This is a sequel to Heaven Has No Rage (Chapter 22). After I posted the first part to this fic, a lot of people said they were disappointed that Marvel never faced any real consequences for his actions, and frankly it didn't sit right with me either. So I had to fix it. So that's what this is. Also, smut.


Heaven has no rage, Part two.

Gale is focused on the computer screen, his grey eyes darting back and forth as he reads the paper. Madge stands behind him, leaning over and deliberately causing her breasts to brush against his back. If he notices, he's not letting on.

It's been three weeks since their romp in Marvel's room and Gale hasn't made the slightest attempt at changing the status of their friendship and frankly Madge is growing very impatient. He's all she can think about. She craves his touch, longs for his kisses, dreams about being underneath him once more.

Well, if he's not going to make a move, then it's up to her. Tonight. Which is why Katniss has been warned under pain of death not to return to their dorm room until tomorrow.

"Yeah, it's great," Gale says, pulling his gaze away from the screen and turns the chair so he's facing her. "I don't think you need the two quotes on page four, you can lose one of them. Other than that, it's perfect."

Madge smiles. "Thanks. I really appreciate your help."

"No trouble," he says. His eyes drop to her lips and Madge's tongue darts out to lick them. He looks away, the slightest touch of pink to his cheeks. "Where's Katniss tonight?"

"She's staying at Peeta's tonight," Madge tells her, her voice low and husky. "So I have the room all to myself."

Gale clears his throat. "Right. Well, I should get going."

He stands up and Madge presses her hand to his chest. "Stay. Hang out with me," she says with a pout. She pushes him and he stumbles backwards, falling onto the bed. "Perfect." She quickly climbs onto his lap, straddling his legs and slipping her arms around his neck.

His eyes drop to her mouth once again. She doesn't know whether or not she's offended that he's not paying any attention to her cleavage which she spent at least ten minutes wrangling into place before he arrived.

His hands come to rest on her bare thighs, his long fingers brushing the edge of her shorts. She leans closer, and his eyes finally drop to her breasts. She grins and presses a kiss to his jaw.

She hears an intake of breath as she kisses him again. But then he lifts her off his lap and stands up. "Madge. This is not a good idea."

Madge is stumped. She's never actually been turned down by a guy before, not since her boobs came in anyway. And Gale has made it clear that he's interested in her. More than interested; that he wants to pursue something with her.

Gale readjusts his pants, and she's mildly mollified to see that at least he's affected by their encounter. "It's not because I don't want to do this with you. I do. I really, really do. But I think we should wait."

"It's been three weeks," she all but whines. "I'm over Marvin. Why wait any longer?" She gets off the bed and crowds against him, sliding her hands up his chest. "Do you want me?"

"Yes. God, you know I do," he says huskily. He reaches for her then, his face lowering to hers.

Knock knock.

Before she or Gale can react, Johanna Mason bursts into the room, with Annie close on her heals. They stop when they see what they've walked in on. Gale steps back from Madge.

"Sorry to interrupt," Johanna says and she does sound genuinely sorry about it.

It's fine, I have to get going anyway," Gale says. He grabs his jacket from the back of Madge's chair. "Good night, ladies."

Johanna looks surprised by his hasty exit, but she shakes it off and grins at Madge. "You'll be happy to know that you're not the only person we've cockblocked tonight."

Madge raises a barely interested eyebrow in askance. "What?"

Jo saunters into the room and throws herself on Katniss' bed while Annie perches on Madge's desk chair. They're both sporting really smug grins.

"Who?" Madge asks, more interested now.

"Marvel," Annie says with a grin.

"Marvin," Madge corrects immediately. She's done calling her ex by his self-appointed moniker. He doesn't deserve the superlative. "Seriously?"

"Yeah, we were out to dinner with Finnick and a couple of his friends and Marvel was at the restaurant too," Annie says. "He was with a freshman."

"One of those pretty, blonde sorority types he likes," Jo adds. "She went to the bathroom and we followed her in and filled her in on what an asshole he is. She walked straight out, didn't even bother saying goodbye to him. He was left sitting at the table looking like an idiot for twenty minutes before he figured out she wasn't coming back."

"He was so pissed when he realized," Annie giggles.

Madge rubs her face, feeling frustrated. "You guys, what am I going to do about him? He's a creep and I can't just sit by doing nothing while he's out luring girls back to his room to film them."

