WARNING!
Yes strong sexual content....
Chapter eleven
Katt stretched her legs feeling the sun of the cold day hit her face, she glanced over to Michael who was also standing with her in his PI blues.
"His gone now…" Michael said to her, Katt didn't know what to say, but Michael placed a hand on her shoulder, "I now have the piece to the puzzle, so we can start our escape." He smiled as Fernando sat on the table in the near finished break room. Katt turned walking back into the break room looking to everyone.
"So I need out soon, like now!" her voice was a panic, but Michael didn't understand.
Fernando sighed looking to his cross kissing it, Michael even more confused now.
"Emma, she confessed her love for your brother…" Fernando said softly, he'd only heard the news of what happened through Katt, Charles sighed listening to what ever was going on.
Katt bit her lip, but he eyes finally meet Michael's, "When, he didn't say it back, she got upset, and she went home and tried to kill herself…" Katt's voice was rough, but Michael didn't understand, "What you mean?"
Fernando got off the table walking to Michael placing a hand on his shoulder.
Katt got frustrated again kicking a bucket across the room it narrowly missed T-Bag.
"Little fish; you need to chill your Southern cells" He smirked.
"WE NEED TO go NOW!" She yelled not loud enough to be heard by anyone ... Who shouldn't hear.
"She is alive, In Saint Carlisle's hospital." Fernando looked to Michael who swallowed.
"I ... Katt you never..." Michael looked to her as she looked dark at the wall with her arms crossed.
"Can we just get out of here please, Pickle?" She was speaking to Michael but she didn't look at Michael.
"Ok, I know this is going to be hard, but Katt, we still have some stuff to do." He added while his hand touched her arm, it was weird but everything was going to a plan, but he wasn't sure what was going to happen.
Fernando nodded feeling confident in believing Michael; T-bag was feeling the excitement, but it was weird for Katt, one she couldn't be mad at Lincoln he was chained until death, her eyes glanced to Michael, her eyes finding his.
"Katt, you know, when we get out you can't run to Emma, which is where they know you will go…"
Katt rolled her eyes, "I know, I know!" then glancing around the break room that seem to look good now that it was finished. They were just doing final paint work.
Picking up a brush, Katt was biting her whole lower lip, her mind working on how to get to Emma with out being arrested on sight. She painted against the wood grain before her eyes looked to Michael. "Pickle." She stated.
Michael didn't know why but he turned his head looking at her. T-Bag and C-Note and Tweener turned looking at her to speak.
"Never mind." She pulled her eyebrows together and closed her eyes inhaling the fumes of the paint. Her head spun happy.
Michael placed a hand on her back, his voice a low whisper, "I know Katt, and just remember what I told you, you can come with me and Linc."
Katt swallowed hard trying to keep he focus on the paint brush, she stroked it up and down, "I need to wash some brushed, David can you come, with me!" she turned to Michael with a small sighed, "You better make this up to me…" she whispered and Michael laughed, "you know I will kitty…" he said with a wink.
David was quick to be by Katt's side, he kept looking down at her chest, but she placed a hand carefully on his chest, "you don't mind, carrying all these brushes for me please?" her voice soft, it made Fernando laugh under his breath to hear the seduction in her voice.
"Na I don't mind…" He ignored everyone picking up the bucket taking it out to the hose, but little did he know that Katt had other things on her mind.
"David, can you be a dear, and help me with a problem?" Katt stood outside the work shed, she had paid Patterson a good amount of money to get lost for a while, and David followed her into the shed trying to figure what she could want help from him with.
When David entered the room his jaw dropped, she was standing there in only her bra and panties, her eyes sexily staring at him, but she knew how to act to make a man crave her, and she knew David had a tendency to stare at her breast.
"I want to know, do I look like I've gain weight…?" She said in a sexy tone, her hands moved from the curve of her bust, down her waist, her hand reaching out to him, David couldn't control himself as he felt himself getting real hard real fast. Katt could see it now bulging through his PI blues, but she kept her focus.
"No, you don't look like you've gain, weight no…" his voice squeaked a bit, but Katt held her hand out for him to take, and he did walking closer to her.
"Feel here…" Katt placed his hand on her stomach, his body trembled as her skin on his made his knees week, "And here!" she forced his hands into her panties, and David could of jizzed right in his pants, but he didn't, he hands held his over her entry, but her eyes stayed calm on his, David licked his bottom lip, but Katt pushed her lips close to his ear.
