Bound By Contract

Amayra's Pov

"Please, sir, I don't think this is appropriate," I pleaded, standing awkwardly in the washroom, my eyes going everywhere except him, our hands were stuck together, my left hand to his right, as he tried to unbuckle his belt with the other.

"Stop talking," he sounded irritated and I can guess why, I bit my lip, holding back a laugh, I should have been crying over the mess I'd gotten myself into, but his frustration was too funny to ignore.

"Damn it!" he mutters under his breath as he tried to pull away his hand from mine and it wouldn't budge and he looks down at me glaring, my eyes went towards the heater as it poured the hot water into the bucket, and I could see hot vapor coming out of that bucket and my eyes widened.

"How hot is that water?" I ask, shocked as he pulls me towards the bucket next when he can't remove his belt with one hand.

"Close enough to boiling," he replied, and my eyes widened, I yanked back, panicking as he aimed our hands toward the hot water.

"Are you mad? I'm not burning my hand!" I say as he glares at me.

"Fine, then help me unbuckle my belt," he said, turning toward me. My face burned, and I knew I was blushing.

"Wh- what? No!" I say as he pulls me towards the bucket of hot water again.

"We are either doing this or that," he says and I scream internally.

"Wait, wait," I say and stop him, "How about we pour some hot water on our hands instead of putting our hands in that hot water?" I suggested, he looked irritated but grabbed a mug, scooped the hot water, and without any warning, he dumped it on our hands as I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Shut up! You're going to make us both deaf," Rudra snapped, shaking his hand as if it would somehow free us, I could feel the heat from the water lingering on my skin, but luckily it wasn't enough to burn, just enough to sting.

"Are you out of your mind? You could've warned me!" I shouted, glaring up at him. 

"Do you want me to do a countdown the next time?" he shoots back.

"Yes! Or a little warning wouldn't kill you!" I say, shaking our joined hands in front of him, "Now what? This idea didn't work," I tell him and he clenches his jaw irritated.

"Now, you help me unbuckle my belt," he says and my eyes widen again.

"No!" 

"Amayra, either you help me, or I will put our hands inside that hot bucket, your choice," he states, sounding serious and I groan.

I could feel the heat rising on my face as I realized there was no other option than to help him or burn our hands in the process, "Fine," I said, sounding embarrassed at what I was about to do.

He took hold of the other side of the belt and waited for me to help, I hesitantly reached toward his belt. My hands trembled as I fumbled with the buckle, feeling utterly mortified. The sound of water dripping into the bucket filled the silence.

"Can you hurry up?" he asks, sounding desperate and I stop myself from laughing as I try to unbuckle the belt.

"I'm trying!" I say and after a few more seconds the buckle finally came undone and I let out a sigh of relief, "Done!" I mumbled and immediately took my hand from the front of his pants.

Rudra looked at me amused, "That wasn't so hard, was it?" he asked and I glared at him.

"You're impossible!" I say frustrated.

"Now, turn around Amayra, or do you plan on watching the enti-"

"Ew, shut up!"  I cut him off, spinning around so fast I nearly fell down, I was already mortified and didn't need him making it worse.