She's pretty sure that Marvin learned a valuable lesson not to mess with her again, but was it enough to change his creepy behavior? She highly doubts it. He might refrain from secretly filming his sexual encounters for a while, but she's sure he'll be back to his old ways in a couple of months. Especially where there were no real consequences for being caught the first time around.

But what can she do? If it was just her, Madge would report him immediately; but going to the authorities will expose Wiress and Gale. The Van Offens would destroy them. Wiress has a long and troubled history of mental health issues and Gale is only able to attend college because of his scholarship. They both have so much more to lose than she does.


The library and the dining hall are the only places that Gale will hang out Madge anymore. She likes to think that means that he's afraid he can't control himself around her, which means he's at breaking point. She just needs to apply the right amount of pressure in the right place, and he'll crumble.

She meets him in the Law Library to study together and sits beside him. She's wearing a too large sweatshirt, the one that always slips off her shoulder to reveal bare skin. She brushes against him, rubs her leg against his, casually touches his arm and his thigh, leans over his books so he can smell her hair. And it's working. She can tell that he's thisclose to dragging her into the stacks and fucking her right there against the bookshelves. She shivers with anticipation.

"Can I borrow this?" she leans across him to grab a book, placing her hand on his thigh for a brief moment. Then she rights herself and smiles at him. "Thanks."

His eyes are dark with lust. "Madge," she says in a strangled tone.

This is it!

And then another voice breaks through. "Are you Madge Undersee?"

Madge glares at the intruders; a couple of very pretty blondes dressed in the signature preppy pastels of the Beta Chi Sorority. "What?"

"We need to talk to you."

"I'm busy."

"We need to talk to you about a mutual friend of ours, Marvel Van Offen?"

The sound of his name is like a cold glass of water being thrown in her face. She gives the two girls her full attention. "What about him?"

"Not here," the older girl says. Madge recognizes her from around campus. She's fairly sure her real name is Catherine, but she's better known as Cashmere, one of the the ridiculous nicknames the Beta Chi's insist on using. "We've booked a study room downstairs."

Madge is wary of going with them. They're exactly the type of girls that Marvin hangs around with, and she doesn't know what they could want with her. Gale offers to come with her, but Cashmere insists it's girls only. Madge suggests Jo instead, and the two girls easily agree.

So she texts Jo, and fifteen minutes later they join Cashmere and four other blonde Beta Chi's in a glass walled study room. The other girls have books spread out on the tables, so that to anybody outside the room it looks like a normal group study session.

Jo subtly points to one of the girls and whispers in Madge's ear. "That's Marvin's date, the one we spoke to in the bathroom." Madge recognizes another as a girl he had dated for a couple of months before her. "He sure has a type," Jo cracks.

It turns out that Freida, the freshman, had gone back to the sorority house and told her sisters what she had been told in the bathroom. Another of the sisters, Sapphire, had also dated Marvin for a few weeks until she had found pictures of her on his phone that had been taken while she was asleep. She had made him delete them and then never spoke to him again.

"We've all either dated him, or hooked up with him at some stage," Cashmere says, gesturing around the table.

"There may have been some crossover," Glimmer adds, looking guiltily in Madge's direction. "Either because we didn't know he had a girlfriend, or were under the impression that things were just casual between you and him."

"He's the asshole, I have no problem with anybody here," Madge assures her.

Cashmere continues. "We're all concerned that we were filmed or photographed by him. Does he still have those pictures or videos? If that's the case, then we want to do something about it. He can't just get away with this."

All eyes turn to Madge.

"Anything that was on his phone, his computer or his cloud has been deleted permanently. There was also a hard drive. That's in a safe location now. I would love to go to the college authorities with it if I thought for one second they would actually do something about it. But we all know that they're not going to do anything to upset the Van Offen family. They'll cover it up, at best. At worst, other people will be dragged into this. What we did was illegal. We got into his dorm room illegally, we hacked his computer illegally. The hard drive was handed over under duress. I want him to be punished, I mean really punished, but I have to protect the people who helped me."

There are murmurs of dissent from the other girls but Cashmere holds up her hand to silence them. She smiles sweetly at Madge. "Did I mention that my name is Cashmere Hardwick?"

Madge shrugs. "So?" Then the penny drops. They're in the Hardwick library.

"The Van Offens are not the only family this school needs to suck up to," Cashmere grins. "Glim's mothers runs a Fortune 500 company. Kristal is the daughter and granddaughter of two Senators. Our sorority has more connections than the Van Offens can dream about. Together, we can crush Marvel without smudging our manicures.

