Numb3rs100 - #7 Science and/or Art
Title: The Art of Interrogation
Author: CPWatcher
Pairing/Character: Howard Meeks/Don Eppes/Charlie Eppes
Rating/Category: FRM/slash/incest
Word Count: 300
Spoilers: None
Sequel/Series: Sequel to Jeans of Justice , Can I Get a Witness , Follow the Evidence , Dinner and Dessert , Hello Kettle, I'm Pot , Now That's What I'm Talkin' 'Bout , The Combinations Are Endless
Summary: Game On.
Notes/Warning:
#7 Science and/or Art - 300
The Art of Interrogation
Don walks into the bedroom to find Howard and Charlie naked on the bed, Charlie’s head bobbing up and down on Howard's cock, the attorney's head thrown back in blissful satisfaction. "Nice. Very nice."
Howard looked up at Don's voice. "He's good isn't he? Just like I told you. Mouth was made to give head."
Howard nodded in agreement, "So is mine."
Don smiled, "In due time counselor. There's another game I want to play first" Don held up the padded cuffs. "It's all about trust, Howard. Do you trust us, like we trust you?"
Howard looked at the cuffs, then at Charlie and Don. They trusted him with whatever this was to this point. He nodded. "OK, let's play." He held out his wrists.
Don leaned down and kissed Howard deeply as he handed the cuffs to Charlie. "Good choice Mr. Meeks. You're gonna have a great time. I guarantee it."
Once Charlie secured Howard wrists and threaded the chain through the headboard he sat back and looked to Don for the next move.
Howard's body was flush, his aroused cock pointed up towards his belly. His breathing was slow and deep as he tried to center himself.
"Damn you look good," Don stated. "Good enough to eat."
Howard spread his legs in blatant invitation.
"You know, I used to train tactical analysis back at Quantico. The one thing I enjoyed the most, even to this day is interrogations. There is a vast amount of science behind interrogation techniques. But there is also an art to interrogations. Were you aware of that Mr. Meeks?"
Don reached into his front pocket and pulled out a pack of gum. That's when Howard realized Don was still completely dressed. Don unwrapped his gum and pushed it into his mouth, chewing it quickly.
“The game we're gonna play Mr. Meeks is Good Cop/Bad Cop. Charlie here, he's the good cop. You, you’re the perp who has all the information that I want. That leaves me as the bad cop."
Don leered down at Howard who shivered.
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