What he didn't expect was the hand that slapped across his face. He stared at the wall for a moment, feeling the burn on his cheek. He sighed before looking back at her. She was crying now, sobbing. Harry reached down and grabbed one of her arms by her wrist. He squeezed until she was crying out. "I thought you didn't want to be tied up." He frowned. "Huh?" "I'm sorry." She clenched the hand Harry had a grip on. "I don't know- I-" "Stupid." Harry pushed her back onto the bed and got on top of her. "Spread your legs for me." She didn't obey and Harry almost stopped to go grab rope but he stayed put. It was her first time after all. He had to let her have this at least. It's what a good person would do.All Rights Reserved
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