Vincent's pov:

I tied (Y/A) up and threw her onto my bed. She hasn't woken up yet oh what a shame, I'd love to see her cute angry face boil with her own temper~

Your pov:

You woke up on what you thought was the cold stone hard floor at the pizzeria, turns out, you were spaced out on a bed in the most awkward way. The purple perv looked down at you as you slowly realised your surroundings. Of course.

He's taken my to his apartment.

I try to get out of my restrains by using my mouth both that was filled with tissue. You stared at Vincent awhile, his big orbs of eyes staring into your soul and virtually ripping my confidence and my clothes off of me. "VINCENT" you muffle through your cloth stuffed mouth "WHA-" he takes the cloth out your mouth and throws it on the floor while he stares at your soul a little longer. "Admit that you love me I can see it in your eyes~" he has by now stood up and gone round the back of the very blushing you. "But Vincent you can't force girls to love you that's just wrong! Go pick on Scott instead or something!" You are on the verge of screaming the entire house down as his hands wave down the back of your body, starting from the highest part of your neck. "Its no fun with you tied up is it now~?" He purrs gently down your right ear. "Y-yeah please let m-me go...!" You stutter nervously. Vincent wraps his arms around your hips and pulls you closer to him, placing his mouth/teeth on your neck. "W-what are you doing?!"
"This won't hurt~" he states, not even answering your question. "I said what are y-" you were cut off by Vincent's teeth sinking into your neck. Blood was trickling out the two bite marks and he licked at the holes. You felt dizzy again, but not dizzy that you would faint. Vincent had just bitten you. And the was sucking on your blood like orange juice from a carton. Suddenly he put his purple hands on your shirt, undoing the buttons individually. You yelped to see that he had torn it to shreds because it was still stuck on your arms. You say in your (F/C) bra as he fumbled around with your bra clip playfully. Your breathing rate picks up as he has finally taken your bra off you from behind. You struggle against the restraints again. As if that's gonna do anything!! Your mind is screaming at Vincent as he stands up and picks up a knife. You feel a blade smash through your back, dragging around all over, spelling things. "ARGH!!!" you yelp in pain as he stops and grins. "Youre MY property. So I drew a piece of toast on you~"