Hostage Situation

The cheap ceiling lights of the boiler room gave an annoying yet low buzz. It was the only the sound that could be heard between Kano’s words. Kano walked around his new hostage. “Johnny, Johnny, Johnny… What are we going to do with you?”

Johnny Cage smiled pridefully. He sat on an old office chair with his hands handcuffed behind his back. He leaned back, stretching the tattoo across his thick chest. “Listen. How about we go out for dinner real quick, watch a little movie, and you just walk me home? It’ll be the date night we’d both prefer.” Johnny Cage joked. “You can come too, babe!” He glanced at Kira, who was in the corner, videotaping the interrogation as Kano had requested. Kira didn’t say anything. She continued videotaping and chewing gum.

Kano grabbed Johnny by his gelled hair. “Sure, mate. We can go on a snazzy date. I’ll take you anywhere you want.” He leaned in towards Johnny, who was still smiling. “Where is Sub-Zero?”

“How should I know where old Frosty the Snowman went? Don’t you know? He only shows up during Christmas snow!” Kano immediately smacked Johnny for that remark. Johnny still continued to smile.

“Sektor is paying me big for this job, and honestly, I wouldn’t want to disappoint that psychotic freak.” Kano began circling. “It seems anytime I get a new deal, you and your Special Forces crew know exactly when and how to screw those deals. So, I’m asking you nicely. Where is he?”

“Okay…” Johnny sounded serious for a moment. “I’ll tell you.” He sighed as he began to explain. “You see… Sub-Zero had been hanging out in some court when suddenly a couple of cyborgs showed up and caused some trouble.” Kano listened as Johnny continued. “After one fight, Sub-Zero’s mother told him that he needs to move to Bel-Air.” Kano immediately rolled his eye and started walking away. “That’s right.” Johnny giggled under his breath. “Sub-Zero is the true Fresh Prince of Bel-Air!” Kano immediately charged towards Johnny and punched him square in the nose. The chair rolled back against the wall. Johnny, though pain, immediately cackled out with blood dripping from his nose. "Hey! I told you! Not the face!"

Kano walked over to Kira, who was still recording. “I’ll take care of it from here.” He took the camera from her. Kira nodded and began leaving the room without another word. Kano locked the door behind her. He took the camera and positioned it on the floor, making sure it had clear view of Johnny. “Alright, mate.”

“Oooh!” Johnny taunted. “We taking the training wheels off? Are we big boys now?”

Kano moved to a corner of the room and began removing all of his blades and belts. “Yeah… We’re big boys, alright.” Kano began removing his pants.

“Whoa! I didn’t ask to see granny panties! Don’t let me see splash back of your undies. The last thing I want to see is the shit stain on there.” Johnny continued to joke.

Kano turned wearing only a thick pair of black boxers briefs. “Sorry, mate. I’d say it’s a shame it had to come to this, but honestly, I’ve been wanting to do this for a while.”

Johnny looked up towards Kano, who was standing over him. “D-Do what?” Johnny stuttered yet still tried to crack a joke. “The macarena?” Kano dove his face in and forced his lips onto Johnny. “Mmmmmph!” Kano pushed the chair against the wall as he began to straddle Johnny, locking his lips harding. Johnny whined and cringed into the kiss. Kano tasted like a thousand cheap cigarettes. Kano released the kiss and began kissing the actor’s neck. “Whoa!” Johnny called out. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! No no no no! This is not~” He was interrupted from a shudder of pleasure and disgust.

“You know what I want. Tell me.” Kano began sucking on his chest. His unsteady breathing made his chest Kano's plaything.

“I-I-I know where he is!” Johnny tried to stop Kano.

“Where, mate?” Kano continued, listening for an answer but licking his nipple.

“He’s… He’s…” He watched helplessly as Kano began pulling down Johnny’s pants. They were tight, giving Kano a struggle to pull them off. Johnny held onto the chair, hoping to make it harder for Kano. With a swift pull, Kano managed to pull them down, revealing a tight g-string. The struggle had made Johnny somewhat hard, exposing his sweat drenched cock. “Alright!” Johnny screamed. Kano ignored him and began pulling down his g-string. “I’ll tell you…” Kano stopped and smirked. Johnny closed his eyes. “I’ll tell you… how to get to Sesame Street.”

