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It had been a long three days for Ste but Dodger helped a lot with trying to keep on the low down around the prison. Ste felt like he was back at school trying to fit in all the time, having the separate groups around the place. A lot of the inmate seemed pretty rough around the edges but then there were the druggies that were just in here for possession and the thieves like him. The majority of them where pretty tame and surprisingly a few of them hung around with Dodger now and then. Ste found out the second day in Dodger was in for murdering his girlfriend, obviously he denies it but Ste actually believes him. Ste was sick of the clothing, everyone looked the same. Simple beige pants with a matching button up shirt and a white t-shirt underneath. Some guys had jeans, you could buy them here also black waterproof coats. It was easy to tear inmates from guards, black uniform with a button up jacket, white shirt and black tie. Some of them didn't wear he jacket just a jumper. But Brady wore tight fitted shirts with a thin black tie and the button up jacket. His pants were also a nice fit, clear out line of his package. Ste found it hard to forget.
Ste had not seen much of Brendan Brady the first two days, just standing in the Dining room watching him or in the yard following him with his eyes. Ste didn't know how to feel about this or react to it but every time their gazes locked he would feel a buzz running though him making his stomach flip. He would blush and look away, trying to wash away he feeling of Brady's stare. Brendan's face never faulted just the same old blank expression that spread over his face, which is what confused Ste about this whole thing. What did Brady want?
Ste was heading back to his cell alone trying to be as quick as possible. Passing one of the cells he felt a thick strong hand grab his forearm and pull him in. He tripped and flew across the floor. Ste couldn't breathe let alone think, he just saw this large bulky man standing at his feet. Ste's heart sped up instantly. He recognised this man, he had been hollering at him since he arrived. Wolf whistles across the dining room, saying how he would ruin him while running his eye over Ste's body. He made Ste feel violated just from that. Now he was trapped by this man, at his mercy and he didn't know what to do.
"Hey newbie, how is it going?" The man took a slow step towards Ste making him shuffle back and hit the desk behind him.
"W-what do you want?"Ste turned his gaze to the floor, pressing himself against the desk as much as possible. The man's feet where either side of Ste's knees as he lowered to crouch over him.
"What do you think? Someone needs to give you the welcome that fine piece of ass deserves." He brought a finger up to Ste's face to graze his cheek bone. Ste was now shaking at the confirmation that this guy didn't just want to beat him up, he planned to rape him.
"Please," Ste surprised himself with how strong that came out. "I don't want to." He whimpered, losing the strength in his voice. He was about to cry but knew if he did that would be it, they would know how weak he is.
"Now, now. Just be good and I won't hurt you." They guy said with a voice laced with lust. It made Ste sick. The man didn't waste any time and went straight to Ste's trousers. Ste started screaming and trying to kick him away continually slapping the guys hands off him but doing no good.
"GET OFF ME!" Ste screeched but the guy had already pulled his pants down to his knees. He was now shoving is own pants open rubbing himself through is pants. Ste was in shock, he couldn't be raped. All he could do now is through a fit and stop the guy from touching him.
"Stop it you little brat!" the man trapped Ste's legs by kneeling on his thighs and grabbed Ste by the neck. "Will hurt more in you make a fuss!"
The guy was suddenly gone with a sudden roar of another voice in the room Ste blinked in shock and saw Brendan holding the man against the wall by his neck with his forearm. Brady's teeth where bared and he was snarling at the guy who was now cowering against the wall. Ste has never seen such anger in a man's eyes, even when Terry would beat him he had was angry but it was nothing compared to this rage He could only stare.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!?" Brady shouted in his face, the man just flinched at every word spoken.
"S-sorry Brady! I am sorry!" the man cried. How was this man gone from a fearless rapist, to a timid little body that looked ready to be beaten to a pulp.
Brady pressed harder on the man's neck and all he could do was clutch at Brady's arm.
"You will be. You sick fucker." Brady said in a low fierce voice that was surprisingly more horrifying than him shouting. Another guard had run to the door Hearing the commotion. Brendan threw the Man at the other guard for him the restrain.
"Take Trevor too solitary. For a month." The guard face changed with shock as did this now named Trevor. The Guard did not say anything just started to take Trevor out of the cell.
