Lunch
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Category:
M through R › Prison Break
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,335
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Prison Break, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Lunch
AAN//: Written from some unGodly muse. Seriously, I've got no idea what started this. It's kinda scary.
Lunch
"Uh hu Pretty. You either have sex, or you're fucked. There's a subtle difference." Theodore brandished the knife in Michael's direction, leaving the younger man to wonder just how, exactly, they'd gotten on the subject. "There ain't no sex in prison. Sure, you've got some cohered consensual here and there, trades and the like. But no one has sex. You're either fucking, or fucked." The mischievous smile that lit T-Bag's face made the other male shiver involuntarily. "You and Sucre spent a lot of time behind that sheet, Scofield. You should know the score."
"We were working, T-Bag. You know that." Michael felt sick with the idea that he actually liked the pseudo-endearing name the pedophile called him over his actual name sliding form the perverts lips. The chuckle that caressed his ears like broken glass crunching under foot drew a disgusted face. T-Bag licked the red juice off the knife he'd been brandishing, bringing it down again. "All that working....there was never a time when the two of you just," T-Bag's eyes glittered as he spoke, wrist moving back and forth, spreading the contents of the knife smoothly. "got a bit too tightly wound?"
Michael wasn't sure how 'tightly' had become six syllables, but his eyes stayed connected to the knife. T-Bag's moves were practiced, though the act itself must have been a foreign one. His eyes drew up just in time to catch the con licking his lips, a smile tugging the corners of his eyes. "Shut up and eat your damned sandwich." Michael turned on heel and walked out, leaving T-Bag to push the peanut butter-covered slice of bread on top of the strawberry jelly-covered one. Licking the side of his hand, the brunette laughed.
"Sure enough, Pretty. You're next on the menu."
Fin