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WHO: Mutou, Blue
WHAT: meeting
WHERE: Warden's office.
WHEN: Right now.
RATING: R for poRn
Mutou shifts some files around, looking over the new inmate's stats with narrowed eyes. Leaning back in his chair, he studies the picture.
Blue had been called to the Warden's office. He could only imagine why. He mused to himself all the different reasons as he made his way to the office. He was accompanied by two guards. Once he reached the office he didn't even knock, he just walked in and sat down in one of the chairs. "What's up?" He said as he brushed his hair out of his eyes. His hair was jet black, shorter in the front and longer in the back. His emerald green green gazed at the warden. a small smirk played on his lips.
Mutou raises a brow as the man waltzes in and flops himself down. "You're new here.." He shifts through the file. "Mr. LaFave. So I thought we should make sure the rules are understood."
Blue smirked. It had been awhile since he had heard his last name, "Sure I understand the rules." He said simply.
"Good." Mutou leans over his desk, folding his fingers under his chin. "Of course. Do you have any questions or concerns then?"
Blue gave a thoughtful frown, "No." He said simply as he propped his feet up on the desk.
Mutou frowns, standing a little from his chair to shove those boots from his desk. "I have a feeling you are confused as to who is in charge here."
Blue chuckled, "No. I know exactly who is in charge here." He said matter of factly.
Mutou sits back in his chair again. "And you realize it isn't you, correct?"
Blue nodded, "Oh I know it's not me." HE said looking smug. Almost as if there was more to what he said.
"Very good."
"Just as long as you know, it's not you either," Blue said.
Mutou leans back in his chair with a laugh. "Well of course it's me. Who else would it be?"
Blue smirked, "Well, Sword of course."
Mutou folds his arms across his chest with a smirk. "You are mistaken, Mr. LaFave."
Blue chuckled, "I doubt that very much. You have this no sex thing right? Well, do you happen to where Sword and his lover is right now?"
Mutou blinks. "Having sex, of course. Would you expect them to be doing something else?"
Blue chuckled again, "Well, then I guess your no sex rule is out the window, isn't it?"
Mutou smirks. "I find it difficult to discipline those most punishable if the rules aren't broken in the first place. Follow?"
Blue shook his head, "So I guess you're into S&M then I take it."
"My personal business is none of yours, Mr. LaFave."
"Did I say there was anything wrong with that? After what's a little pain mixed in with the pleasure?" Blue smirked playfully.
Mutou raises a brow. "Is that a proposition?"
"You can take it how ever you want to. I won't mind either way." He said eying the warden up and down.
"Stand up." Mutou moves over to the office door, locking it without ever taking his eyes off of the inmate.
Blue did as he was told. He stood and kept his eyes on Mutou. He needed to keep the man in his sight, just in case.
"Is it understood that you are -still- not in charge?" Mutou pauses by a cabinet, pulling a zip strip from a bag before walking up beside Blue.
Blue eyed the thing in Mutou's hand, "Well, it all depends on what you mean...."
Mutou presses close, sliding his tongue up the length of Blue's neck as he pulls the other man's arms behind his back. "You will never... never... be the dominant one."
Blue quickly got out of Mutou's gasp and stepped back, "Sorry I don't go for that. I may prefer to be the one who takes it, but I'm still dominate. I'm never on the bottom." He said with his eyes on Mutou intensely, making sure he wasn't going to try to over take him again.
Mutou purses his lips together as he watches the inmate retreat. "That's too bad." He toys with the strip between his fingers. "You might have had a good time."
Blue narrowed his eyes, "I doubt that. But who knows.... you might have had a good time being on bottom...." Blue had this way of making sex extremely intense and pleasurable. He even had a way to make you think you were in charge, "I have yet to receive a compliant.
"And you believe your top is better than mine?"
Blue smirked, "I do."
Mutou purses his lips together, looking the inmate over. "And you can do this..." He holds up the strip with a smirk. ".. in this?"
Blue looked at the strip and considered, "I'm sure I could," He said after a moment.
Mutou steps closer to Blue again. "Since I'm already feeling so generous, I'll let you decide if you'd like your hands in front or behind you."
"Oh good. I was just going to step over my hands so they were infront anyway." Blue said honestly.
Mutou snickers, pulling Blue's hands together to tie them with the strip. "Oh were you now?"
Blue nodded, "Pretty much. But at least I'm being honest right?"
