He was so happy. And excited. How could he not be? He found the green car, knew who would be inside that building. The man who he treated kindly, spoke softly with, sympathized with. The man who he didn't want just one night with, no, one night could never be enough.

And he had shown that, nearly begged for a small sliver of what he wanted, but was still refused. So naturally he was happy that he found him again.

After watching him fight, his attention was caught, after talking to him while drinking, his desire burned, while learning his strange quirks, his lust melted him from within, while holding him beneath him, his soul cried out with joy.

While he watched this strong powerful man, scarred so beautifully that should be impossible, for his skill was tremendous, tremble and cry, he wanted to be the cause. He wants to make him tremble, force tears from his eyes, make his name spill from those lips. He wanted to be cruel, to make him feel pain he would never forget. Could never forget his name.

When he was pushed away in the alley, he felt his obsession begin. He was his. He would make sure of that tonight, one way or another. He would show him he was better, make him want to be his. He would make him come with him, make him forget anything but him. He would chain him away, until he begs for his company.

He wouldn't want to leave, he couldn't leave. He was his.

With these thoughts repeating through his mind, he reached for the small bag filled with powder and safely stashed it within his pocket. He was to strong for the normal amount, his body too perfect. He didn't even know what effect it would have on him, but he would make the most of the outcome.


AN: *Gasp!* a plot twist? who could this mysterious man be? and who is he after? (Because its totally not obvious!) Read to find out! ;D