"I want you to tell me, am I turning you on?" He voice a purr as she licked the side of his neck making him moan, his hands started to rub over her clip, his lips moved close to her ear.
"Can you feel me, but do I turn you on…?" He pushed a finger roughly inside her making her moan lightly; he was good for a teen.
"I asked first!" Katt moved her hand into his pants grabbing his hard on, her fingers working magic as she rolled her hand up and down his shaft, his moan was a low one, but Katt smiled feeling now push another finger inside her making her knees tremble.
"I know you're turned on…" David purred into her ear pushing another finger inside her, he was moving in and out of he hard and slow feeling his fingers getting slick.
Katt bit he lip, she hadn't felt this good in years as she moaned more, her hand pulsing faster on his cock, it was rock hard now, and David was rolling his thumb over her clit making herself bit onto her lip, it felt so good.
"I'm gonna fuck you!" Katt said in a dominating voice, "I'm going to ride you until you can't breathe!"
David now moved his lips to hers, she didn't expect him to kiss as hard as he did, but his hands were both holding her, moving her to a wall, he held her against the wall one hand taking off his pants.
Katt couldn't control this anymore, but she didn't give a fuck as she could feel his eyes rolling over her body.
Katt smirked seeing his full girth hard and pulsing for her, but she pushed him on a sack of cement, taking off her bra his eyes got wide again, Katt slowly lowered herself onto him, it felt good inside her as she started off slow, she lifted herself off him, then slowly rocked her hips on the way down, David grabbed her hips, she felt so good on him, but his eyes kept watching her face, her eyes focused on his.
"You like this!" she said with that same seductive purr, David nodded Katt went faster, her hand holding on his chest pushing herself harder and faster, David couldn't control his breath racing, but Katt kept going harder feeling her climax building inside her, it had been so long, but felt so good to have this feeling she knew he was about to blow as finally she rocked her hips on him rough her clit taking the full friction giving her a quick hard orgasm, she let out a scream as she felt David come his eyes rolled into the back of his hand as she now slowly got off him, her smirk big thinking, Yes you do owe me pickle.
Katt need a few minutes to regenerate herself mentally before slipping on her clothing back on and biting her lip. "Well.. David." She said in a calm tone. David looked worn out. His eyes looked up to hers quickly. They danced a wild happy. He had already gotten dressed. "That was Chill Kitten." He was smirking. "We better get back come on." She said quickly grabbing his sweaty and sticky hand pulling him back toward break room.
Emma sat alone in a hospital bed, her eyes looked to the clock on the wall, it ticked like a heart beat, but she took a deep breath, exhaled slowly closing her eyes trying to not remember what she done, it wasn't the first time she attempted to take her own life, but it wasn't easy to look at herself without feeling the sick guilt of her actions. It was getting dark, but she kept hoping that she would be able to make it through the hospital stay, she would make it through the hard times, he parents hadn't been contacted, and Emma didn't plan on telling them anytime soon.
The door opened slowly when Emma opened her eyes quickly, "What are you doing here?" her eyes meet Sara as she walked into the room placing her coat and her purse on a chair watching Emma.
"I am worried, I know we don't see eye to eye, and that we both fight, but I was scared." Sara now sat down by Emma's bed as she avoided to look at her.
"Don't, look if I makes you feel any better, I love my job!" her voice rough, it was strange to be talking to Sara out of work. "I thought I'd help them, but it's not going to change anything, I can't work in Fox River with him there…" her voice tired, but Sara looked confused.
"Who?" Emma let her head fall back into the surprisingly fluffy hospital pillow. Emma didn't sleep on her back - it drove her insane she wanted to fill over and sleep but she'd knock out her IV's. She closed her eyes trying to drift into a sleep.
"Who?" Sara asked again pulling up a chair she sat down carefully into it putting some of her hair behind her ear she swallowed a feeling in her throat.
"Nothing..." Emma hesitated after a minute. Her eyes still closed behind her closed lids her mind pictured Lincoln's breath on her neck, his fingers running up her flesh. Her body shuddered and she twisted her head into a pillow. Her fingers going to her neck she froze. She snapped her eyes open looking alarmed. "My necklace!" She said quickly in a state of panic.