Mutou secures the zip strip. "Quite. Honesty is very important."
Blue shrugged, "I suppose. It all depends." He paused for a moment, "But are we just going to stand around here and talk or actually get to it?"
Mutou leans back against his desk, resting his hands on either side of his hips. "You're supposed to be topping, right? Top."
Blue smirked and walked over to the Warden, pulling the man to him by his tie and planted a heated kiss on his lips. Blue began to undo the man's tie and then his shirt, running his fingers down Mutou's torso stopping to tease his nipples, before he removed all the clothing that was covering the man's top half.
Mutou keeps his hands on the desk as he returns that kiss, holding them there, still, while he is undressed.
Blue began to work on Mutou's pants, undoing the belt and then the pants themselves. letting them fall to the floor. He kissed his way down thw warden's neck and chest, while he let his fingertips barely graze over the man's growing erection.
Mutou watches the inmate with parted lips, lifting a hand to weave his fingers in that dark hair. "Mmmm. That -is- nice."
Blue smirked. He could say something cocky right now but he decided against it. He moved his mouth up to Mutou's ear and nipped at it, while he let his hands wonder over the front of the man's body, careful not to touch his cock just yet, but occasionally coming dangerously close to it.
Mutou's breathing quickens a bit as those hands explore him. Lifting his own, he parts Blue's shirt then works on his pants.
Blue was glad to see that his actions were getting some reaction out of the warden. Usually by now, he had anyone else moaning like a bitch in heat, begging him to touch their cock. He was impressed that warden hadn't given any indication that he liked what being done to him til now. With the exception of his earlier remark. He began to suckle light on Mutou's neck, leaving a slight bruise to show that he had been there, as his hands once again came dangerously close to the man's erection.
Mutou hisses as he grabs a handful of Blue's hair. "Don't mark me." A low growl of pleasure and want vibrates in his throat as his length is still ignored. He says nothing, though, knowing patience does have it's benefits.
Blue chuckled and Smirked, "Why? Are you afraid it's going to cause jealousy with the other inmates?" He said as he licked the small mark he had managed to create.
Mutou snorts. "It might. You never know how many are in love with me."
Blue all but rolled his eyes and nipped at Mutou's neck lightly. He went back to abusing the man's ear and lightly grazing his hands over his penis and balls.
Mutou groans softly as he is touched, leaning into Blue and pushing his pants past his thighs to the floor. "Jealous you're not my first?"
"Nope." Blue said honestly, "And I'm not surprised either. Men like us see what we want and take it." He paused a bit to bend down slightly to lick at Mutou's nipple as he stepped out of his pants, "Are you jealous that I've slept with Sword and you haven't?" He asked with a smirk.
Damn straight he is! He doesn't make any show of it, though, arching his back into that mouth. "Does Sen know about that?"
"He knew he had a lover when he was transfered. But I don't think he knows it was me. In fact, I don't even think he knows I'm here yet." He got down onto his knees, "But it's hard to know what's happening around here when he's fucking Sword himself right now." He said before taking the warden into his mouth.
Mutou lets out a groan, gently thrusting into that hot mouth. "I don't think... ah... Sen knows. He would've come to me."
Blue raised an eyebrow, "Don't be so sure..." He said before taking the man into his mouth again, sucking on him gently and flicking his tongue over the slit.
Mutou bends backward over his desk, reaching into a drawer to fetch a small bottle of lotion. Spreading his thighs a little more, he hands the bottle to Blue.
Blue looked over to the bottle, "What you want me to use that for?" He said with a smirk. He knew the answer, but he knew what he had planned would surprise the warden.
"Don't be stupid," he growls. "If you think you're dry fucking me.." He is cut off by a moan.
"I think you'll be pleasantly surprised...." He said as he pushed the warden down on the desk and climbed on top of him.
Mutou hooks a thigh over Blue's hip as he lays back on the desk. "You better hope so."
"I don't need to hope. I know you will." He said as he pushed Mutou's leg back down. He moved himself so that he was now straddling the warden. Taking a hold of Mutou's cock he quickly lowered himself down on it. He let out a hiss as pleasure and pain miggled together. He would never tired of the delicous feeling off pain when he is first penetrated. He loved it. And the feeling went instantly to his cock. Before now he was having trouble getting a full erection with all the talking they were doing and not recieving anything physical stimulation himself. But after sitting down on the warden rock hard cock, all the blood in his body seemed to rush to his loins.
