random OC oneshots cuz why not

If You Can't Convinced Them, Seduce Them

This one's new, I wrote it yesterday, inspired by a prompt on Pinterest.
Enjoy 🫶

Working with the police wasn't exactly my thing but it was either work with them in this case or go to jail.
I'm not going to jail for something that's not murder.
Unfortunately I wasn't the best actor around the people we were busting and they caught me and now I was in a room, tied to a chair with zip ties, waiting for the big boss to come interrogate me.
Jokes on them u got away with at least 10 murders, interrogated for 20 and never got caught anywhere.
I'll be harder to crack than a nut.
The door opened behind me, I didn't turn around, just sat straight.
"So you're the little rat they told me about" it was a male voice, deep but a soft kind of deep.
He circled around me, checking me out, I didn't look at him.
"Tell me, how long have you been here?"
"Here as in this room or your little mafia?" I asked with raised eyebrows, finally looking at him.
"My mafia" he leaned on the table getting uncomfortably close to my face.
"Well, for the past six months but math ain't my strongest subject so maybe longer" I rolled my eyes, immediately regretting it and he grabbed my chin forcing me to look in his eyes.
"Don't get funny with me boy" he growled, getting in kissing range of my face.
"I'm not messing with you, but I am getting a bit hard right now if you'd like to know" he violently, letting me go with a disgusted grunt.
"In top of being a rat you're also a fag?!" He screamed.
"I'm not a rat man, me and the police aren't on the best terms" he didn't seem convinced.
"I know you're working with them, don't lie to me fag" he once again got close to my face.
"Why would I work with them if I decided to join you?" I countered but he still didn't budge.
"Because no one tries to earn my trust as much as you've been trying for the past six months unless they're a rat" he laughed.
"Or they're in love with you" I added "I mean, you are hot" if you can't convince them, seduce them. It usually worked for me.
"I'm not gay like you, fag" He spat the words like Venom but I was immune.
"Then why are you this close to my face, huh?" His face flushed red from either embarrassment or anger.
He then proceeded to bitch slap me as hard as he could.
"Ah, wow" I lift my head back up "I've met a lot of pricks in my life." I moved my jaw a little, obviously it hurt "but you sir, are a cactus"
He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, lifting me in the air "don't you dare disrespect me like that" he growled.
"You know, this is still kinda hot, you can br as kinky as you want with me" he threw me to the ground, to say it didn't hurt would be a lie but I'd do anything to keep my cover.
He headed towards the door as I helped myself up "if you feel like talking say so, for now you'll stay in here but I'll make sure you're not left alone" he smirked over his shoulder as he left.
After him two men came into the room holding baseball bats.
Believe me, they had fun with me.
Not the fun I would've liked but believe me they will pay.