A/N from A.C.: Whee! This was fun to write! Heehee ^_^

Rgms: There are only going to be 2 chapters after this one… and I don't like Colin much either. Haha.

Firenze came back the next day to feed me again, I've actually gotten used to the taste of the rotting meat and I can stomach it pretty well now. He claims that I don't have a chance of getting out of here because of the murder of a 'high ranking Tsviet', but I think that he wants to help me. I just have to figure out how to get him to let me out. Maybe it's all just part of his plan… that the doctor did that to me or that Barry and Hogan were suspended. I don't see how Firenze's plan is going to work, whatever it is, but I have my own plan.

All I have to do is run when the door's unlocked and no one's looking. Simple, right?

… Yeah, that's what I thought at the beginning too.

Sadly, Firenze isn't a stupid guard. Not like Barry or Hogan. If it were those two, I would already be out of here.

"'ey, pet, I got a question…"

I looked up at him, confused, "Yes?" He hasn't spoken to me since the doctor came to check me.

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other and looked to the floor for a moment, staying quiet. I watched him, continuing to pick at the meat and chewing it slowly as he was quiet. Finally, he spoke up, "I was jus' wonderin'… did… did wha' Colin do… actually feel good..?"

I nearly dropped my tray of food, "What..?"

He blushed, lightly but it was still there, "Shiva… don' make me say it 'gain…"

My eyes met his, "You want to know if it felt good?"

He nodded, not saying a word and his eyes met the floor.

YES. Thank you, Colin! I fucking love you! LOVE YOU! This is my chance! This is my chance to escape! Oh, Shiva, Colin has to be the best person I have ever met in my whole fucking life! The one time I'm happy that a doctor did something nasty to me and it lets me have a way to escape this hellhole! Yes!

I cleared my throat and hid a smirk, "Yeah, it did feel good. Couldn't you tell by how my body was reacting? I know you were watching."

He looked up at me and was still blushing, "'m sorry… but… I was wonderin'…"

I put my tray down on the ground and walked closer to the cell bars. "You want to feel it… am I right, Firenze?"

He gave a small nod, "Yeah…"

"Are you going to come in here or just stand there, then?"

"You mean it..?" Firenze looked shocked.

"I'd never pass up a chance to top you." I purred, pressing up against the cell bars. "Come on, Firenze…"

His blush deepened, but it was still barely noticeable against his tanned skin. He fumbled with his keys and unlocked the door, walking into the cell, shutting the cell door behind him. He moved to me quickly, leaned down, and pushed his lips against my own, using my gasp to push his tongue into my mouth. He swished his tongue around in my mouth, mapping everything out, his hands cupped my face, making sure I couldn't get away.

I moaned softly into our kiss and pressed up against him, feeling his need against my own. I knew better than to lose myself in this. I needed this to escape.

He pulled back after a little bit and looked into my half-lidded eyes, "Nero…"

I smiled softly as he called my name instead of saying something demeaning. "Yeah?"

"Thank you… for doing this…"

"You're welcome. Now, do me a favor and go lie down on the cot, okay?" I watched as he nodded slowly and stripped on his way. He dropped his grey guards' hat and removed the grey vest that it matched with, tossing both to the floor. I smirked and watched his muscles flex when he lifted his black tank top over his head, showing off a scarred, tanned broad back. He moved his hands to his waist, still facing away from me and at my cot, and undid his belt. Before he dropped his pants for my viewing pleasure, he leaned down and removed his military boots and his socks. He straightened up again and dropped his pants and boxers, stepping out of them after a moment. Damn, he has a nice ass.

He looked over his shoulder and gave me a shy smile, "Ya gonna join me?"

I nodded and quickly stripped out of my clothes as I walked over to the cot. Putting a hand on his chest, I pushed him down so he was sitting on it. I sat on his lap and smiled, bringing my lips to kiss along his neck. He groaned and flexed his hips up toward mine.

"I didn' know ye were this pale, Nero… We need ta get ye some sun."

"I think it looks worse than it is in comparison to you…" I mumble against his delicious skin.

He let out a husky moan and grabbed both of our cocks in his fist, moving it up and down, stroking both of us. I moaned and bit into his shoulder, clutching at his sides with my fingers. He let out a low hiss and moved his hand faster, causing both of us to shudder and tremble.

"I- I thought you w- wanted to bottom, F- Firenze…" I moaned out, arching my back.

He nodded and drew his hand away from both of us. I stood up and let him adjust and lie down on the cot.

"No, you have to bring your legs up. Have your feet planted on the cot and lift your ass a bit." I ordered him, feeling my seme side coming out.

He did what I said and I nearly fucked him right there, hot damn. I brought my fingers to my mouth and coated them with spit quickly and thoroughly. I took my fingers out of my mouth and prodded at his entrance, pushing one digit inside of him.

Firenze arched his back and hissed, "Shit!"

"Sorry, it'll feel better when I find your prostate…" I wiggled my finger inside of him before I felt that little bundle of nerves that would have him seeing spots.

I rubbed my finger on the spot and watched as he let out a deep moan of pleasure. "Oh, Nero!"

"Feel good now?" I asked heatedly, slipping in another finger.

He moaned deeply as I stretched him and prodded at his spot, "Y- Yes… ahn…"

I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You ready for something bigger yet?" I wanted to get this over with fast.

He nodded slowly, "Y- Yes… I wan' more, Nero…"

Smirking at him, I withdrew my fingers, listening to that little whimper he gave in response. I lifted his legs and slung them over my shoulders, pushing my cock up against his entrance. "It's going to hurt a bit. I'm bigger than fingers, Firenze."

"Don' care…" He moaned out, reaching down to stroke himself, "C'mon, give it ta me, Nero…"

I pushed deep inside of him with one thrust of my hips and relished the cry of mixed pleasure and pain. He pushed back against me wanting to feel more as I pounded into him; I knew he was a masochist. Firenze kept letting out these deep, heated moans as he stroked himself in rhythm with my thrusts. I grabbed onto his hips tightly as I moved my hips back and forth faster, feeling myself get close to the edge.

My eyes were glued on his handsome face as I pounded into him, his eyes were tightly closed, his lips were slightly parted, and his face was flushed. He tossed his head back, and cried out as he came, his body tightening around me like a vice grip. I moaned and released inside of him, feeing all thoughts of Weiss come forward into my mind.

His legs dropped off of my shoulders and I fell forward, landing against his chest. "Fuck…"

He grunted softly as I fell, and relaxed on my cot.

I gently pulled out of him, and sat there until the guard fell asleep. Quietly and slowly, I got up and got myself dressed. He never locked the cell door.

I'm coming to get you, Weiss.

No guards, no jails, and no damn morals could stop me.

I'm coming to get you, Weiss. You better be ready.