Mutou moans as that tight warmth surrounds him. "Good god!"
Blue smirked as he began to move on that cock, "I told you you'd be pleasantly surprised." He said as he began to move faster and harder.
"Quite..." Mutou pants heavily as he sits up a bit, pulling Blue closer to crush their lips together.
Blue kissed back and still moved faster and harder on Mutou's, until he was practically impaling himself. He shifted slightly so that his prostate was hit dead on every time he fell back down. He panted into kiss and began to play with one of the man's nipples, rolling it around and pinching it between his thumb and finger as they kissed.
Mutou grips painfully at Blue's hip while heated sounds of pleasure escape his throat around that kissing. His other hand slides up Blue's thigh to firmly take a hold of his length, stroking in rhythm with the other's thrusts.
Blue parted from the kiss to pant heavily as his penis was stroked, "Aah~" He let out various noises of pleasure. He was always one to be noisy during sex, but for some reason he hated that he was being so noisy with the warden. Almost as if he didn't want the warden to know he was enjoying himself this much.
Mutou latches his lips on Blue's throat while wrapping his free arm around the inmate's back. With a fluid motion, he sits up and pushes from the desk, throwing them against the plush chair Blue was sitting in in the first place. "Is that so?" he mutters, driving into Blue to hit that spot some more, all the while keeping up with the stroking.
Why did people always have to dominate him when he wasn't in a position to protest? He would have said something about it if the warden hadn't driven into him like that, "Aah~!," He arched his back and pushed down against Mutou's cock, "H-harder" He moaned, letting out more sounds.
Mutou gladly obliges, groaning as he thrusts deeper, slamming into him. "Just like that," he groans into Blue's ear. "Let me hear your pleasure."
This wasn't fair! Blue was usually the one telling people that. Maybe he should have fucked the warden in the ass instead. Well, there was really nothing he could do about it now. He bit his bottom lip in attempt to make himself shut up, but he couldn't. Not with Mutou driving into him like that. He arched his back again and dug his fingernails hard into Mutou's chest. He let out cries and he could feel himself getting close to coming.
Mutou sucks in a breath through his teeth with pained pleasure, quickening his pace even more. The strokes continue to match his rhythm. Hooking his other hand under Blue's knee, he spreads those thighs further, gaining him better access as that leg is propped up over the chair's arm.
Suddenly Blue let out a loud cry as he came hard all over his stomach and Mutou's hand. He tightened around Mutou like vice in his orgasm. He panted hard as Mutou still thrust inside him as he rode out his orgasm. He waited for the warden to come as well.
Mutou groans out his own release as those tightened muscles close around him, giving one last bursting thrust against Blue's prostate. "I do have to admit..." he pants, attempting to catch his breath, against Blue's skin. ".. I have no complaints."
"Aah!" Blue gasped as his prostate was hit once more. He panted and nodded, "I told you no one leaves me unsatisfied." Which is more than I can say for you. He thought. He did enjoy himself physically, but he couldn't help but feel a little used. Like this was going to come back to bite him in the ass somehow. It made him feel somehow dirty.
Mutou pulls away, wiping his hand on the shirt still around Blue's body. He grins, swiping his tongue over Blue's bottom lip. "I may need to see you again."
Blue smirked, "You think so?" He said sitting up. He held out his hands, "I don't suppose you can cut this off me now?" He said wanting nothing more than to dress and leave for his cell. Maybe he'd visit Sword.
"Possibly." Mutou snickers in reply, taking his time getting dressed before walking over to pull some scissors from his drawers. Tapping the metal against his cheek, he looks that used, sweaty body over. "Yes, it's definitely a possibility." He takes a hold of the bound hands and snips them free.
Blue rubbed his wrist before getting his pants and putting them on, not caring to put on his boxers. He was just going to change when he got back to his cell anyway. Though it did give him something to wipe his stomach off on, and he did so. "So Am I free to leave now?"
Mutou nods, watching Blue carefully. "You certainly are, Mr. LaFave. Be sure to come see me again if you need anything."
He nodded, "I will. And it's Blue by the way. No one has called me by my real name in years." He said walking over to the door and unlocking it. He waved once to the warden before stepping out and heading back to the cells. He would go to the showers first, he decided. He didn't care if the hot water was on or not.
