Interrogation

This is...something I started like, 5 years ago. XD I found it, decided I still liked it and decided to finish it. XD

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"AAAUGH! Menchi's missing again!"

The shrill screech snapped Hyatt out of her, ahem, "rest". She sprang to her feet and ran to the kitchen, where her blonde partner was frantically running back and forth, searching in every corner.

"Senior Excel?"

"Not now, Ha-chan, the emergency food supply is missing! And without the emergency food supply we'll go hungry and pass out, and as Lord Ilpalazzo's most trusted agents for the idealogical society ACROSS, we just can't have that!" Excel rambled as she continued to tear the kitchen apart. "Where IS that dog?!"

"Maybe she went for a walk?" Hyatt suggested, watching in amusement.

"How?! I locked the door and every window in this place before I fell asleep last night! And Menchi shouldn't be running around anyway, it makes the meat all stringy!"

"Just a thought."

Excel came to a complete stop for a second, staring at Hyatt while somehow managing to balance the cutting board on her fingertip.

"Hey...YOU woke up pretty early this morning, didn't you, Ha-chan?" She dropped the cutting board, kicked a few chairs out of the way, and stepped over to Hyatt. Hyatt sweatdropped.

"I always wake up early, senior Excel. Earlier than you, at least," she said, coughing up a bit of blood and leaning against the refrigerator door.

"Then YOU know where the emergency food supply went!" Excel grabbed Hyatt's shoulders. "You saw her leave and didn't do anything to stop her...or did you LET her out?!"

"Senior Excel...! I only opened the door to get the newspaper, and Miss Menchi was still asleep on the sofa...I only left the door open for a second and when I got back she was still on the sofa!" Hyatt explained.

"Okay...but you must've left the room at some point not to see her leave!" Excel fixed her partner with a stare. "Did you?"

"W-well, I did go to take a shower, but I passed out...I don't know for how long, but it couldn't have been more than a few minutes!" Hyatt said.

"I get the feeling you're not telling the whole story, Ha-chan!" Excel accused. "Am I gonna have to pump you for information?"

"Senior Excel...?! The lack of food has gone to your brain!" Hyatt gasped.

"Don't play stupid with me!" Excel pressed Hyatt against the fridge and grinned evilly. In addition to being driven insane by hunger, it was also close to Excel's..."time of the month", and her hormones were working overtime. Quickly, she stopped the scene to think for a moment.

We have gotten along pretty well since we first met...but she's also a rival for the affections of my beloved Lord Ilpalazzo, plus she gets way more screen time than me which is so not fair And yet, she does seem to like me an awful lot. Well, why WOULDN'T she, I'm the loveable, irrpressible heroine! And she calls me 'senior', that's also good. Shows she respects me no matter how many weird and scary situations I get us into! Not to mention she's pretty cute...there IS that bad habit she has of dying a lot and needing me to revive her, but other than that she doesn't demand much from me...'cept to go out and buy her cases and cases of tampons when it's her "time of the month" so she doesn't flood the apartment...

Hyatt, completely oblivious, struggled lamely in Excel's grip.

"Umm...I really don't know where Miss Menchi went! Please, let's just calm down and go outside and look for her! I'm sure she hasn't gone far!"

"Hmm..." Excel loosened her grip for a moment. "I guess we could..."

Hyatt sighed with relief. That, for some reason, made Excel think of her screaming on the edge of orgasm.

"But first, we need to know exactly when and where she's gone off to! And you seem to be withholding the information from me, Ha-chan..."

"I swear, I know nothing!"

Excel smirked.

"Looks like I will need to get some answers out of you the hard way..." she whispered.

"S-senior Excel-!" Hyatt shrieked as Excel began to tickle her mercilessly. "Why are you getting so worked up over a missing dog?!"

"Why aren't you getting MORE worked up?" Excel growled, pressing her palm against Hyatt's right breast. "You're much too calm considering the food is missing!"

"Aa-h!" Hyatt's eyes widened at the feeling of Excel's hand. "M-miss Menchi's run away before, though, and doesn't she always come back?"

"But neither of us were in the apartment at the time," Excel hissed, squeezing more firmly.

"Aaaiee...! Senior Excel...!!"

"NOW do you remember where Menchi went?"

"No!"

"Then maybe this will jog your memory." Excel wedged her knee gently between Hyatt's legs.

"A-ah!" Hyatt tried to pull herself from her senior's grip, but only succeeded in driving herself closer. Excel's thigh rubbed against her covered sex, creating a disturbingly pleasurable warmth. She knew she should fight back, but her own confused libido and physical weakness prevented her from such.

"Or this..." The blonde's fingers brushed against her thigh. "Oooh, Ha-chan's skin is so soft...!"

"S-senior...!"

"Or maybe this..."

Before Hyatt could utter a sound of protest, her top was yanked open and Excel's other hand was squeezing her breasts.

"S-senior-!" Hyatt cried. 'Could her starvation-addled mind finally have snapped?! Since when did hunger and a missing dog drive a person to molest their partner?!' she thought.

"Tell me where the emergency food supply is!" Excel demanded. Hyatt couldn't give any reply except varied moans and screams. Excel growled, somehow managing to get Hyatt's clothes off the rest of the way.

"Then it looks like I'm gonna have to move in for the kill..."

"S-senior...!"

In one swift motion, Excel's fingers slipped between Hyatt's lower lips, rubbing teasingly against her opening. With a scream, Hyatt surrendered. After another few moments of teasing, Excel thrust shallowly into her.

"This oughta teach you never to lie to your superiors, Ha-chan," Excel growled. Deeper and harder faster her fingers moved, while Hyatt continued to pant, rocking her hips against Excel's hand. She figured she'd probably die for at least a few hours from this. But she didn't care.

Then, Excel gave her a wicked grin.

"But just to be sure..." She slid her fingers out and rubbed them vigorously against the girl's clit, and the last thing Hyatt felt before blacking out was the white-hot explosion of orgasm. Somewhere miles away she heard herself scream Excel's name.

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It was indeed hours before Hyatt came back to life, surprised to find herself in Excel's bed.

"Senior?"

"Oh good, you're alive! For a second there I thought you actually died in my arms like the song says!"

"What song, Senior?" Hyatt yawned.

"I dunno, just something that popped into my head. Oh, by the way, guess who came baaaaack!" Excel held up the pouting, squirming Menchi. "You were right, Ha-chan, she must've just gone for a walk! Naughty Menchi, you know you're not supposed to make yourself stringy, you've gotta stay plump and juicy!" Menchi gave an affronted whine and wriggled free of Excel's grip.

"It is good to have Miss Menchi back," Hyatt said, then suddenly remembered why she'd died in the first place. Even if she'd ended up enjoying Excel's molestation of her, she wasn't about to let her off scot-free. "By the way, Senior..."

Ulp. I knew it, I went waaaayyyy too far back there didn't I?! I mean, I ravished her and killed her with orgasms and now she's totally gonna rat me out to Lord Ilpalazzo and he's gonna be soooooo mad!

"Yeah, Ha-chan?" Hyatt's clothes fell to the floor, her eyes gleaming in a way that both scared and excited Excel.

"I think I owe you..." Before Excel could blink her own clothes were gone and she was on her back, legs in the air and any semblance of coherent thought dashed from her brain.