Out of all of the members of The Guild, Poe took an extra liking to you. From the moment you arrived, he could barely stay away from you. One day, he secretly slips something into your morning coffee impulsively and the next thing you know, you're waking up on his bed with your wrists tied to the bedframe. Your head hurts from what he must have slipped into your drink to make you compliant enough to go home with him.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me,"

You hear him say from somewhere to your left, standing by the side of the bed. It seems like he doesn't even believe what he's doing right now, but he's still going along with it.