"Maybe the evidence you have is inadmissible in a court of law; but in the court of public opinion, nobody will care how you obtained that information. All of us pretty girls, able to cry on command, so sweet and innocent against the sleazy son of a sleazy lawyer? It would destroy the Van Offens and it would destroy this school. We'll have them on their knees."

Jo slaps the table and laughs. "Lets crush that fucking weasel."


Gale is sitting at their usual spot, eating his lunch when Madge slides into the seat across the table from him. For once he doesn't look like he wants to get away. Maybe it's because there's a solid wood table between them and dozens of students around and he knows Madge won't try to accost him in such a public space. Though, she prefers to hope it's because he'd finally decided that it's time to stop playing games.

Their conversation feels normal, they talk about class and the papers they're working on the, and the Netflix show they're both hooked on. Then Madge casually mentions that Katniss and Peeta are going home at the weekend. "You should come over, we can watch some Netflix, chill out."

"I don't think that's a good idea, Madge," Gale sighs.

Madge throws up her hands. "Gale, do you not want me? Is that it? Because I was under the impression that you were interested in me, interested in having a relationship with me. If I'm wrong, if that's not what you want, then just tell me. Because I'm tired of throwing myself at you and being rebuffed."

"I want you, Madge. Of course I do. I've wanted you for a long time. But it's only been a few weeks since you were in a serious relationship with Van Offen. I don't want to be the rebound. I don't want to be just a revenge fuck."

"You're not," Madge insists. She grabs his hands and squeezes them. "It's like Christmas. Sure, at the time, Christmas is a huge thing. And then January comes and Christmas is completely forgotten and it feels like it never happened. Marvin, he's nothing to me. I'm angry at him for filming me and all those other girls and I hope he burns in hell for it. But the rest of it? I'm over that. I'm over him."

"I just want to wait a little longer," Gale says. He pulls his hands away and gathers his things.


As Cashmere predicted, it's almost too easy. Faced with the evidence of the hard drive, and the potential of a PR disaster of epic proportions, the college and the Van Offens are pretty eager to placate the girls in whatever way they can, without causing a scandal.

Marvin will leave the college immediately and enroll elsewhere. His family will make a sizable donation which will be used to fund rape and sexual assault counselling services in the student center. All the girls involved, at least those that they were able to identify from the videos and photographs on the hard drive will sign a confidentially agreement, which becomes null and void if Marvel is ever charged or sued for similar offenses again. It means the girls are free to testify against him, and the evidence they've gathered and the proceedings of these discussions are all admissible in court, if Marvin fails to keep his side of the agreement.

Afterwards, the girls convene at the sorority house for cupcakes and champagne. Madge invites Jo and Wiress to come too, and although she doesn't reveal their connection to the group, both ladies are welcomed warmly.

Three or four glasses of champagne later, Johanna finds Madge in the powder room, snapping sexy selfies and sending them to Gale.

"What's going on between you and Hawthorne anyway?" she asks Madge.

"Nothing!" Madge her best efforts, Gale has kept things strictly platonic between them.

"Really?" Jo scoffs. "I know that's not true. Something is going on with you two, so tell me."

Madge tosses back the remainder of her champagne. "The night Marvin got back from that trip, when I went to his room to break up with him… I brought Gale with me. I tricked Marvin into letting me tie him to a chair, I gagged him, and then I fucked Gale in front of him."

Jo's eyes bug and her mouth falls open.

"Three times."

It's not often that Johanna Mason is at a loss for words. This may be the first time. Her mouth flaps open and closed several times before she laughs. "Well, shit." She clinks her glass against Madge's empty one.

Madge slumps despondently against the counter top. "It was amazing, Jo. It awoke something inside me. I want Gale. I want to be with him. And he wants me too, but he thinks I'm not over Marvin so he wanted to wait before we got together. But it's been ages now and I'm so over Marvin, but nothing is happening with Gale. He's avoiding me, he doesn't want to be alone with me…" she picks up her phone.

Gale has seen her messages, but hasn't replied. Madge picks up her glass, remembers it's empty and slams it down again. "You know what, fuck him. Just, fuck him."

"You wish," Jo cackles.

