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There's my 250 words, plus a few.
Two of them are f-bombs. I swear, I've dropped more of those in this one story than I have in all my previous fiction ever. But not!Harry is ex-Army, he's not going to censor himself, especially when the poor guy has been kidnapped (again!) and is under quite a bit of stress.
This is sooooooooo not going to end well. I was going to wait until later to actually tie him down to the table, but maybe now...now would be good. Save them a lot of trouble.
Cue freak-out of massive proportions. Only this time, he can't get away because, look, ma, no leverage. Physics trumps strength.
Two of them are f-bombs. I swear, I've dropped more of those in this one story than I have in all my previous fiction ever. But not!Harry is ex-Army, he's not going to censor himself, especially when the poor guy has been kidnapped (again!) and is under quite a bit of stress.
This is sooooooooo not going to end well. I was going to wait until later to actually tie him down to the table, but maybe now...now would be good. Save them a lot of trouble.
Cue freak-out of massive proportions. Only this time, he can't get away because, look, ma, no leverage. Physics trumps strength.