~endscene~
WHAT: meeting
WHERE: Warden's office.
WHEN: Right now.
RATING: R for poRn
Mutou shifts some files around, looking over the new inmate's stats with narrowed eyes. Leaning back in his chair, he studies the picture.
Blue had been called to the Warden's office. He could only imagine why. He mused to himself all the different reasons as he made his way to the office. He was accompanied by two guards. Once he reached the office he didn't even knock, he just walked in and sat down in one of the chairs. "What's up?" He said as he brushed his hair out of his eyes. His hair was jet black, shorter in the front and longer in the back. His emerald green green gazed at the warden. a small smirk played on his lips.
Mutou raises a brow as the man waltzes in and flops himself down. "You're new here.." He shifts through the file. "Mr. LaFave. So I thought we should make sure the rules are understood."
Blue smirked. It had been awhile since he had heard his last name, "Sure I understand the rules." He said simply.
"Good." Mutou leans over his desk, folding his fingers under his chin. "Of course. Do you have any questions or concerns then?"
Blue gave a thoughtful frown, "No." He said simply as he propped his feet up on the desk.
Mutou frowns, standing a little from his chair to shove those boots from his desk. "I have a feeling you are confused as to who is in charge here."
Blue chuckled, "No. I know exactly who is in charge here." He said matter of factly.
Mutou sits back in his chair again. "And you realize it isn't you, correct?"
Blue nodded, "Oh I know it's not me." HE said looking smug. Almost as if there was more to what he said.
"Very good."
"Just as long as you know, it's not you either," Blue said.
Mutou leans back in his chair with a laugh. "Well of course it's me. Who else would it be?"
Blue smirked, "Well, Sword of course."
Mutou folds his arms across his chest with a smirk. "You are mistaken, Mr. LaFave."
Blue chuckled, "I doubt that very much. You have this no sex thing right? Well, do you happen to where Sword and his lover is right now?"
Mutou blinks. "Having sex, of course. Would you expect them to be doing something else?"
Blue chuckled again, "Well, then I guess your no sex rule is out the window, isn't it?"
Mutou smirks. "I find it difficult to discipline those most punishable if the rules aren't broken in the first place. Follow?"
Blue shook his head, "So I guess you're into S&M then I take it."
"My personal business is none of yours, Mr. LaFave."
"Did I say there was anything wrong with that? After what's a little pain mixed in with the pleasure?" Blue smirked playfully.
Mutou raises a brow. "Is that a proposition?"
"You can take it how ever you want to. I won't mind either way." He said eying the warden up and down.
"Stand up." Mutou moves over to the office door, locking it without ever taking his eyes off of the inmate.
Blue did as he was told. He stood and kept his eyes on Mutou. He needed to keep the man in his sight, just in case.
"Is it understood that you are -still- not in charge?" Mutou pauses by a cabinet, pulling a zip strip from a bag before walking up beside Blue.
Blue eyed the thing in Mutou's hand, "Well, it all depends on what you mean...."
Mutou presses close, sliding his tongue up the length of Blue's neck as he pulls the other man's arms behind his back. "You will never... never... be the dominant one."
Blue quickly got out of Mutou's gasp and stepped back, "Sorry I don't go for that. I may prefer to be the one who takes it, but I'm still dominate. I'm never on the bottom." He said with his eyes on Mutou intensely, making sure he wasn't going to try to over take him again.
Mutou purses his lips together as he watches the inmate retreat. "That's too bad." He toys with the strip between his fingers. "You might have had a good time."
Blue narrowed his eyes, "I doubt that. But who knows.... you might have had a good time being on bottom...." Blue had this way of making sex extremely intense and pleasurable. He even had a way to make you think you were in charge, "I have yet to receive a compliant.
"And you believe your top is better than mine?"
Blue smirked, "I do."
Mutou purses his lips together, looking the inmate over. "And you can do this..." He holds up the strip with a smirk. ".. in this?"
Blue looked at the strip and considered, "I'm sure I could," He said after a moment.
Mutou steps closer to Blue again. "Since I'm already feeling so generous, I'll let you decide if you'd like your hands in front or behind you."
"Oh good. I was just going to step over my hands so they were infront anyway." Blue said honestly.
Mutou snickers, pulling Blue's hands together to tie them with the strip. "Oh were you now?"
Blue nodded, "Pretty much. But at least I'm being honest right?"