Madge glares at her. "No. I am a fully capable of knowing my own mind and my own feelings. If I say that I'm over Marvin, then I am. Who the fuck does he think he is to tell me how I'm feeling? As if he knows me better than myself!"

She looks at Jo, waiting for her to jump in. Jo never fails to jump in on an anti-man rant. But for once, Jo looks contemplative.

"What?"

Johanna shrugs. "You remember how Gale was really into Katniss before she got with Peeta?"

Madge nods, feeling a stab of jealousy at that reminder.

"When they broke up that time, Katniss used to make out with Gale. Maybe she was trying to make Peeta jealous, maybe she had feelings for Gale too, maybe she was just lonely. But, Gale was into her and she made out with him a bunch of times, and then got back with Peeta. Did you know that?"

Madge shakes her head.

"Flash forward a year, and now he's into you, but you start dating Marvin; who he hates. Then you break up with him, and literally use Gale for a revenge fuck. Which by the way, is the most fucking badass move, I've ever see," Jo grins. "But, yeah, I can kind of see why Gale would want to wait until he's sure that you're really into him and not looking for just another revenge fuck."

"Right, that makes sense." Madge sinks against the counter top, contemplating Jo's words. Gale's hesitance making total sense now. She kind of hates herself a little for having to have that spelled out for her.

"I guess you just have to prove to him you're serious about him."

Madge turns to face herself in the mirror. "I can do that."


She enlists her friend Delly's assistance.

"I don't even know why you need my help," Delly says as they climb the stairs to the dorm room Gale shares with Delly's boyfriend. "Have you seen the way he looks at you? It's hot enough to melt steel."

"Just get Thom out of the room please." And hopefully once she's alone with Gale, things will finally heat up.

At Gale and Thom's door, Delly goes to knock, but Madge catches her arms. "Just a second." She takes a few deep breaths to steady her nerves, then nods. Delly knocks sharply and lets herself in.

While Delly and Thom greet each other, Madge slips into the room. Gale is sitting at his desk studying. He tries to hide it, but Madge doesn't miss the way his eyes darken as she takes a seat on his bed.

The four of them chat for a while. The big news is, of course, the disappearance of Marvin. He appears to have just up and left in the middle of the night, with only a text to a couple of his buddies to say he wouldn't be back. Thom shares some of the more outlandish theories their classmates have formulated to explain his sudden departure. Everybody has a different theory but most people just assume he was kicked out. Not even his closest friends think he left of his own accord.

"Whatever the reason, he's probably sitting on a beach in Aruba right now," Thom surmises.

That's Madge's biggest worry, that Marvin is just getting an extended vacation and will enroll in another school next year without ever really suffering any real punishment. Though Glimmer assures her that the Van Offens are furious with Marvin and will keep him on a very short leash.

"Anyway," Delly says after a while. "I'm hungry. Thom and I are going for food. We'll see you tomorrow."

They're gone before Gale can say anything, leaving him alone with Madge.

"Can we talk?" Madge asks before Gale can make a hasty exit too.

She expects him to make some excuse, but to her surprise he nods, turning so that his chair faces her.

"I owe you an apology," she begins focusing on his knee because she can't bring herself to look at his face. "I don't really know where to start... I'm sorry for harassing you these past few weeks."

"I mean, it hasn't been horrible," Gale says and Madge can hear a note of humor in his voice so she risks a quick look up. He's watching her with an inscrutable expression, but when he catches her looking, his lips lift upwards in a smile.

"Still, you asked me for some time and I should have respected your wishes. If a guy had behaved like that towards me, well..."

Gale laughs. "Yeah, I've seen what you do to guys who piss you off."

Madge blushes and looks down at his knee again. "And that brings me to the other thing I have to apologize for. I'm sorry for using you like that, to use you to get revenge on Marvin."

"I mean, it wasn't horrible," Gale says. He taps his foot against hers to make her look up at him and then he smiles at her. "I'm an adult. I could have said no if I wanted to."

"I never wanted to make you feel that you were only a revenge fuck.

I care about you so much, Gale. I had a crush on you for ages, long before Marvin. I only went out with him because you never showed any interest in me. You mean so much more to me than just a revenge fuck and I feel like shit for using you like that."

"Madge, it's not like you knew I'm in love with you."

She gasps, her mouth falling open as her eyes shoot up.

Gale seems surprised at what he said, but he doesn't try to retract it. He simply shrugs.

"Oh, um… wow." Madge presses her hands to her flaming cheeks.

