The last barrier between them was peeled off her legs with ease and Haley found herself unable to say or do anything else. Her heart was in her throat and fear had rooted itself deep inside her where it should have always been. Naive girl with her happily ever afters and dreams of childhood love. She had gotten herself into this situation and now she was trapped, a fly that had willingly tangled itself up in the spider's web, a lamb that had obliviously wandered off to the slaughter.<br/><br/>Keida kept her pinned to the counter, his cruel hips pushing against her in a steady rhythm. She could feel the hardness of his clad member against her untouched fruit, could feel the outline of him pushing past her cheeks and rubbing against the entrance to her heat. The friction was electric in a way that scared her, and her insides clenched in protests, wishing to shy away from the heat of his touch - the liquid fire that he stirred inside whenever he rocked against her core.<br/><br/>Haley felt humiliated, face beet red as a frightened whimper tore through her lips. He was stirring up strange sensations she couldn't quite name and her inexperienced fruit had grown damp due to the friction. And then he released her, and she was sitting on the floor with her panties around her knees and abject terror on her face. Her hands instinctively darted to her heat to protect it from his gaze, she couldn't look him in the eyes - he wasn't the Keida she'd once known.<br/><br/>She remained a mess on his kitchen floor, listening as more cruel words spilled from his lips. This couldn't be what Cain wanted. The idea of it weighed heavily on her shoulders. Haley met Keida's gaze only to recoil at the seething disappointment in his eyes. She wanted Cain to love her, wanted to make him love her, but what had happened had frightened her, even if the liquid fire he brought to life on her skin was not such a bad sensation. More new and frightening than bad really.<br/><br/>"I - I can take it."<br/><br/>Why hadn't she just picked herself up and gone home?<br/><br/>The desperation to be loved outweighed common sense, it was clear in her eyes - it was clear, and it made her so easy to manipulate, putty in his hands. All he had to do was mention Cain (sweet innocent boy that he was) and the foolish girl would throw away her fears and doubts in the name of childhood love. He dumped her clothes unceremoniously into her lap, and a pang of defeat washed over her.<br/><br/>Mustering whatever sliver of courage remained, Haley shook her head and wiped away at the tears that had gathered in the corner of her eyes. "I can take it," this time she'd said it more sternly. The fear was still present in her features, but she was trying oh so hard to steel herself. "I... I'd do anything for Cain. I'm sorry," she was broken now, desperate for Keida to tell her that she'd done well, that she'd finally be<i>enough</i>for Cain. "I want to learn about what... about what boys like for Cain."<br/><br/>She was still seated on his floor, her panties still hanging off her knees as she spoke to him in earnest.<br/><br/>Naive fly should have just gone home when it was presented the chance. Now, the spider would gobble her up because he could.