GUNDAM 00 KINK MEME
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Gundam 00 KINK MEME
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The young Krugis teen felt the sensations over taking him and the feelings as they pooled in the pit of his stomach. He tried with everything he had to swallow the sounds that continued to build in the base of his throat. He kept his eyes looking to the ground ashamed that his body would betray him so. There was nothing he could do, he tried to control it but it seemed his body’s natural urges out powered his will power this time. No matter how strong the steel that made that will was. His arms tensed in their bonds as small hands became fists. Setsuna clenched his eyes closed and sunk his teeth further into his bottom lip to hold back the ever persistent moan that was begging to make its self known. As the man continued the gentle motions of his hand his lips broke apart and a weak “Stop it.” came out with a light moan behind it. His cheeks flushed brighter at the sound of his own voice. ‘Pathetic Soran, Pathetic.’ he scolded himself mentally as his eyes opened to small slits. Much to the boy’s dismay he could feel every motion of his lower half as he lost complete control over what his body was doing, and that soft moan finally escaped his lips.
Graham didn't say a word. For now what he was doing wasn't any form of trying to draw information out of the boy. That would come later. It could be called pity or any number of things but Graham didn't see any reason not to let the boy enjoy the responses of his body before it was turned against him. It wouldn't take much longer considering how responsive the kid was and so Graham found it rather pointless to tell the kid he wasn't going to stop. The increasing motion of his hand should have told the boy his reply to that enough on its own. He did have some decency after all.
It was only a few more moments before the boy's body reacted the way the older man had been waiting for. The boy's eyes clenched shut again and he kept his head looking to the ground not willing to his captor see the shame at was cast over his young features.
Graham was ready and caught all of the white liquid he could in the small jar. He screwed the cap tightly onto it and headed to the door where he set it on the table. Quickly he opened the door and requested water and a rag. The items were brought to him immediately and he cleansed his hands. He then carried it too the boy, dipped the cloth into the water and began to gently wipe the substance from his skin. "Look kid," he said as he carefully cleansed him. "The harder you make this the worst it's going to be on you. You team mates or whatever they are won't be coming for you. Even if they could find this base there are so many troops here that they would simply be captured as well. No ones coming and eventually we will get our information. It will just be easier on you if you just tell us everything now." Graham knew that this was probably the only time he would act gentle with the boy. He didn't really figure that the kid would willingly revel information but it was always worth a try.
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"Yes," Graham answers shortly as he rose and moved back to the basin of water where he dropped the rag once the boy was clean. "Yes," Graham answers shortly as he rose and moved back to the basin of water where he dropped the rag once the boy was clean. He didn't need to worry about writing anything down everything that was said in the room was being recorded anyway. So he came to stand in front of the boy and crossed his arms. "So?" he prompted him.
Setsuna took in a deep breath and let out a sigh. He had to make this believable. He'd lie about something simple. Like his name. Not like he hadn't done that before. "Kamal Majirif." he said quickly looking shifting his gaze to the side to give the effect of shame. He had to make himself appear to be ashamed of telling the enemy something classified.
"Ah a name. Far enough. Well Kamal that earns you back your shorts." he moved over to the bed and retrieved the small scrap of fabric. "Now here's how this is going to work. I'm going to undo your legs one at a time and slip them into the shorts. If you so much as twitch wrong not only will you get a bullet to the leg you will stay naked for the duration of your stay here," he didn't wait for the boy to confirm that he understood what was being said. The child was obviously intelligent if he was able to pilot the suit as he did. He was fairly certain that he hadn't been given the boys real name but that was no matter. They would start playing for keeps later. He knelt by the boy’s feet and unlocked one cuff. The moment it was free he grasped the ankle firmly in his hand and waited for any sort of resistance.
Setsuna didn't move. He stayed completed still and for the first time during his capture Setsuna was completely cooperative. Like hell he'd tell that bastard anything. And from the expression he was given in return, Setsuna was quite certain the man was just humoring him. Coming from the background he did the boy figured that things would get much worse. There was no way this was it. He grew up in conditions worse than what he was currently faced with. And he figured the man knew that. Most people could tell where he was from - well at least the general area- just by looking at him. Most people figured he was from Azadistan. -For as much as he hated being mistaken for a resident of that country at the moment Setsuna would take it.
Not feeling any resistance from the boy he slipped the fabric onto his leg. Immediately afterward he reclasped it in the shackle and quickly repeated the process with the other leg. After both legs were firmly secured Graham rose and moved the fabric up until it was settled on the boy hips properly. Then he stepped back from the boy. "Well Kamal, I'll let you enjoy that little endorphin induced high your body is still on for now. There are some things I need to take care of. In the mean time, you should think of just how cooperative you are wanting to be. Enjoy your rest while you can. I have a Gundam to play with," he said with a smirk. He turned and moved out of the room snatching the little jar as he left. Two of the guards nodded and stepped back inside the room to watch over the prisoner as he left. He just had a few simple rounds to make before he would be back to talk with the boy.