Sara looked around quickly. "I'm sure - It's with your stuff! Don't worry!" She tried to calm Emma down who was looking around the room viciously. "I NEED IT NOW!" She yelled her voice was harsh it hurt so much to yell like that. "I'll call a nurse. I'm sure it's with your stuff." Sara nodded again. Poking her head out the hospital room she noticed a rounds nurse. "Excuse me..." Sara said. The nurse in purple scrubs looked up. "Yes?" She seemed nice. "The belongings to Emma Winifred?" She questioned. "In the bag under her bed." The nurse nodded. "Thank you." Sara smiled quickly going back into the room. She reached under the hospital bed pulling out a white hospital bag. Emma grabbed it from her violently and flung the clothes onto her bed. Throwing her shoes at the wall her jeans and shirt to the floor a weight lifted off her chest seeing the golden half heart. She let out the anxious breath she was holding in. She picked it up holding it close to her chest. She swore she felt a warm sensation from the locket near her heart. She remembers when Katt blessed it with an emotion's blood charm. Whatever one felt the other would too. She swore it worked.
Her fingers unlocked the clasp and she moved her hands around her neck to put it back on. "Here." Sara said moving behind her. Her fingers replaced Emma's on the clasp and locked the necklace letting it go carefully. Emma felt safer with the necklace around her neck. "Thanks." She lent back relaxed before remembering Lincoln. "Are you going to tell me now?" Sara questioned.
Emma took a deep breath, it was hard for her to be mean anymore, she covered her hands over her eyes feeling her breath coming in deeply, but her eyes only focused on her skin. "I'm sorry Sara I really can't tell you, I know you mean well, but it's just too horrible if I say it out loud." Her voice calm, but Sara slowly moved her hand touching Emma's, Emma didn't flinch feeling Sara's fingers move her hands away from her face, they looked at each other both breathing carefully.
"Is it Michael?" Sara asked scared, her voice was panicked, but Emma didn't know whether to laugh or be shocked.
"No, Oh God no, no it's not Michael Scofield…" Emma choked on her words lightly moving up on the bed trying to keep a level head, she thought about Michael for a second before laughing.
Sara sighed, she didn't know whether to be relived or not, but she couldn't believe she was getting more and more obsessed with this man. She didn't know what to do, after talking to his wife that day; she wasn't even close to the last puzzle piece of that man.
"Look, if you want to know, me and Michael have meet on occasions, we went to the same tattoo place, we saw the same shrink, we never got talking, just a pacing of way thing." Emma now placed a hand over her locket for a moment just trying to centre her thoughts, but her eyes closed trying to think of something that was nagging her.
"So if it's not Michael, the only other inmate you've been close to it…" Sara pursed, her hand shot over her mouth before her eyes went wide. Emma had open her eyes glancing over to Sara feeling her heart suddenly pounding harder against her ribs, her face going pale as she knew that Sara had worked it out.
"Emma, you, feel in love, With Lincoln Burrows!" her voice soft, but worried at the same time, this wasn't like falling in love with any inmate, this was falling in love with someone who was never going to live to see the outside of Fox River, the only time he would leave is when dead.
"Sara please, you can't tell anyone, you just, please don't!" Emma's voice panicked as she felt her chest getting tighter against her heart pounding as if it wanted to break free from her chest. Sara stayed still for a moment, she didn't know what to say or do, and she wasn't sure how to handle this.
At least it wasn't Michael, but it was close enough Sara started thinking deeply.
Emma groaned in a agony type way, Prefect. She wouldn't have opened her big mouth. Her large sweet cute mouth ... That Lincoln kissed... UGH LINCOLN! Emma moved violently in her bed stabbing a pillow with her fist. Sara jumped back quickly. "Uh?" She finally spoke with wide eyes. "GAH!" Emma let out looking red from frustration. "I'm not going to tell anyone Emma." Sara finally said in an honest tone. Emma's eyes snapped to Sara. "Really?" She was surprised. Sara nodded. "If you promise not to tell..." Sara tailed off biting her lip.
Emma nodded, but her eyes kept focused on Sara, "now not to be rude, but can you leave…" Emma watched the door, and Sara nodded.
"Get well…" She said walking out the door; she placed her hands in her bag taking out her car keys. She started to walk away feeling like she was missing something.
