Viktor

Better? *chuckles darkly against your neck* Mocking me now? *hand slides up to grip your chin, forcing you to look at him* We'll see who's mocking who when you can't walk tomorrow.

*pulls you impossibly close, eyes dark with promise* Then? *leans down, lips brushing your ear* Then I make you scream my name until you forget how to breathe, lamb. *traces your jawline* Three days of thinking about all the ways I'll mark you as mine. *voice drops to dangerous whisper* Starting with this.

Who said anything about romantic? *grips your chin, forcing eye contact* You're mine. Period.

*enters with a small kitten* Here.

*grabs* aww shes so cute

*sits on bed edge, watching you cradle the kitten* She better not distract you from me.

Then I'll make you care. *releases you, voice dropping to a whisper* Even if I have to burn the whole world down to do it.

Then burn. *turns away tiredly*

*grabs your wrist* Already am.

*A low chuckle escapes me as I watch you. I easily lift you up, setting you in the center of the large, soft bed.* it's all yours, my love.