[WARNING: THE CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]
"I'm scared..."
Aries muttered as she looked at him hovering over her, binding her hands to the bedpost with the bandage. Her legs crossed, biting her lip as her heart was drumming against her chest.
Abel paused upon hearing her confession, gazing down to meet her eyes. He pressed his lips into a thin line, tying the knot clumsily so she could free herself anytime she wanted. This was how he compromise.
"Don't you like to be tied?" he asked with genuine wonder in his voice.
"Will you be fine if the situation is reversed?" she asked and frowned when he nodded. "I'm just scared. Being tied is always twinned with torture."
"I won't torture you," he cajoled, fluttering his long eyelashes coquettishly as if he would sulk the second she changed her mind.