Mutou secures the zip strip. "Quite. Honesty is very important."
Blue shrugged, "I suppose. It all depends." He paused for a moment, "But are we just going to stand around here and talk or actually get to it?"
Mutou leans back against his desk, resting his hands on either side of his hips. "You're supposed to be topping, right? Top."
Blue smirked and walked over to the Warden, pulling the man to him by his tie and planted a heated kiss on his lips. Blue began to undo the man's tie and then his shirt, running his fingers down Mutou's torso stopping to tease his nipples, before he removed all the clothing that was covering the man's top half.
Mutou keeps his hands on the desk as he returns that kiss, holding them there, still, while he is undressed.
Blue began to work on Mutou's pants, undoing the belt and then the pants themselves. letting them fall to the floor. He kissed his way down thw warden's neck and chest, while he let his fingertips barely graze over the man's growing erection.
Mutou watches the inmate with parted lips, lifting a hand to weave his fingers in that dark hair. "Mmmm. That -is- nice."
Blue smirked. He could say something cocky right now but he decided against it. He moved his mouth up to Mutou's ear and nipped at it, while he let his hands wonder over the front of the man's body, careful not to touch his cock just yet, but occasionally coming dangerously close to it.
Mutou's breathing quickens a bit as those hands explore him. Lifting his own, he parts Blue's shirt then works on his pants.
Blue was glad to see that his actions were getting some reaction out of the warden. Usually by now, he had anyone else moaning like a bitch in heat, begging him to touch their cock. He was impressed that warden hadn't given any indication that he liked what being done to him til now. With the exception of his earlier remark. He began to suckle light on Mutou's neck, leaving a slight bruise to show that he had been there, as his hands once again came dangerously close to the man's erection.
Mutou hisses as he grabs a handful of Blue's hair. "Don't mark me." A low growl of pleasure and want vibrates in his throat as his length is still ignored. He says nothing, though, knowing patience does have it's benefits.
Blue chuckled and Smirked, "Why? Are you afraid it's going to cause jealousy with the other inmates?" He said as he licked the small mark he had managed to create.
Mutou snorts. "It might. You never know how many are in love with me."
Blue all but rolled his eyes and nipped at Mutou's neck lightly. He went back to abusing the man's ear and lightly grazing his hands over his penis and balls.
Mutou groans softly as he is touched, leaning into Blue and pushing his pants past his thighs to the floor. "Jealous you're not my first?"
"Nope." Blue said honestly, "And I'm not surprised either. Men like us see what we want and take it." He paused a bit to bend down slightly to lick at Mutou's nipple as he stepped out of his pants, "Are you jealous that I've slept with Sword and you haven't?" He asked with a smirk.
Damn straight he is! He doesn't make any show of it, though, arching his back into that mouth. "Does Sen know about that?"
"He knew he had a lover when he was transfered. But I don't think he knows it was me. In fact, I don't even think he knows I'm here yet." He got down onto his knees, "But it's hard to know what's happening around here when he's fucking Sword himself right now." He said before taking the warden into his mouth.
Mutou lets out a groan, gently thrusting into that hot mouth. "I don't think... ah... Sen knows. He would've come to me."
Blue raised an eyebrow, "Don't be so sure..." He said before taking the man into his mouth again, sucking on him gently and flicking his tongue over the slit.
Mutou bends backward over his desk, reaching into a drawer to fetch a small bottle of lotion. Spreading his thighs a little more, he hands the bottle to Blue.
Blue looked over to the bottle, "What you want me to use that for?" He said with a smirk. He knew the answer, but he knew what he had planned would surprise the warden.
"Don't be stupid," he growls. "If you think you're dry fucking me.." He is cut off by a moan.
"I think you'll be pleasantly surprised...." He said as he pushed the warden down on the desk and climbed on top of him.
Mutou hooks a thigh over Blue's hip as he lays back on the desk. "You better hope so."
"I don't need to hope. I know you will." He said as he pushed Mutou's leg back down. He moved himself so that he was now straddling the warden. Taking a hold of Mutou's cock he quickly lowered himself down on it. He let out a hiss as pleasure and pain miggled together. He would never tired of the delicous feeling off pain when he is first penetrated. He loved it. And the feeling went instantly to his cock. Before now he was having trouble getting a full erection with all the talking they were doing and not recieving anything physical stimulation himself. But after sitting down on the warden rock hard cock, all the blood in his body seemed to rush to his loins.