"No! Please Brady!" Trevor screamed as he was being dragged away.
Brendan turned to Ste and his face softened slightly. Ste realised he was still sat on the floor with his pants at his knees and he quickly pulled them up with the need to cover himself from Brady.
"Are you alright?" Brendan's voice was a mix of concern and vulnerability which was soon enough controlled.
"I am now, t-thank you Brady." Ste said glancing up from the floor to Brady and back.
"I told you, call me Brendan. Here." Ste looked up do Brady offering a hand. Ste took it cautiously, but was soon as their skin touched it was an electric pulse running through them. Ste's heartbeat increased as Brendan pulled him up to his level, their bodies where inches apart while they couldn't look away from one another.
"Thanks." Ste puffed out, realising he was holding his breath. Brendan's eyes where wide and his mouth hung open slightly. He quickly snapped it shut and stepped away.
"Well, c'mon better get ye back to your cell."He said leading the way but stopped just outside the cell to make sure Ste was following.
As they were walking down to the cell people where staring, obviously hearing the commotion and seeing Trevor leave. After a handful of pinched looks they make it to the cell and Ste deflates on the bed.
Brady stands next to him looking down on him, "feeling better?" no emotion in his voice. Ste looks up at him with his eyebrows drawn together.
"Yea fine and dandy, me." He spat with sarcasm. He heard Brady hum with a chuckle, Ste looked at him with shock. Did he not realise he was nearly raped? Nearly, I guess that's thanks to Brendan. Brendan took a seat next to him.
"Cocky thing aren't ye?" Ste glanced up at the amusement on his face.
"Look Brady-sorry Brendan, this isn't funny." Ste sighed and looked at his hands in his lap. Brendan Grunted and stood up.
"I am aware, but you will have to get over it soon. You have a lot more threats walking around." He was not at Ste's desk glancing at his belongings. His words make Ste groan.
"I can't do this!" He stands facing Brendan. "They will kill me out there!" He is pleading at Brendan but he doesn't know what for. Brendan stares at his face a while longer before speaking.
"What is someone like you doing in a place like this?" He says with wonder and nothing more. Ste looks down ashamed.
"I-I needed money, took some money for the place worked." He was playing with his hand, still worrying about the next 6 months in here.
"Bit pathetic, but guess we all need something." Brendan watched him carefully.
"Shut up right, you don't know shit!" He was turned and pushed against the desk with a sudden weight on top of him.
"And I couldn't a one." Brendan spat, leaning in close clear aggression in his eyes. "Remember who you are talking to, boy." Ste could tell this close up that Brendan was in his late 20s maybe early 30's but his only made him look more handsome.
"Yeah, sorry." He whispered, knowing Brendan could hear him, being this close. Brendan face softened and his eyes became hooded.
"Well, Prisons not all bad Steven." Brendan lowers his gaze to Ste's lips and back up to his eyes. This made Ste flush, fully aware they are touching from chest down.
"Really?" Is all Ste could muster up. Brendan smirked a little and leant futher in. Ste could feel his breath on his lips.
"Someone like you could easily find a hobby." With that he gave one simple hard grind against Ste, making him gasp and look at Brendan's Lips. All he wanted to do now was to attach his own to them.
Before he could even think about leaning in Brendan stepped away out of reach and cleared his throat. Ste deflated onto the desk, licking his lips and eyes never leaving Brendan's.
Brendan smoothed his moustache down with his fingers and stood tall. Glancing over Ste and noticing a slight tent forming in his pants. Ste blushes realising the same effect Brendan has on him.
"I will come check up on you after dinner, till then sort your head out and stay out of trouble." Brendan's tone was strong and forceful making it clear to Ste that he was deadly serious.
All Ste could do was nod once and the Brendan took his leave. Ste sat on the bed slowly and found himself completely blown out the water by the current events. Brendan erased his memory of the fact he was nearly raped and replaced it with the fear of Brendan Brady. The fear of what he could do, the fear of what he was making Ste feel and the fear of what Ste wanted to do to him. Ste wanted Brendan more than he feared him the more he thought about it. He couldn't wait for Brendan to come to his cell.
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