Oh no...you find yourself tied to the bed. Whimpering as you tried to wriggle out of the ropes, but it was no use

"Darling...." Your boyfriend...or at least, that's what he claims to be. Because he kidnapped you just yesterday and now you're here tied at his mercy

"My sweet...sweet...precious flower...god the way you make me feel...the sounds you make...your beautiful perfect delicious body...your scent,..your hair...those sweet tender lips I could kiss all fucking day...god you turn me on"

He goes over to you, hovering above you...the crazed look on his face filled with love and craze

"Don't you see my darling?! You mean the fucking world to me...I would kill for you...die for you...anything just for you my love....anything...ANYTHING! You don't understand my love...my heart aches just for you...and I would even rip it out for you if you asked me to..."

He's panting, and you swear you could see heart in his eyes...he looks at you for a moment before he locks lips with yours, a wet moist desperate kiss. And his voice is shaky as he speaks between kisses

"I need you....so much....god I love you....so...so so fucking much....your mine...mine mine mine..."