Mutou moans as that tight warmth surrounds him. "Good god!"
Blue smirked as he began to move on that cock, "I told you you'd be pleasantly surprised." He said as he began to move faster and harder.
"Quite..." Mutou pants heavily as he sits up a bit, pulling Blue closer to crush their lips together.
Blue kissed back and still moved faster and harder on Mutou's, until he was practically impaling himself. He shifted slightly so that his prostate was hit dead on every time he fell back down. He panted into kiss and began to play with one of the man's nipples, rolling it around and pinching it between his thumb and finger as they kissed.
Mutou grips painfully at Blue's hip while heated sounds of pleasure escape his throat around that kissing. His other hand slides up Blue's thigh to firmly take a hold of his length, stroking in rhythm with the other's thrusts.
Blue parted from the kiss to pant heavily as his penis was stroked, "Aah~" He let out various noises of pleasure. He was always one to be noisy during sex, but for some reason he hated that he was being so noisy with the warden. Almost as if he didn't want the warden to know he was enjoying himself this much.
Mutou latches his lips on Blue's throat while wrapping his free arm around the inmate's back. With a fluid motion, he sits up and pushes from the desk, throwing them against the plush chair Blue was sitting in in the first place. "Is that so?" he mutters, driving into Blue to hit that spot some more, all the while keeping up with the stroking.
Why did people always have to dominate him when he wasn't in a position to protest? He would have said something about it if the warden hadn't driven into him like that, "Aah~!," He arched his back and pushed down against Mutou's cock, "H-harder" He moaned, letting out more sounds.
Mutou gladly obliges, groaning as he thrusts deeper, slamming into him. "Just like that," he groans into Blue's ear. "Let me hear your pleasure."
This wasn't fair! Blue was usually the one telling people that. Maybe he should have fucked the warden in the ass instead. Well, there was really nothing he could do about it now. He bit his bottom lip in attempt to make himself shut up, but he couldn't. Not with Mutou driving into him like that. He arched his back again and dug his fingernails hard into Mutou's chest. He let out cries and he could feel himself getting close to coming.
Mutou sucks in a breath through his teeth with pained pleasure, quickening his pace even more. The strokes continue to match his rhythm. Hooking his other hand under Blue's knee, he spreads those thighs further, gaining him better access as that leg is propped up over the chair's arm.
Suddenly Blue let out a loud cry as he came hard all over his stomach and Mutou's hand. He tightened around Mutou like vice in his orgasm. He panted hard as Mutou still thrust inside him as he rode out his orgasm. He waited for the warden to come as well.
Mutou groans out his own release as those tightened muscles close around him, giving one last bursting thrust against Blue's prostate. "I do have to admit..." he pants, attempting to catch his breath, against Blue's skin. ".. I have no complaints."
"Aah!" Blue gasped as his prostate was hit once more. He panted and nodded, "I told you no one leaves me unsatisfied." Which is more than I can say for you. He thought. He did enjoy himself physically, but he couldn't help but feel a little used. Like this was going to come back to bite him in the ass somehow. It made him feel somehow dirty.
Mutou pulls away, wiping his hand on the shirt still around Blue's body. He grins, swiping his tongue over Blue's bottom lip. "I may need to see you again."
Blue smirked, "You think so?" He said sitting up. He held out his hands, "I don't suppose you can cut this off me now?" He said wanting nothing more than to dress and leave for his cell. Maybe he'd visit Sword.
"Possibly." Mutou snickers in reply, taking his time getting dressed before walking over to pull some scissors from his drawers. Tapping the metal against his cheek, he looks that used, sweaty body over. "Yes, it's definitely a possibility." He takes a hold of the bound hands and snips them free.
Blue rubbed his wrist before getting his pants and putting them on, not caring to put on his boxers. He was just going to change when he got back to his cell anyway. Though it did give him something to wipe his stomach off on, and he did so. "So Am I free to leave now?"
Mutou nods, watching Blue carefully. "You certainly are, Mr. LaFave. Be sure to come see me again if you need anything."
He nodded, "I will. And it's Blue by the way. No one has called me by my real name in years." He said walking over to the door and unlocking it. He waved once to the warden before stepping out and heading back to the cells. He would go to the showers first, he decided. He didn't care if the hot water was on or not.
~endscene~