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Graham grinned as he walked out. Judging by the kids tone he had just gleaned his first real piece of information. Damn he was good when he wanted to be. His first stop was too the lab where dropped off the first sample to the doctor and told him on no uncertain terms that he would have to obtain the second one himself if he wanted. The doctor didn't protest but simply handed over a small box. Graham tucked it under his arm and headed to their main control room next. He was immediately pulled into a visual conference with the heads of the Union where he reported the name of both the kid and the Gundam he had already obtained as well as the fact that he was almost certain that Exia was the proper name for the Gundam. He listened carefully to the report by Billy about the progress on the Gundam, which was virtually none. After being ordered to continue the work and that further troops would shortly be deployed. Graham headed off to visit the Gundam. He spent some time simply admiring it before he climbed up into it and order them to clear the cockpit. After about a half hour of murmuring it's name as he would a lover and drifting his hands over controls that were somewhat familiar yet so different. He climbed out offering the suggestion that the thing was more then likely voice activated judging from the lack of response. He left the technicians to their work and stopped in the cafeteria for a quick bite before returning to his room to change. A plain white muscle shirt and standard issue gray pants were much more suitable for what he would be doing with his evening. He had a "date" with a more then likely uncooperative pilot. Upon leaving his room he snatched a rather large black duffle back, made certain that his gun was properly loaded and tucked away and snatched up the little case he had been given. Whistling a merry tune - he was more then a little thrilled with his work thus far- he made his way back to the prioner's cell.
Setsuna was growing tired of these chains. He could feel the metal digging into his wrists and ankles. Lockon better get here soon because the Middle Eastern teen was becoming more annoyed by the second. How could he let this happen? He could hear Tieria in the back of his mind screaming at him for making such a vital error to Vader's precious plans. The boy let out a groan as he continued to glare at the floor.
As earlier the outside guard opened the door without question and the inside guards stepped aside at his command. He gave one of them a short list of things he would be needing shortly. As he moved into the room he dragged the small table closer and set the case on it. The bag he settled onto the floor. "Did you make up your mind while I was gone Kamal?" he asked with a slight smile to his face.
"Kamal" raised his head with the usual glare plastered back the way it should be. His shoulder still hissed at him when he moved so he opted for not moving much. He'd fighting more when the pain stopped. It wouldn't be too much longer. He'd done this many times before. He was amazed that he didn't have to deal with any smartass remarks about his heritage -yet. Maybe he couldn't tell by looking like everyone else seemed to be able to. Or maybe he was just playing it safe and not assuming things. Either way Setsuna didn't trust him. Instead of verbally answering Setsuna gave the man a groan and looked to the floor again. His mood had changed dramatically after the bastard threatened to touch his Exia.
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'You son of Bitch. I will shoot you when I break free. How dare you lay hand on my Gundam.' Setsuna growled mentally. He was getting kinda tired of hearing a name that was not his own but it seemed the bastard bought it so that was all that matter. Setsuna looked up at the man with a bored glare. His tongue got the better of him and he spoke in a sarcastic mocking tone. "I grew up with a happy family, and my favorite color is blue. What else would you like to know my birthday?" he snapped at the blond with a smug grin. Setsuna would rather die then tell him anything. Beside little did he know the only way Exia would move was if he commanded it to. He had high doubts that they would be able to over ride the system. Besides even if by some miracle they did it would take them a long time.
"You know," Graham began conversationally as he opened the little case and flipped back the lid. "It would be a shame if we can't make your Gundam actually work for us. I have a few hunches as to why its not, but if we really can't make it work we can always take it apart and analyze its technology. I have to think that doing that would be somewhat like raping it." Inside the case were several small vials of different liquid all carefully labeled and a small pack of needles. "You would be surprised what a person’s blood can say. Like your heritage, your linage, and even your real name if any of your records were properly filed, although I am sure celestial being would not allow them to continue to exist. You know exactly what sort of information I am after. Will you cooperate or should simply begin to attempt to force it out of you?"
Setsuna's eyes flared with anger at the mention of taking apart his Exia. That Gundam was his whole reason for his living. His whole reason for existence. Take it apart? You might as well tear apart Setsuna's soul while you're at it. The boy struggled in his bonds again and yelped feeling the pain come back in his right shoulder. He went back to his previous position and he glared at the man. "Kill me. You might as well just kill me now." he spat defiantly as ever
"Ah yes, that would make life very easy for you now wouldn't it?" He pretended to debate over what little vial he wanted out of the box first. Pulling out one with a blue label he pulled out and readied a needle. He inverted the vial and pierced the needle through the lid. "You know the best part of blood work?" he said conversationally. "It tells us exactly what will and what won't affect you. This little baby," he placed the vial back safely in the case as soon as the needle was full. "Is something new the union is working on. I'm told in all tests it has proven incredibly effective. Since it is so new you aren't resistant too it. Even your previous resistances won't keep this drug from working." He stepped to the boy and grabbed his arm firmly with one hand and shoved the needle into the boys arm with the other. He pressed the clear fluid into the boy’s body and stepped back to wait. "It should only take a few moments," he told the boy as he stepped back to the table to replace the needle. "The beauty of that drug is that it's going to bring your nerves to life through some highly advanced chemical processes that I will spare you the description of. All you should really care about is the fact that every sensation your body feels will shortly be magnified ten fold." Crossing his arms Graham stood back to wait.
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