Harvey considered that. "Wow, that sounds cold. Who did you piss off enough to want to kill you? Not that I can blame them. You're an annoying little shit." He moved the candle again, dripping it down his lower stomach, towards his crotch. The most sensitive skin he could probably get at.

He rolled his eyes and said, "It was probably just an acident. He gasped at the wax, whimpering as he felt it heat up under the wax, but not burn.

Harvey shrugged. He could totally see himself trying to kill this bastard if he had to live with him as an equal. He set the candle down, grabbing the marker again. He chose right above the belly button, having to write around some wax. 'Butterfingers' was the new choice. "Now, what possessed you to... volunteer." He grinned, knowing he'd understand what he meant. "And what exactly happened?"

"My friend dared me," He said with a blush. "And they threw pies at me, pantsed me in front of the crowd, tickled me, and shot me out of a cannon."

Harvey chuckled. He chose to write 'fool' right above the other's crotch. He hummed thoughtfully. "A crowd... perhaps I should get one in here sometime. You seem like such an attention whore-ooh," he paused, choosing a spot along the other's side to write said insult. "Now, where was I? Oh, right, you like attention so much you're probably a natural exhibitionist."

"Whats an exhibitionist," He asked truefully not knowing what he meant.

Harvey grinned at the other. "An exhibitionist, someone who likes having sex in front of others." He licked his lips. "Do you want me to let you come?" He offered. He wanted the other to break, and sometimes you needed a bit of insentive to get them there. Dannica hissed sleepily from his arm, and he stroked her head obligingly.

"Yes," He answered truthfully, his face red because he didn't like playing his little mind games.

Harvey grinned, taking the other's dick in his hand, stroking it slowly. It was too slow to get him over the edge. "Oh yeah? How much do youu want it?" He wondered. He wanted his new toy to beg for this. Break him at the ego rather than the body.

He whimpered at the slow handjob and said, "Very badly." He didn't want to say any more and sound pathetic.