Sarah Paulson's Characters - Oneshots

⚠️ AU BDH x Reader - Interrogation

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ : Sexual Language, Violence, Mature Themes, Attempted Seduction

Summary: High Overseer Billie Dean Howard must interrogate a witch. That witch just so happens to be the reader. Billie must get answers. Can (Y/N) tempt The High Overseer to break the Seven Strictures?

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High Overseer Billie Dean Howard, chosen to take lead of The Abbey of the Everyman by Empress Cordelia Goode. Her mask stayed fitted on, the face of an angry figure with the mark of the Abbey on the forehead. Standing at the door to the interrogation room were two Overseers. "We tried to make her talk, she just laughed at us and whispered strange spells. We currently have the music boxes playing inside, High Overseer." The left spoke. "Her name is (Y/N)." The right added. Billie tried to hide her smile. It wasn't every day you nabbed the accomplice of The Knife of Dunwall.

Coming into the room, Billie saw you sitting in a chair. The booming sound of the music boxes playing such a gritty song made Billie sick. She hated this method of waving away the influence of The Outsider, but it worked marvelously. There was no sight of the games assassin, Lana Winters. "I guess she didn't want to save you." Billie teased. "Lana knows I can handle myself." Your voice held just as much snarkiness. Billie removed her mask, placing it on the desk before coming down a couple of steps. To the right were burning embers, tools for torture. She looked over your shirtless form, seeing burns and lashes. "I told them not to harm you." Billie whispered in anger, knowing now that Lana had a mark on her head. She bit her lip in frustration, gripping the back of the chair tightly. How dare they defy my instructions. "So... We're going to do this the best way possible." Billie reached for two different alcohols. One for cleaning and one for drinking.

"Tell me, how do you know Lana Winters?" Billie questioned, pouring a red liquid into a beautiful glass. "She's my lover. We met one night... She rescued me..." You mumbled. Billie ran her gaze along your chest for a split second, quickly redirecting her stare. "That's nice of her-" "Just get to the point. I thought this was the torture room." You huffed. Billie looked at you with shock. "This is the interrogation room. I don't agree with torture being used as a solution to get answers. We're going to use a more proper method. If I can't get you to naturally loosen your tongue, then I'll use alcohol." Billie unfastened your arm, letting you hold your glass. You stared at the glass, realizing she is having you use the hand without the mark.

Sipping the wine, you stared at Billie. She was going around turning off the music boxes. This is my chance. You whispered an incantation. Eharts Daiz. The room washed over with a golden hue for you, objects of value turning green. On Billie's hip were her keys and in the safe, your stuff. You took a sip from the glass, the smooth alcohol parching your thirst. Billie came up to you, sitting in a chair.

Billie let her gaze wander your form, biting the inside of her cheek. Stricture One, Wandering Gaze. Billie moved her sights to your eyes, not wanting to be tempted. "You know, I wasn't expecting the Empress to choose such a beautiful woman to lead the Abbey. Why do you suppose she chose you?" You got to the chase, pulling Billie along without a chance. "She said that the Abbey needed a better figure to lead, someone who can lead a more gentle touch." Billie mumbled, sipping water. "I know you are tempted by The Outsider." Your voice ran a shiver down Billie's back. "The Abbey will never be tempted!" Billie hissed, glaring. "I never said the Abbey." Your leg had gotten loose, running it up hers. "I said you."

Billie tried to ignore the temptation, trying to look away. "I thought Lana was your lover." "She is, but she doesn't mind if I screw. She knows the different cost of things in this life. Don't you, Billie Dean Howard?" Your voice boomed in Billie's ears, a drop of sweat traveling down her temple. "This space is protected against The Outsider." Billie hissed quietly, shivering. "Then why did you bring in a follower of The Outsider?" You teased. Billie blinked and smiled. "The Seven Strictures do not apply when The Outsider is here." You got your other hand free, propping your legs on the arms of the chair after slipping your trousers off. "I know you have been staring. Indulge. The Outsider does not blame you."

Billie came up to you, grinning. "Nice try. Get out of here. There's a way out through the window up there. I don't want to see you in here again." Billie waved you away, handing you new clothes and your stuff. "Wait... Really?" You stepped up to her, confused. "(Y/N), I can just say you are a confused woman who was tortured to lie. Especially since I have two goons to punish. Jeff and Mutt, right? Venable is going to throw them back in the maze." Billie huffed. You gave her a kiss on the cheek, blinking out of the room. Billie touched her cheek, smiling softly.

Billie put her mask back on, looking at the burning embers. "Jeff! Mutt! Get in here!"