but i do not approve

An innocent man is home with his family instead of spending his kids' whole childhoods in jail for "resisting arrest" when none of the cops could agree on why he was being arrested in the first place. (But it definitely had nothing to do with him being a Black man in a nice car, honest! 🙄)

And it still took like two hours of delibration after we'd heard all the evidence because one lady was so gung ho about believing everything the cops said, even when not a single goddamn one could agree with their own testimony, let alone their colleagues'.

Pointing out all the inconsistencies and admitted misconduct and letting people slowly come to their own conclusions as the trial played out was fucking hard, I won't lie. I can be patient, but it doesn't come naturally to me.

But. Yelling about how this was obviously a bs case would have shut everyone down and made them stop listening. Asking questions and letting people discuss how the cops tried to make xyz sound suspicious but it was totally normal, or about how if things played out the way the cops said then logically events should have proceeded in a totally different direction, and positing different theories that actually lined up with the evidence presented?

That got people thinking, and everyone realized that for a variety of reasons we all had reasonable doubts that the defendent had committed any of the crimes of which he was accused.

Rating: Mature Warnings:  No Archive Warnings Apply  Fandom: The Heart Killers Relationships: Bison/Kant Characters: Kant, Bison Additional Tags: Bad BDSM Etiquette, Dom/sub, Under-negotiated Kink, Orgasm Denial, Subdrop, Crying, badsexbingo’s Bad Sex Bingo 2025, Grinding, one (1) instance of the word daddy being used in a jojo-honoring way 

Summary:

They’re home, and the cats are fed. Kant has let Bison fuck his face, then kept him in mouth until he was ready for a second, sloppy blowjob. It was intimate and homey and should have been perfect, would have been perfect, if not for the nagging fear of another dismissal. Each had landed harder than the next, and now Bison wants to get up, is calling him demanding, and Kant is starting to panic.

“Bison,” he tries. “It’s been two weeks.”

“Sixteen days, actually, I’m impressed.”