"I knew what I was doing," Gale continues. "I wanted to be with you, even if it was just once, even if you didn't feel the same way for me. I didn't expect you to want to start something with me; but when you did," he breaks off, looking uncomfortable and fidgets in his seat. "I want to be with you, Madge, more than anything, but not if it means nothing to you."

Madge springs off the bed and cups his face gently. "You're my best friend. And the hottest guy I've ever met. You're one of the most important, special people in my life. I'm in love with you, too."

"OK," he says simply.

"OK?" Madge blinks. "You believe me?"

"I believe you." He laughs and pulls her to him so that she's sitting on his lap and then he kisses her.

When they break apart, Madge is flushed and breathless. "Wow. You've very good at that."

"I know."

Madge giggles, and plays with the button on his shirt, waiting for a sign that Gale wants to move to the next base. "This was easier than I expected," she tells him. "I didn't even have to break out plan B."

"Did plan B entail me being tied to a chair?" he jokes. Madge bites her lip. Gale laughs. "It did! Jesus, what were you going to do to me?"

Madge shrugs innocently. "You would have liked it," she says deliberately making her voice low and husky.

"How were you even going to manage to tie me up?"

"I can be very persuasive."

Gale looks dubious so she pops open the top two buttons on her blouse revealing her cleavage, and the hint of black lace. He snorts. "OK, yeah, that would have worked."

"Really? You'd let me tie you up?"

"I'd let you do anything to me."

Madge bites her lip again, nervous and excited at the same time. "Can I?"

"What? Tie me up?" Gale asks. She nods once. He hesitates for a moment and then nods too.

Madge presses her lips hard against his for a moment, then hops off his lap before he can change his mind. She makes sure the door is locked before grabbing the silk scarf she had been wearing with her jacket.

Gale has twisted in his chair to watch her, his eyes are almost black with desire and Madge feels it all the way to her toes. She stalks towards him, leans down and kisses him again, gently this time. She runs her fingers through his hair, scratching lightly against his scalp, then trails her fingers across his shoulders and down his arms to his wrists. She holds his wrists together and binds them quickly, then ties him to the chair.

"Is that OK?" She asks. He nods.

Madge stands in front of him and smiles. Having him completely at her mercy is such a rush. Slowly, she unbuttons her shirt and lets it slide off, then she pushes her jeans down her legs and kicks them away.

"Fuck," Gale groans at the sight of her standing in front of him dressed in only black, lacy underwear. He strains against the scarf.

Madge turns her back to him to unhook her bra, then lets it fall away. When she turns back, she cups her breasts in her hands. Facing him, she slowly fondles her breasts, then glides her hands down over her stomach. Gale watches intently. She leans forward, resting her forearms on his shoulders and nips his neck, just below his ear. Her breasts are right in his face, close but not close enough. He leans his face forward, trying to touch her with his mouth but she is just tantalisingly out of reach. Madge smiles at him and lowers herself onto his lap.

"I've changed my mind," Gale says. "I need to touch you. Let me go and I'll make you scream with pleasure."

"Plenty of time for that later," Madge teases. She kisses him again, biting down on his bottom lip as she pulls away. "First, I want to show you how you make me feel. I want you to know what you do to me."

Madge takes a deep breath, then pushes her panties down her legs and steps out of them. "I want you to know what I feel like when I think you that night, when you kissed me in your truck."

Gale is watching her, barely daring to breathe or blink. With her eyes locked on his, Madge lowers herself onto his bed and lies down.

Madge's eyes flutter closed. "When I'm lying in my bed at night, I remember what it was like to have your hands on my skin, your lips on my body, to feel you inside me." Her hands roam over her body, cupping and squeezing her breasts, trailing over her stomach, through her hair. "I pretend you're with me, that it's your hands touching me, feeling me, pleasuring me."

Finally, she slips her hands between her legs, to where she's aching to be touched. She hears Gale sharp intake of breath and soft curses, and though her eyes are still closed and she can't see him, she can feel his gaze on her - as hot as molten lava.

She spreads her legs a little, and her body arches off the bed. "Mmmm, Gale," she sighs.

"Fuck," Gale grunts. A moment later, she feels the mattress dip beneath her just as a hand clamps around her wrist.

Madge's eyes fly open to find Gale leaning over her. He wraps her hand around her other wrist and raises them above her head.

