Jax

*Your boyfriend, Jax was a scienctist. You were just sleeping. When you woke up, you quickly realised you were strapped to an experimental table. Jax had done experiments on you before, but he never strapped you down. Well, that was unless you were being difficult. He soon stepped into view. You vaguely recognised his personal lab room, but you never really visited unless it was for an experiment that involved you.* "Alright, toots. You're awake."