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No Good Deed Goes Unpunished	By : JustAnotherFangirl Category: M through R > Prison Break Views: 2652 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-No Good Deed Goes Unpunished
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It was hot. And according to the information Michael could gather from the news playing on the television in the garage, it was only going to get worse from this point on. It didn't help that they were already tired, thirsty, and hungry. As he perched on the edge of the hole being dug up by Sucre and C-Note, he listened to the comments flying between their band of misfits. Curses, threats, general grumbling's of their unhappiness, but he couldn't (or wouldn't) give them what they wanted or needed. Thinking on their cohorts distress reminded him of T-Bag and his endeavors to trail after their 'hostess'. Just as he rose to go check on him, the man himself slithered into the room, his lip pulled back from white teeth with a soft 'tss' and a sly grin on his face.

"You boys don't need me, right? Seein as how I'm incapacitated thanks to all of ya." He cooed, his gaze flitting from one face to another before settling on the mastermind of the escape, Scofield. He brandished his still healing hand as if it were some sort of trophy before winking at Sucre when their gazes met. The Puerto Rican curled his lip in disgust and resumed shoveling the dirt out of the hole while C-Note hammered away at the packed earth. Michael glanced down to check their progress while he waited for the now blond criminal to continue in what he was sure would be an attempt to convince them to let him sit this one out.

"See? Looks like you boys got it all unda control. So I'm just gonna have myself a nice tall one with the lady of the house and see if I can't sate some of my more...primal needs." T-Bag gave one last crooked grin and disappeared behind the white door he'd come in from just seconds before Michael could grab him. The younger brother bit back a curse and followed the escapee out into the hallway, grabbing the back of his shirt before he could vanish into the living room with the woman.

"You're not going to lay a finger on her, you hear me?" He hissed, pulling the other back farther as he secured his grip. T-Bag turned in his clutches and fixed him with a predatory stare for several seconds before his gaze flicked behind Michael and back to his clenched jaw.

"Oh I wouldn't dream of it pretty, but you see, keepin a man from his natural instincts just isn't a good idea. Problem with that little tid bit is a man gets cranky and is prone to...violent reactions. Ya get my drift?" With a swift jerk of his shoulder, he persuaded Michael to let go of his shirt and as he took two steps back he ran a hand through his tousled hair. Michael could hear C-Note's heavy footsteps behind him and feel the massive body just inches away from his back. Whether he'd come out to back HIM up or T-Bag he didn't know.

"You're not laying a hand on her. I told you, no one's getting hurt under my watch." The structural engineer's gaze was harsh, commanding, but T-Bag seemed oblivious and nodded over Michael's shoulder at C-Note. He took two steps forward and smiled, chuckling as he leaned in and ran his fingers along the others stomach.

"Unda your watch? I don't think you have jurisdiction way out here. Outside of those prison walls, we're free men Fish. Able to do what ever we please whenever the fancy strikes us. Right now I fancy myself a piece of ass and you're standing in my way." He drawled, his gaze turning from sultry, teasing, to one of malice. In that moment C-Note hooked his arms under Michael's and pinned him so that he couldn't struggle. T-Bag gave him a grin and a wink in response before brushing past the two men and walking up the stairs. A waggle of his finger was all that indicated he wanted C-Note to bring their captive upstairs. C-Note's jaw flexed as he watched him, as if he hated the thought of obeying the other so passively. But he followed the convict without a word and led Michael upstairs and into the room at the far end of the hallway. Michael couldn't even move a muscle to fight back, C-Note had known just how to hold someone so they didn't even try to struggle. It hurt like hell just being restricted like that much less trying to move around. When they entered the room, T-Bag had a coil of rope set out on the bed and was standing by the window, tracing his lips with his uninjured hand.
"Why don't you secure our little genius nice and tight that way you don't have to sit through this here 'punishment'." He purred, his hollow eyes following the curves of Michael's taut body relentlessly. The engineer's eyes widened and his lips parted in shock as his comrade led him to the bed like an obedient dog.
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