to go for that long."

"I ain't sayin'..." McCree swallowed, trying to get the words out, but fuck it was hard when he was this turned on. "I ain't sayin' hours, but I'm still... I'm still good ma'am." It was hard for him to say that, because fuck did he want to come, he knew his cock was leaking onto the floor, and every second it was getting harder to do anything but beg. But he wanted Ana to be proud of him.

"Is that so? Well then I don't think I'm doing my job very well. This isn't supposed to be easy." Jesse didn't even have a chance to protest that no, no it wasn't easy, really, before she had turned the plug up a notch and Jesse's eyes flew wide and he moaned, every muscle tense. "Oh god..." His voice shook and he bit his lip to keep from saying anything else. It was hard not to just beg to come, especially now that the vibrations had gotten more intense. If only he'd kept his big mouth shut.

[notayoungman]

Jack watched this play out, trying to keep himself composed. However, it was difficult to ignore the tension in the bound man or the fluids accumulating on the floor beneath him. Without context, without Ana's word, he would have assumed a vastly different experience. Then again, he hadn't thought McCree was capable of being so compliant. And meeting the new challenge without much complaint, too.

Slowly, he walked around McCree, hands clasped behind his back. Getting a better angle to see everything, including his desperate and straining cock. Now that the initial shock had worn off, there was a strange sort of curiosity brewing. Especially now that Ana had said it was possible to maintain for hours. He hadn't ever considered something like this, but now a few gears were starting to turn.

"What does it take to learn to maintain for so long?" Still keeping his words professional, as if this were all within standard procedure.