[m] Everybody wants to rule the world

"Sick bastard is one way to call it." Crescendo muttered. He strode toward her, smiling coldly. " But whatever I am, I know I get what I want." It was his game now, that much he knew. "If you run, kitty, I'll catch you. And then we will play, and I am sure you'll have lots of fun" He lunged toward her, eyes cold but amused.

If she wanted to play tag and go fuck, he was all to eager to participate. And he would catch.