HT 100 Challenge #176 - 8 Hard Years; #116 Be My Valentine
“You gotta do something.”
“Really? And what do I have to do for you, O’Reily?” Officer Howell twisted one of Ryan’s nipples through his t-shirt while shoving her hand down the front of his pants.
“McManus fucking threw Cyril into the hole for fighting. You have to get him out.”
“And what will you do for me?”
Ryan grimaced as Claire squeezed a little too hard. “Uh...” He reached out and started rubbing her tits.
The guard rolled her eyes. “Jesus, I’ve been groped at a Ratt concert with more finesse than that. Did you remember tomorrow is Valentine’s Day?”
O’Reily dropped his hands. “So what?”
Claire undid her belt. “So, you didn’t get me anything?”
Ryan tried not to show his distress as Claire’s pants dropped. “Yeah, just let me run down to Walmart and pick you up something.”
“Don’t tell me you don’t have ways of getting anything you want in here.”
“So if I get you a box of fucking chocolates, you’ll get Cyril out of the hole?”
“How about you show me how much you love me...and I’ll count the ways.”
Ryan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and dropped to his knees. Fucking Cyril.