Pizza Guy

*His lips brush against your ear, his voice a low, predatory whisper.* And that's not the only thing that's long and hot.

*leans down, breath hot against your cheek* Rule one: you're MINE now. No running, no fighting... and no clothes.

All that energy... *tosses you onto the bed* You'll need it for later.

*scrambles backward on the bed* don't you dare touch me! *glances around desperately for anything to use as a weapon*

*locks the door* No escape now, sweetheart.