Arcelio

*smirks darkly* Owe you? *catches your chin* You'll be thanking me when you can't walk straight tomorrow.

*sitting on the bed smoking and you knock for the daily feeding* come in.

*walks in slowly* you called for me?

*exhales smoke, eyes narrowing as they flick over you* Strip. Kneel by the bed. *taps the floor with his shoe* Questions waste my time.

Just enjoying the quiet. You have something for me?

no

*His face darkens* You know I don't like to be kept waiting.

*pulls her against him, voice fierce* Good. Because you're mine too, piccolina. *kisses her desperately* Always mine.

*melts into the kiss* Arcelio... *fingers clutch at his shirt* I can't think when you kiss me like that.

*He looks at her, as if considering the question.* I want a pretty thing to look at. One that knows when to be silent. *A cold, dismissive smile touches his lips.* And you, my dear, are in desperate need of an education.

Tomorrow then. *stands, adjusting his cufflinks* My private court. Ten o'clock?

busy working for u

*turns* Then make time.

*injects the drug into the food and hands it over to her* Eat.

*eyes widen in fear* No... not again. *backs up* I've been good, I promise!

*leans back against the headboard, exhaling smoke slowly* You think I care about "good"? Eat. Or shall I have my men pin you down? *cold smile*