Chapter eleven
Katt stretched her legs feeling the sun of the cold day hit her face, she glanced over to Michael who was also standing with her in his PI blues.
"His gone now…" Michael said to her, Katt didn't know what to say, but Michael placed a hand on her shoulder, "I now have the piece to the puzzle, so we can start our escape." He smiled as Fernando sat on the table in the near finished break room. Katt turned walking back into the break room looking to everyone.
"So I need out soon, like now!" her voice was a panic, but Michael didn't understand.
Fernando sighed looking to his cross kissing it, Michael even more confused now.
"Emma, she confessed her love for your brother…" Fernando said softly, he'd only heard the news of what happened through Katt, Charles sighed listening to what ever was going on.
Katt bit her lip, but he eyes finally meet Michael's, "When, he didn't say it back, she got upset, and she went home and tried to kill herself…" Katt's voice was rough, but Michael didn't understand, "What you mean?"
Fernando got off the table walking to Michael placing a hand on his shoulder.
Katt got frustrated again kicking a bucket across the room it narrowly missed T-Bag.
"Little fish; you need to chill your Southern cells" He smirked.
"WE NEED TO go NOW!" She yelled not loud enough to be heard by anyone ... Who shouldn't hear.
"She is alive, In Saint Carlisle's hospital." Fernando looked to Michael who swallowed.
"I ... Katt you never..." Michael looked to her as she looked dark at the wall with her arms crossed.
"Can we just get out of here please, Pickle?" She was speaking to Michael but she didn't look at Michael.
"Ok, I know this is going to be hard, but Katt, we still have some stuff to do." He added while his hand touched her arm, it was weird but everything was going to a plan, but he wasn't sure what was going to happen.
Fernando nodded feeling confident in believing Michael; T-bag was feeling the excitement, but it was weird for Katt, one she couldn't be mad at Lincoln he was chained until death, her eyes glanced to Michael, her eyes finding his.
"Katt, you know, when we get out you can't run to Emma, which is where they know you will go…"
Katt rolled her eyes, "I know, I know!" then glancing around the break room that seem to look good now that it was finished. They were just doing final paint work.
Picking up a brush, Katt was biting her whole lower lip, her mind working on how to get to Emma with out being arrested on sight. She painted against the wood grain before her eyes looked to Michael. "Pickle." She stated.
Michael didn't know why but he turned his head looking at her. T-Bag and C-Note and Tweener turned looking at her to speak.
"Never mind." She pulled her eyebrows together and closed her eyes inhaling the fumes of the paint. Her head spun happy.
Michael placed a hand on her back, his voice a low whisper, "I know Katt, and just remember what I told you, you can come with me and Linc."
Katt swallowed hard trying to keep he focus on the paint brush, she stroked it up and down, "I need to wash some brushed, David can you come, with me!" she turned to Michael with a small sighed, "You better make this up to me…" she whispered and Michael laughed, "you know I will kitty…" he said with a wink.
David was quick to be by Katt's side, he kept looking down at her chest, but she placed a hand carefully on his chest, "you don't mind, carrying all these brushes for me please?" her voice soft, it made Fernando laugh under his breath to hear the seduction in her voice.
"Na I don't mind…" He ignored everyone picking up the bucket taking it out to the hose, but little did he know that Katt had other things on her mind.
"David, can you be a dear, and help me with a problem?" Katt stood outside the work shed, she had paid Patterson a good amount of money to get lost for a while, and David followed her into the shed trying to figure what she could want help from him with.
When David entered the room his jaw dropped, she was standing there in only her bra and panties, her eyes sexily staring at him, but she knew how to act to make a man crave her, and she knew David had a tendency to stare at her breast.
"I want to know, do I look like I've gain weight…?" She said in a sexy tone, her hands moved from the curve of her bust, down her waist, her hand reaching out to him, David couldn't control himself as he felt himself getting real hard real fast. Katt could see it now bulging through his PI blues, but she kept her focus.
"No, you don't look like you've gain, weight no…" his voice squeaked a bit, but Katt held her hand out for him to take, and he did walking closer to her.
"Feel here…" Katt placed his hand on her stomach, his body trembled as her skin on his made his knees week, "And here!" she forced his hands into her panties, and David could of jizzed right in his pants, but he didn't, he hands held his over her entry, but her eyes stayed calm on his, David licked his bottom lip, but Katt pushed her lips close to his ear.
