Episode one: A Cold Whisper {Game of Thrones} (COMPLETED)

Harley

"Erik... please, I'm trying to hunt."
Harley felt sick. Her whole body was weak and shaking.
"Can't you just like, do your thing? Warg into the rabbit and then just... kill yourself?"
A cold shiver ran down the length of Harley's spine at the sound of Erik's dangerous words.
"Where's the fun in that," she breathed.
Erik smirked. His eyes were filled with... lust.

"I guess you're right," he growled. His eyes then darkened, "I heard something. Something... about you and Oliver."
Harley held back a gasp. She shuddered.
"There's nothing going on Erik... I swear, he's just a good friend."
"Well you see, I heard differently."
"Well you heard wrong! I promise Erik please, I would never betray you."
Harley bit her tongue and forced herself to speak these words. She absolutely despised the man, but was terrified of him at the same time.

"Prove it." he whispered.
"Don't hurt Oliver... Erik, please."
Erik looked extremely satisfied.
"Do you remember what happened to Brysak?" he continued.
Harley's words were caught in her throat for a few seconds.
"How could I fucking forget!?" she cried out hysterically.
Harley picked up the rabbit she had stuck with the arrow, and stalked out of the woods. But before she had even made it out of the clearing, Erik grabbed her upper arm and hauled her back toward him, causing her to drop her bow, the rabbit and all her arrows. She let out a shaky breath as they scattered across the snowy forest floor.

"You can't get away from me Harley." he breathed in her left ear.
He violently flung her to the ground. She knew what he was going to do. He grabbed her cold, snow-speckled, thick and pure black hair in his fist and gripped tightly. He brought his lips to her ear, and bit her lobe until she yelped in pain.
"Erik please!"
"Shh," he spoke softly, and ran his knuckle down her check from behind, "you know you like it..."

He ripped her trousers down and hoisted her so that she was on her hands and feet. When her lower half was bare, Erik violently pushed himself all the way into her core. Harley whimpered, and a stream of tears ran down her grubby face. He continued until Harley's arms gave way, her palms and fingers ached as the snowy ground numbed them. She cried.
"Shh."
Erik kept on going, grunting with each thrust.
"You're mine." he kept repeating.
Harley felt herself tensing up. She did all she could to hold back her moan, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction. However she sobbed uncontrollably, and that was impossible to hold back.
When Erik finished inside her, he shoved her harshly into the snow, half naked in the cold.

Suddenly, he kicked her in the stomach, and pushed her further into the ground.
"That's for Oliver, tell him I said hello."
Erik swiftly strode out of the woods, and disappeared from view, leaving Harley alone, body blue and quivering. Tears running down her cheeks from her lifeless brown eyes.