Call me a hostage

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Ambers P.O.V.

We've been in this room for hours. It's dark in here due to the black painted walls and grey curtains covering the bolted window next to me. Im so fucking mad at Harry words can't even describe.

"I can't believe this" I mumble

"I know this is a lot to take in but I never meant for you to be dragged into this. This all happened for money" his voice was weak.

"I was hooked on drugs. I was in a gang not really a gang but I can't think of another word. We sold drugs and guns sometimes we would get girls to sell sex and collect money that way but I didn't want to live like that anymore so I left" He stood up and peeked out of the a small hole im the boarded up window as he spoke.

"So you owe money because..." I asked. He sighed and turned to face me as I got up and made my way over to him. I ran my fingers through his hair as a way to soothe him. "If I wanted to leave I had to pay a fine. Why? I don't know, those greedy fuckers find any way to get money I didn't have the money so I moved here about 4 months ago. I met some friends and started going to parties so I could look like a typical guy.He found out where I lived and kept asking for the money so I went to a random house to hide and you know the rest" He layed his head in the crook of my neck.

That was a lot. Maybe I should ease up on him and do something nice to him.

Something pleasurable.

I let my hands slowly travel down his long torso and I watch as he looks at me with a confused expression

I feel the bulge grow in his pants and give it a little squeeze "What are you doing there are cameras in here, crazy!" he whispered I shrugged and got down on my knees, pulling his pants and briefs down on the way. His member was just as thick as I remember from last night. I took him in my hand and pumped a few times before licking his tip. "Come on kitten just get on with it" he groaned. I giggled and took him in as deep as I could until I gagged. He moaned loudly and began to rock his hips gently.

Man in the surveillance room's P.O.V.

Um....ok

Y/N'S P.O.V.

I bobbed my head faster until he was a panting mess above me, pulling at my hair.

A/N: I didn't have time to finish the blow job scene but you know what happened.

Will harry get the money?

Will they escape?

Comment your prediction!

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