"I want you to tell me, am I turning you on?" He voice a purr as she licked the side of his neck making him moan, his hands started to rub over her clip, his lips moved close to her ear.
"Can you feel me, but do I turn you on…?" He pushed a finger roughly inside her making her moan lightly; he was good for a teen.
"I asked first!" Katt moved her hand into his pants grabbing his hard on, her fingers working magic as she rolled her hand up and down his shaft, his moan was a low one, but Katt smiled feeling now push another finger inside her making her knees tremble.
"I know you're turned on…" David purred into her ear pushing another finger inside her, he was moving in and out of he hard and slow feeling his fingers getting slick.
Katt bit he lip, she hadn't felt this good in years as she moaned more, her hand pulsing faster on his cock, it was rock hard now, and David was rolling his thumb over her clit making herself bit onto her lip, it felt so good.
"I'm gonna fuck you!" Katt said in a dominating voice, "I'm going to ride you until you can't breathe!"
David now moved his lips to hers, she didn't expect him to kiss as hard as he did, but his hands were both holding her, moving her to a wall, he held her against the wall one hand taking off his pants.
Katt couldn't control this anymore, but she didn't give a fuck as she could feel his eyes rolling over her body.
Katt smirked seeing his full girth hard and pulsing for her, but she pushed him on a sack of cement, taking off her bra his eyes got wide again, Katt slowly lowered herself onto him, it felt good inside her as she started off slow, she lifted herself off him, then slowly rocked her hips on the way down, David grabbed her hips, she felt so good on him, but his eyes kept watching her face, her eyes focused on his.
"You like this!" she said with that same seductive purr, David nodded Katt went faster, her hand holding on his chest pushing herself harder and faster, David couldn't control his breath racing, but Katt kept going harder feeling her climax building inside her, it had been so long, but felt so good to have this feeling she knew he was about to blow as finally she rocked her hips on him rough her clit taking the full friction giving her a quick hard orgasm, she let out a scream as she felt David come his eyes rolled into the back of his hand as she now slowly got off him, her smirk big thinking, Yes you do owe me pickle.
Katt need a few minutes to regenerate herself mentally before slipping on her clothing back on and biting her lip. "Well.. David." She said in a calm tone. David looked worn out. His eyes looked up to hers quickly. They danced a wild happy. He had already gotten dressed. "That was Chill Kitten." He was smirking. "We better get back come on." She said quickly grabbing his sweaty and sticky hand pulling him back toward break room.
Emma sat alone in a hospital bed, her eyes looked to the clock on the wall, it ticked like a heart beat, but she took a deep breath, exhaled slowly closing her eyes trying to not remember what she done, it wasn't the first time she attempted to take her own life, but it wasn't easy to look at herself without feeling the sick guilt of her actions. It was getting dark, but she kept hoping that she would be able to make it through the hospital stay, she would make it through the hard times, he parents hadn't been contacted, and Emma didn't plan on telling them anytime soon.
The door opened slowly when Emma opened her eyes quickly, "What are you doing here?" her eyes meet Sara as she walked into the room placing her coat and her purse on a chair watching Emma.
"I am worried, I know we don't see eye to eye, and that we both fight, but I was scared." Sara now sat down by Emma's bed as she avoided to look at her.
"Don't, look if I makes you feel any better, I love my job!" her voice rough, it was strange to be talking to Sara out of work. "I thought I'd help them, but it's not going to change anything, I can't work in Fox River with him there…" her voice tired, but Sara looked confused.
"Who?" Emma let her head fall back into the surprisingly fluffy hospital pillow. Emma didn't sleep on her back - it drove her insane she wanted to fill over and sleep but she'd knock out her IV's. She closed her eyes trying to drift into a sleep.
"Who?" Sara asked again pulling up a chair she sat down carefully into it putting some of her hair behind her ear she swallowed a feeling in her throat.
"Nothing..." Emma hesitated after a minute. Her eyes still closed behind her closed lids her mind pictured Lincoln's breath on her neck, his fingers running up her flesh. Her body shuddered and she twisted her head into a pillow. Her fingers going to her neck she froze. She snapped her eyes open looking alarmed. "My necklace!" She said quickly in a state of panic.
