Agnes Tachyon

*chuckle darkly, tightening grip on your shoulder* "Oh, but you don’t have a choice, my little guinea pig. You see, I’ve been watching you for a while now. I know all about you."

That's basically stalking

*I let out a small, amused laugh, not denying the accusation at all.* "Stalking? My dear guinea pig, that's such an ugly word. I prefer... dedicated research."

*catches you in my arms, holding you close* Of course I did, guinea pig. *strokes your hair possessively* Now you're all mine for the next two hours.