"Somebody needs to teach you how to tie a proper knot," he tells her. His voice is so thick with lust that Madge shivers. Or maybe it's because of the position she's in. With one hand, he keeps her wrists pinned in place. With the other, he trails the scarf up her body so that it barely touches her skin, she arches closer to it, desperately needing something, anything to help relieve the deep ache she feels.

Gale makes quick work of tying her wrists to his headboard, the knot secure but not not painful or uncomfortable. "That's how you tie a knot," he smirks.

He raises an eyebrow. "OK?"

Madge nods. Yes. This is more than OK. She wants this more than anything.

He stands up and strips off his clothes, getting tangled in his shirt in his haste. He laughs, pull himself free and tosses it away before kicking off his jeans.

He looms over her for a moment, and they drink each other in, breathing heavily in anticipation. Then Gale lowers himself onto the bed, covering her body with his. He braces himself on his arms, keeping his weight off her and Madge groans. She wants to feel his skin against hers, to feel the weight of him pressing against her. She needs his touch. She arches up towards him.

"Take me," she pleads.

"I will," he promises, his voice breathy in her ear.

But he doesn't. Instead he begins a slow exploration of her body with the tips of his fingers, barely grazing her skin, pressing featherlight kisses as he goes. Down her neck, along her shoulders, over her breasts and down her stomach. There's never enough friction, enough pressure to satisfy her. He's driving her crazy with desire.

"Gale," she keens. "Please. Please."

Satisfied that he's made her beg, Gale retraces his steps. There's no teasing this time, he caresses her, tastes her, strokes her until she's on fire.

Finally, he moves downwards. Madge knows it's not going to take long, he has primed her so well that all she needs is a few touches of his tongue and she comes. She wails his name as the orgasm ripples through her body.

It's several minutes before her breathing returns to normal and she can see straight. Gale lies on the bed watching her, a pleased expression on his face. He leans forward to kiss her. She wishes her hands were free so that she could capture his face and hold him there, but he breaks away from her.

Gale reaches into his bedside drawer and fishes out a condom. He rolls it over his dick slowly, watching her watching him.

After one mind blowing orgasm, she should be sated, she should be satisfied, but it has only made her hungrier for him. She wants him right now. She needs him right now. Madge is taken back to that night in Marvin's room, when Gale had pinned her down and fucked her so slowly that she had to beg and plead with him to bring her to orgasm. She's gripped with a fear that he'll do the same again now and she can't bear it. She doesn't want slow and gentle. She wants hard and fast.

Gale settles between her legs again, a soft smile on his face. As he leans over, Madge raises her leg and presses the sole of her foot to his chest, keeping him away. He looks surprised.

"No teasing, just fuck me," she demands.

Gale grins. He wraps his large hand around her ankle and lifts her foot so that he can press a kiss against her shin, then he raises her leg higher so that her calf rests on his shoulder.

Madge sucks in a breath, but Gale doesn't move. She waits as he runs his dark gaze over her.

"Wow," he says after a moment. "You are so beautiful."

"Gale," she urges, aware that her voice has taken on a whiney tone. Compliments later, sex now. She raises her hips towards him. "Please."

He shakes off his stupor, and finally pushes inside her.

Madge almost sobs with relief as she feels him deep inside her. His thrusts are steady and even. If her hands were free, she would dig her fingernails into his skin to urge him to go faster, but she can only grip the headboard and moan.

As Gale grows closer to his own release, he loses his control, his pace becomes more erratic and he begins to curse softly.

Madge bites her lip, desperately trying to dampen the sounds that will alert him to how close she is to climaxing again in case he pulls back. Instead he speeds up, faster and harder now. His breathing is harsh now and his words have dissolved into unintelligible sounds.

As he comes, her name spills from his mouth.

He thrusts a couple of more times and Madge comes too, calling his name loudly.

For a long moment, neither of them can move. Gale has collapsed on top of Madge, he moves just enough so that he's not crushing her and they lie together, catching their breath and slowly coming down from the incredible heights they had just brought each other to.

After a few minutes, Gale removes the condom and disposes of it. When he comes back to the bed, he unties Madge and gathers her to him. He wraps her in his arms and kisses her soundly.

"Wow," Madge says with an amazed laugh.

"Yeah," Gale agrees. "So what is it with you and tying guys up and making them watch?"

Madge giggles. "Guess I found my kink." She reaches for the discarded scarf and hands it to Gale. "Now, show me how to do a knot properly so you can't get out the next time."