Sara looked around quickly. "I'm sure - It's with your stuff! Don't worry!" She tried to calm Emma down who was looking around the room viciously. "I NEED IT NOW!" She yelled her voice was harsh it hurt so much to yell like that. "I'll call a nurse. I'm sure it's with your stuff." Sara nodded again. Poking her head out the hospital room she noticed a rounds nurse. "Excuse me..." Sara said. The nurse in purple scrubs looked up. "Yes?" She seemed nice. "The belongings to Emma Winifred?" She questioned. "In the bag under her bed." The nurse nodded. "Thank you." Sara smiled quickly going back into the room. She reached under the hospital bed pulling out a white hospital bag. Emma grabbed it from her violently and flung the clothes onto her bed. Throwing her shoes at the wall her jeans and shirt to the floor a weight lifted off her chest seeing the golden half heart. She let out the anxious breath she was holding in. She picked it up holding it close to her chest. She swore she felt a warm sensation from the locket near her heart. She remembers when Katt blessed it with an emotion's blood charm. Whatever one felt the other would too. She swore it worked.
Her fingers unlocked the clasp and she moved her hands around her neck to put it back on. "Here." Sara said moving behind her. Her fingers replaced Emma's on the clasp and locked the necklace letting it go carefully. Emma felt safer with the necklace around her neck. "Thanks." She lent back relaxed before remembering Lincoln. "Are you going to tell me now?" Sara questioned.
Emma took a deep breath, it was hard for her to be mean anymore, she covered her hands over her eyes feeling her breath coming in deeply, but her eyes only focused on her skin. "I'm sorry Sara I really can't tell you, I know you mean well, but it's just too horrible if I say it out loud." Her voice calm, but Sara slowly moved her hand touching Emma's, Emma didn't flinch feeling Sara's fingers move her hands away from her face, they looked at each other both breathing carefully.
"Is it Michael?" Sara asked scared, her voice was panicked, but Emma didn't know whether to laugh or be shocked.
"No, Oh God no, no it's not Michael Scofield…" Emma choked on her words lightly moving up on the bed trying to keep a level head, she thought about Michael for a second before laughing.
Sara sighed, she didn't know whether to be relived or not, but she couldn't believe she was getting more and more obsessed with this man. She didn't know what to do, after talking to his wife that day; she wasn't even close to the last puzzle piece of that man.
"Look, if you want to know, me and Michael have meet on occasions, we went to the same tattoo place, we saw the same shrink, we never got talking, just a pacing of way thing." Emma now placed a hand over her locket for a moment just trying to centre her thoughts, but her eyes closed trying to think of something that was nagging her.
"So if it's not Michael, the only other inmate you've been close to it…" Sara pursed, her hand shot over her mouth before her eyes went wide. Emma had open her eyes glancing over to Sara feeling her heart suddenly pounding harder against her ribs, her face going pale as she knew that Sara had worked it out.
"Emma, you, feel in love, With Lincoln Burrows!" her voice soft, but worried at the same time, this wasn't like falling in love with any inmate, this was falling in love with someone who was never going to live to see the outside of Fox River, the only time he would leave is when dead.
"Sara please, you can't tell anyone, you just, please don't!" Emma's voice panicked as she felt her chest getting tighter against her heart pounding as if it wanted to break free from her chest. Sara stayed still for a moment, she didn't know what to say or do, and she wasn't sure how to handle this.
At least it wasn't Michael, but it was close enough Sara started thinking deeply.
Emma groaned in a agony type way, Prefect. She wouldn't have opened her big mouth. Her large sweet cute mouth ... That Lincoln kissed... UGH LINCOLN! Emma moved violently in her bed stabbing a pillow with her fist. Sara jumped back quickly. "Uh?" She finally spoke with wide eyes. "GAH!" Emma let out looking red from frustration. "I'm not going to tell anyone Emma." Sara finally said in an honest tone. Emma's eyes snapped to Sara. "Really?" She was surprised. Sara nodded. "If you promise not to tell..." Sara tailed off biting her lip.
Emma nodded, but her eyes kept focused on Sara, "now not to be rude, but can you leave…" Emma watched the door, and Sara nodded.
"Get well…" She said walking out the door; she placed her hands in her bag taking out her car keys. She started to walk away feeling like she was missing something.