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Day 1: Hide +Bondage = Valletta/Reinhardt Special Side Story
“Hahh… hah.” Valletta huffed, struggling in the bathtub as she barely catched here breath. The sense of being choked, starved and abandoned gripped her and dragged her into a further spiral. Her face grew messy as that prominent fear crawled through her body.
knock. knock
“Valletta.” A kind voice resonated from the cracks of the door connect the rooms. His voice had always sounded to be burning with passion it had seem like. The girl’s expressionless face grew darker as she heard it.
“…” Her mouth opened, but barely any whispers escaped from it. She covered her face with her hands, feeling nothing but a sense of frustration.
Reinhardt leaned on the door, laying his head gently onto it, “Come on out. I miss you.”
Valletta’s face bloomed a slight pink hearing it but her eyes remained… still. It was like she had no soul left.
”You love me right?”
“I—“ Ofcourse she craved for that affection but was sickened by it. Who and what else would give her that… This attempt at hiding was a failure to begin with. Valletta dropped her head, looking down at her bruised legs, “Coming…”
Reinhardt caressed her cheek, leaving a slight tint of red when he touched her. He smiled brightly, curving his eyes into crescent, “What do you have to say to that?”
Her eyes widened in tiredness, glancing away momentarily before her eyes meet his, “I love you too.” Valletta felt her body getting lighter, she was dragged into the man’s arms. Trapped within the gentle hug, her muscles gradually relaxed which let her be embraced by his warmth.
“Valletta?”
”Yes.”
”Can I tie you up?”
She closed her eyes, “Yes,”
He kissed her forehead, flashing her a delightful grin. Valletta however, lifted the corners of her mouth and gave him a crafted smile.
“I love you, Valletta.” He took her clothes off in an instant before carrying her onto their bed.
His long silver hair draped over her body. Almost like a shear prison.
”Mmm-“ He had tickled her waist a bit. His tongue invaded her, swallowing her lips greedily.
Reinhardt gripped her wrists, pushing his tongue further into her mouth. It explored and sooth her tongue further out. Reinhardt let go of his hands from her wrist, scratching her back. Valletta flinched at the wet sensation was felt between her legs. She moved her hands before feeling a restrained feeling… Then slowly red ropes tangled her arms laying them tightly on the bed.
”You—“
“Why did you hide? There was a need to.” He buried his nose into her nape, laying tender kisses there. He glared at her when her eyes drifted away.
“I promised to protect you wholeheartedly. What need is there to hiding.” He touched her neck, a red ribbon wrapped around it carefully. His fingers pushed her chin up to face him. His eyes melted, “Tell me, Valletta.”
Valletta smiled tiredly, “I needed a breather.”
”Was I too much? Do you hear yourself. What did I do wrong now? Do you want me?”
She paused, feeling guilty about her words, “I— Ofcourse.”
Valletta felt dizzy with the barrage of questions. Her eyes widened as her mouth froze open. Her face grew redder
“Well—“
”Hahhh.” Reinhardt laughed, seeing her disheartened face was cute. He pecked her lips with care before putting her into his arms. The bondage stuck together and tied her hands together. He kissed the red tint under her eyes.
”Can I enter you?”
Her eyes stayed still, empty of emotion. Valletta snuggled into his nape.
”Yes…”