The Interrogation Meme

[snaketrap]

 The Interrogation Meme

 

 Your crimes were unspeakable, your lies were outnumbered, but finally you've been caught.
They bring you in, sit you down, and chain you up. No matter what power you have, no matter
how strong you are, you're not going anywhere so get comfy.
It's going to be a long night.
 

 

Rules
1. Post with your character, canon, and any prefs - You're the captive
2. Tag around to other characters. You're the interrogator.
3. Roll. Or, you know, don't.
3. Horribles.


RNG OPTIONS
1. Truth serum
You know this person isn't going to speak easy but you've got a surprise for them. This serum aught to loosen their lips a little.

2. Torture
The old fashion way might work best for this particular fellow. How about those nail screws?

3. Bargain
You've got something they really want, or really need. If they fess up, if they tell the truth of the matter, they'll get it.

4. Black mail
So, remember that night about ten years ago...? You know something they don't want the rest of the world to know and you're going to use it.

5. Seduction
Just because they're in chains on a chair doesn't mean you two can't have a little fun, right? Might be even more fun, come to think about it.

6. Leverage
Whether it's love, drugs, or something else -- it's hanging above your head. You're craving, aren't you? Or maybe that someone special is in danger if you don't spill.

7. WILDCARD
BECAUSE GIRAFFE. 

Comments

[weallfalldown]

[Blearily, Zack opens his eyes and blinks up at the ceiling, the words coming in and going out one ear. He can't think of what passwords Tseng is asking for, but he needs to answer...so Tseng doesn't stop.

So he takes the initiative and asks his own question.] W-what passwords, Tseng...? I can't rememb-ah! [He bites his lip, dragging his hands down Tseng's thighs and back up, his breath coming in huffs. He was going to lose it soon if Tseng wasn't careful.] Oh, shit...T-Tseng....

[killappeal]

For Angeal's systems. The passwords.

[He slows to answer that much, a hunt of what will happen if Zack doesn't answer him...or doesn't answer him quickly. He'll simply withdraw his attentions. He smirks a little, but backs off slightly, pinching the base of Zack's dick. He doesn't want him to come just yet, after all. That would ruin the game.]

[weallfalldown]

Angeal's... [Zack's hips lift, mouth open on a groan as Tseng squeezes almost enough to hurt. His eyes focus for a minute, on some specks on the ceiling, the overhead lighting and then he's breathing again.]

I-if...the morrow is barren of promises. N-AH...Nothing shall forestall my return... [He squirms under Tseng after reciting the verse, sure to have had it beaten into his head as much as it had into Angeal's.] P-please, Tseng...please? I want....

[killappeal]

[It takes Tseng a beat to get that. To understand that Zack isn't just babbling for the sake of it, even if it really does sound that way for a moment. He's heard the verse. He knows what it's from. And he hadn't seen Angeal Hewley as all that fond of it.

The redhead's name. Birthday. Apples. They'd tried all of those but never that. Never something more fitting.]

Are there other passwords?

[He makes a shushing noise, like he's soothing a toddler, kissing Zack's face with a feral smile on his own lips as he begs.]

Do you want to come?

[weallfalldown]

E-each sentence...different password. [Zack manages, attempting to lift his hips into his hand, but not getting anywhere with it. His frustration is mounting.]

Mmm...Please? Tseng...?

[killappeal]

[Tseng lets him struggle a moment. It's endearing to see Zack this way. Hot as well. He has to force his mind back to interrogation.]

Well you did say please. And you've been so good. Telling me what I need to know.

[He wants to encourage it. Reward it. He drops to his knees in front of him in one fluid motion. His lips close around Zack's cock a moment later and a moment after that the blowjob is well underway.]

[weallfalldown]

[There's something in the back of his mind that tells him he's being tricked, but when his head slumps forward, watching Tseng slip out of his lap, elegantly settling on the knees in front of him, he forgets about it completely.]

Tseng... [He manages to breath out his name before the Turk goes down on him, and hell, its much like the last time. He isn't going to last long at all. Damn his inexperience and tendency to get over excited. He supposes the puppy nickname really does apply here.

But he's doing an admiral job of hanging on, taking in deep breaths and rhythmically, shakily, lifting his hips up towards Tseng's gorgeous mouth.]

[killappeal]

[Tseng hums around him. It's good. Too good seeing Zack coming undone. This time there is no surprise and Tseng enjoys himself. He laps at the head, tongue exploring the little slit and he doesn't even mind the taste. He hqs his hand on what isn't in his mouth but the next stroke brings Zack even deeper.

He swallows around him. Not gagging though it's tempting because Zack is almost too big for blowjobs in his opinion. He caresses his hips and lets him have the bit of control because it's too good.]

[weallfalldown]

[Zack's shallow thrusts lose some of their rhythm, his thighs shaking with each one as his boots raise up off the floor to help him. The string of words and curses and moans coming from his mouth don't have much end in sight, eyes closed tight as his fingers grip the arms of the chair. They groaned with the force, threatening to break it before one of Zack's hands slips down, covering Tseng's to squeeze, perhaps more brutally than Tseng would have.

But it keeps him from coming, and he keeps his hand there, covering Tseng's as his entire body shakes with the want to get off.] S'too good to stop...Please? I want more...

[killappeal]

[The sounds falling from Zack's lips are incredible and distracting. Tseng wants to simply listen to them. But he can't stop. He swallows again compulsively and groans around the length in his mouth. He's hard and aching as well but it can wait.

Then Zack is asking for more. Again. Tseng is tempted. Sorely. But the hand gripping his hard enough to bruise grounds him in reality for the moment. Even if he bent Zack Fair over the desk now he'd come too quickly.

So Tseng lifts his eyes to meet Zack's and doesn't back off.]