Date: Tue, 9 Mar 2004 16:24:16 -0800 (PST)
From: Lillian Luthor <lilli_luthor1961@yahoo.com>
Subject: Training Day

Training Day
Fandom:  The Green Mile
Pairing:    Brutal/Percy
Rating:     R
Feedback:  lilli_luthor1961@yahoo.com
Warning:  Non-con (sort of)
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He got the idea from Wild Bill.  Paul was in his office.  Dean and Harry
were at the watch desk.  He and Percy's shift had just begun and he knew in
a few hours Dean and Harry would be off.  That left he and Percy time alone
before having to start the third watch.

Brutal went to Paul and asked if Percy could help him straighten out the
dungeon.  Now the dungeon was the place they took the bodies of the
prisoners after their execution.  A long flight of wooden stairs led the
way to the cavernous brick tunnels that at one time served as the solitary
confinement cells.  To the right was the entrance where the executions took
place.  A long slanted corridor led to the morgue.  Metal rings still
jutted out from the walls, where unruly prisoners were disciplined.
'Tonight it's your turn Percy', Brutal thought.

The diminutive man followed Brutal down the steps truculently, trying
desperately not to soil the pristine uniform he wore.

"Why are we here?" the little man said with a drawl.

"It's training day", Brutal rasped.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Percy asked, trying to look more bored than
he already was.

"It means", Brutal said turning, moving into Percy's personal space, "that
this is where you learn to respect authority."

"Whose authority?" Percy smirked, trying hard not to let his mounting fear
show.

"For now...mine."

With that Brutal effortlessly slammed the smaller man against the wall
using his height and weight for leverage.  Percy tried to scream, but his
mouth was quickly covered by the older mans.  Percy squirmed, trying to get
away, but Brutal was much stronger the he.  Pushing his body even closer to
Percy's he bought one huge hand up and placed it over the pouting lips that
tormented him nightly in his dreams.

"You can fight me if you want", Brutal moaned against Percy's ear, "But if
you scream, I'll snap your neck before the words get out."

Brutal looked into the big brown eyes now round as saucers and full of
fear.

"Do you understand me?"

Percy nodded.

"Good. The first lesson is doing as your told.  Raise your hands above your
head", Brutal barked.

Percy hesitated for just a second, but thought it wise to comply.  He may
have had connections, but they would do him no good down here. Raising his
hands slowly over his head, he gasped, but quickly silenced himself when
they were caught in the bigger man's strong grip and fastened to the metal
rings protruding from the wall.

Blue-gray eyes studied his hostage, as Brutal decided what to do next.

Slipping off his gun belt and quickly undoing the buttons of his jacket,
Brutal traced his fingers over Percy's chest, eliciting a moan from his
pursed lips.

"Interesting", Brutal whispered, raising one blonde eyebrow.

He leaned down again and sucked Percy's soft pink lips into his mouth,
before tracing his tongue between them, demanding entrance.  Percy thrashed
his head back and forth, refusing to give in to his captor.

"Let me in", Brutal growled, pressing his mouth harder against the
brunette's.

Percy remembered the threat and parted his lips.  His mouth was quickly
ravaged, as the older man grabbed both sides of Percy's face and plundered
his mouth.  His tongue sought out every crevice, tasting and tracing every
inch of the warm wet orifice.  Brutal let one hand fall and find it's way
between them.

"Spread your legs", he ordered, and Percy complied.

Brutal licked his way down Percy's chin, neck and nipples through his
shirt.  He knelt down between the captive guard's legs, reaching back up
with one hand and inserting his fingers in his sweet hostages mouth.

"Suck them", he grunted.

Percy felt the rough pads of his fingers against his tongue.  He lightly
sucked, until he felt the wet warm mouth of his attacker against his
crotch.  His hips bucked involuntarily and he began to suck the offered
digits in earnest.  Brutal sucked Percy through the fabric of his uniform
as he fucked his mouth with his fingers.

"That's right", he growled, "Get them nice and wet."

Percy whimpered around the fingers.  His cock grew increasingly hard as the
rough voice and the skillful mouth worked around his covered flesh.  He
longed for the "training" to stop and desired even more to feel that
experienced mouth against his skin.

"Percy? Brutal?" Paul's voice called from the top of the stairs.

Percy was surprised at how gracefully Brutal rose to his feet and walked
the short distance to the foot of the stairs.

"Yeah Paul?"

" I want to have a quick meeting before Dean and Harry leave.  Y'all finish
up down there and come up to my office."

"Right away Paul."