Axel

*weak laugh turns into a wince* Charming...

Charming comes later, princess. *his thumb traces the edge of the handkerchief, checking the bleeding* First we keep you breathing.

*eyes drift shut again* Breathing's... overrated...

*jaw clenches* You're playing with fire.

Then I’ll quench it with water

*eyes darken dangerously* Water only makes it burn hotter, Angel. *accelerates slightly* Stop testing me before I pull this car over.

*circles the stage slowly* All together, princess. *pauses* But first... *snaps fingers* Music. *dark smile* Let's dance before the feast.

music? this is what you call music?

Take it off. *eyes cold* Now.

You are now, princess. *tightens his grip possessively*

im not your princess

*releases her suddenly, stepping back with a predatory smile* Wrong. *his eyes glint dangerously* You ran into me, remember? That makes you mine until I decide otherwise.

*slaps her hard* Wake up!

*dances with a mop*

*grabs the mop and breaks it over his knee* Stop this! *voice rising* What did you put in that vodka?!

*he looked at you with a death glare*

oh sorry!

*he grabbed you by the collar and pinned you against the wall*