kinkfest | Weiss Kreuz, All of Schwarz (Reply)

Title: A Simple Plan
Author/Artist:

lady_ganesh
Rating: R
Warnings: None, really
Summary: Schuldig has a plan. Be afraid.
A/N: It's probably not exactly what the prompt (All of Schwarz: Orgy! - Schuldig can be very persuasive when he puts his mind to it) intended. Hope it still satisfies! Edited to thank

lindentreeisle for beta work. ♥

He tried Crawford first.

"No," Crawford said, getting up from his chair.

"You know it's inevitable," Schuldig said, purring against his ear. "You're just putting up token resistance to maintain the illusion of free will."

"The answer is still no," Crawford said. "I'm going out. Don't expect me back."

"You'll be back," Schuldig said to the door, as it shut in his face. "I know you will."

"You don't know anything," Crawford's voice snapped back through the wood.

"God hates orgies," Schuldig said, leering up at Farfarello.

"Let me down," he said. "Then I'll talk."

"Seed spilling," Schuldig said, sliding his arms up Farfarello's as he loosened the straps of the straightjacket. "Homosexuality. And Nagi's just fifteen. You can't ask for more sin than that."

"You'll never talk the others into it," Farfarello said, taking Schuldig's hand and gracefully dropping to his feet.

"But if I do?"

Farfarello's good eye gleamed. "Then it'll be a miracle, and God approves of those."

"I don't know what you're thinking," Nagi said, eyeing his computer screen dispassionately, "but the answer is no."

Schuldig answered in images. Nagi paled, which wasn't really noticeable on Nagi, but Schuldig was psychic. "You're disgusting."

"You like it," Schuldig said. This was not completely a lie. "You're horny." That was the truth.

"You're still disgusting," Nagi said.

"You'll give in," Schuldig said confidently. "You all will."

Three weeks passed. Three long and frustrating weeks. The problem with pissing off a mindreader, Crawford reflected, was that the mindreader knew all your weaknesses. And the problem with pissing off Schuldig is that the asshole fought hard and dirty.

...he shouldn't be thinking about the word hard. Damn. The handcuffs casually dropped in the bathroom were bad enough; the note about I'll wear them gladly once you change your mind had been worse. God knows what Schuldig had dropped on Nagi's computer, and Crawford knew that snuff porn with nuns that showed up on the cable last night hadn't been a coincidence.

"Fine," he snapped to the bathroom mirror. "Let's give you what you want."

Crawford was half-undressed when Schuldig came back to the apartment. "You ready?" he asked, grinning.

Schuldig was suspicious but Crawford was unreadable. He had the handcuffs in his hand, though. "Sure," Schuldig said, grinning like he knew he'd won. Acting like you had the upper hand never hurt anything.

"Good," Crawford said, and snapped the first cuff on his left wrist. He briskly led Schuldig to the bathroom, and cuffed him to the shower curtain rod.

"Kinky," Schuldig said approvingly.

"You have no idea," Crawford said dryly. "Are you ready?" he called.

"Aye." Farfarello sounded horny and relaxed; delicious, Schuldig thought. "Come in."

"On my way," Crawford said, and walked out of the bathroom.

Then Schuldig sensed the satisfaction coming from the other three. "Wait-- wait! You assholes!"

He could hear Nagi giggling in the bedroom. His mind was hazy with alcohol and lust. Damn it.

"Looks like we have free will after all," Crawford called back to him, and shut the bedroom door behind him.