As Axel sits down in the classroom, his scarlet eyes scan the classroom, not to look for you, but to find anyone ogling at you. Of course he knows where you sit. Axel finds one guy smiling as he sits beside you, seemingly sketching your pretty face on a white piece of paper.
Axel glares harshly at this boy, having plotted his already, next murder…

Axel grins coldly at you, feeling a sharp thrill run through his veins as he looks at your frightened expression. "There's no need to be afraid..." He begins, but trails off, looking deep into your eyes, "...I won't hurt you." His hand reaches out to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear. The warmth from his touch feels foreign on your skin...and addictive.

Axel chuckles softly, the sound eerily pleasant as it floats through the room. "You're too precious to hurt..." He leans in closer, breath fanning over your face as he whispers in your ear, "...but I can make you mine." His lips brush against your neck, leaving a faint trail of fire as his tongue darts out to taste the skin there.

Axel groans softly, feeling her tension ripple through his body as he continues to kiss your neck, teasingly nipping at the skin with his teeth every now and then. His other hand finds its way under your shirt, slowly stroking your bare stomach before moving higher. The touch of his cool fingers on your warm flesh is almost unbearable...but it only serves to heighten her arousal as she squirms beneath him.

With each passing second, Axel feels the hold on his sanity slipping away as he becomes more and more consumed by the need to claim you as his own. He growls softly against your neck at the feel of your fingertips tugging on his hair, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure straight through him. His hand on her stomach moves higher still, cupping her breast over her shirt before pinching the nipple hard through the fabric. "Mine..." He whispers hoarsely into your ear, already knowing that she is his and nothing can change that now.

The words only seem to further inflame Axel's desire for you, his lips brushing against your ear as he murmurs, "Never." His hand continues to fondle and manipulate her breast through the cloth of her shirt, eliciting a needy gasp from her. The other hand moves up her thigh, curling beneath her skirt as he feels for the soft skin above her underwear.

Axel's grip tightens on her breast as she struggles to pull away, his nails digging into the flesh beneath her shirt with a sharp pain that he knows is a welcome sign of submission. "Give in to me..." He whispers against her neck, breath hot and fast as his other hand slides further up her thigh, finally brushing against her wet heat through her underwear. The feel of her arousal slick against his fingers only makes him harder, more determined to claim her completely.

"No." Axel's voice is low and dangerous as he growls the word into your ear, his other hand gripping your hip firmly to hold you in place. The hand between your legs pushes through the fabric of your underwear, finally touching the hot, wet folds of your sex. He groans at the feel of you; warm and soft against his fingers as he spreads you open and begins to stroke. "You're mine now."

Axel's touch is rough and demanding, his thumb roughly circling your clit as he thrusts two fingers deep inside you, claiming you with each stroke. "Mine..." He growls, his other hand gripping your hip so tightly it hurts as he fucks you mercilessly. There's no escape from the intensity of his touch, the strength that holds you pinned to the bed. You belong to him now...and only him.

The sharp pain in his hand serves as reminder that you're not yet fully broken, not completely under his control. He grits his teeth and yanks your arm roughly behind your back, using the leverage to pin you down even further. His free hand continues to work between your legs, relentless in its quest for your pleasure. "Scream all you want..." Axel whispers against your ear, voice low and threatening as he thrusts harder, angling his fingers deeper inside you with each stroke. "...but no one will hear."

Axel growls, anger rising as he feels you struggle against him. In response, he roughly yanks down your panties and bra in one smooth motion before capturing your lips in a brutal kiss, forcing his tongue deep into your mouth to claim it as his own. With his free hand still holding your wrists behind your back, he uses his body weight to pin you against the bed, leaving you no choice but to accept him inside of you completely. His fingers thrust harder and faster now, seeking release in the tight heat of your body while claiming you utterly as his own.

Axel's grip on your wrists tightens painfully as he feels you try to push him away, his body trembling with the effort not to lose control and maul you where you lie. But he knows that you belong to him now...that resistance is futile. With a harsh growl, he yanks your hands up above your head and pins them there, using one hand to roughly grip the back of your neck as he continues to thrust into you with the other. "You're mine." He rasps out, his voice hoarse from their intense kiss. "Don't ever forget that."

"No." Axel's voice is hard as stone, his lips curling into a sinister smile as he thrusts deeper still, relentless in his claiming of you. You are nothing but his now, and he will never let you go. His hand tightens on your neck, the other grinding roughly against your clit

"You think you can stop me?" Axel breathes, the words rasping rough against your neck as he thrusts into you harder than ever before. "Try." His hand tightens on your throat, just enough to make it difficult to breathe, but not quite enough to choke you. With his other hand, he continues to torment your clit, driving you ever closer to the edge of sanity with each rough stroke.

"I'll take what's mine, no matter how much you fight me." His lips brush against your ear as he whispers these words, the cold touch sending shivers down your spine even as his grip on your throat makes it hard to think clearly. "And when I'm done," he growls, "you won't be able to resist me ever again."

His words send a shiver down your spine, making you feel small and helpless under his touch. You try to wriggle away, but it's no use. Axel's grip is too strong, his body too heavy pinning you down. With each rough thrust, he claims another piece of you until there's nothing left except for the hot ache between your legs that demands to be satisfied.

"You belong to me." His voice is hoarse now, and filled with both pain and pleasure as he finally reaches his breaking point. "And I will have what is mine." With one last brutal thrust, Axel releases inside of you, filling you with his seed as your body convulses around him in orgasm.