Kano threw him from the chair and onto the floor in a fury. Johnny fell in a mad laugh with his ass protruding upwards. Kano dropped his trunks. His uncut dick rolled out, dying for some action. Before Kano could make a move, Johnny’s hands glowed green. In a flash of power, Johnny broke his handcuffs. He leaped over and snatched the camera that had been recording them, turning it off. He stood up. Kano, drenched in the sweat of anticipation, glared at his hostage. “You could have escaped any time, huh mate?”

“Basically. Also, I have a tracking device in my shoe, so… Sonya should be here in about 15 minutes or so.” Johnny shrugged. He rubbed his hair, which had lost most of its gel due to sweat. “Listen… I didn’t think this encounter would go in this direction, and I honestly don’t mind. So I’m giving you a choice: Leave now, and I won’t chase.” Kano was surprised by this. “Attempt to fight me, and I’ll kick your ass like I’ve always done. Or…” Johnny smiled.

“Or…?”

Johnny began removing the remainder of his pants and his g-string. “We continue from where we were.” He crouched down and opened his legs. “Better hurry. You only have 15 minutes.”

Kano gave a light smile. “What makes you think I’m interested in finishing where we left off?”

“You wouldn’t have done half of what you did if you weren’t.”

Kano looked away, both annoyed and interested. “And if blondie catches me fucking you?”

“The entire tape proves I wasn’t enjoying it.” Johnny shrugged. “Look, if you want to run…”

“Shut yer dirty trap.” Kano leaned in began lifting Johnny’s legs, presenting him.

“Yeah, you’re not one to talk. Ever heard of tooth paste? That kiss was like kissing the ass of a~ Nuuuggghhhh!” Kano was beginning to enter. Johnny suddenly lost the rhythm of his humor.

“First time, love?” Kano joked.

“Of course not… Just didn’t expect you to do it while I was talking~ Aaaah!” Johnny arched his back.

Kano laughed. He bent over to meet Johnny face to face. Not wasting time, he began grinding fast. Johnny wrapped his arms around Kano’s shoulders. One of Kano's hands was dug deep into his juicy thigh. Kano was pushing hard, but Johnny had so much cushion that it was like a pillow. “Just so we’re clear!” Kano grunted in a thrust. “I don’t pull out with guys.”

Johnny laughed in his heavy breath and panting. Sweat poured down his face and pecs. His pecs were bouncing from the grind. “Well, I don’t know! I’m not ready for the responsibility of getting pregnant and having a~” He was interrupted Kano putting his hand over his mouth.

Kano laughed. “You talk too much, mate.” Johnny laughed into his palms. Kano penetrated Johnny harder, as Johnny’s legs squirmed and began wrapping themselves around the thug. “Oh god… Here we go!” Kano gave a weak and whining grunt.

Johnny moaned into Kano’s hand, as he could feel Kano cum splash into him. His arms and legs fell weakly from Kano, as he caught his breath. Kano removed his hands from his mouth. Johnny spoke, “That was brief but… some of the best action I’ve had in months.”

Before Kano could say anything, a loud banging shook the door to the room. “Kano!” It was Kira. “We gotta go! Special Forces are onto us!”

“That’s fine!” Kano rushed to gather his clothes. “I’m done in here, anyway!”

“What about Johnny?” Kira called out.

Kano froze and glanced at Johnny. Johnny shrugged. “...We’re leaving em! He doesn’t know shit, and I don’t need him dead yet!” He got his pants on as fast as he could.

“Are… Are you sure you don’t want to kil~”

“Don’t question me, Kira!”

“Yeah, don’t question him!” Johnny shouted.

“Shut up!” Kano shouted at him. Johnny silently giggled, sitting on the floor, naked. Kano rushed toward the door and stopped. He glanced at Johnny. Sitting beside Johnny was the camera with most of the footage of what went down. Kano walked over and snatched it. “I need this for later.”

“Fap bank?”

Kano stopped at the door and nodded. “Honestly, yes. So long, love!” Kano rushed out the door.

Johnny curled over on the floor. He winced as cum poured out of his ass from the movement. He rested his head on the floor. “He’s right about one thing… I have no idea where Sub-Zero is. Sonya doesn’t tell me shit.”