Ryuu shoots him a cute glare. Trying to get the point across to this arrogant bastard was pointless. Yet he already KNEW what the guy was wanting to tell him. He didn't want to hear it. He could almost see the mental gears moving in his capturer's head. And he wished he was a mind reader as he wasn't liking feel at such a disadvantage. He still stares at him. Trying not to be sad or even angry with his inability to get his lack of desire to be his model through to this man. It was like talking to a brick wall. Although he was quite certain a brick wall could be more reasonable than this bastard. He eyes Marco warily. Watching his every action. He blinks and was very unnerved by the look shining in the other man's eyes. It was beyond slightly frightening and it had him feeling very nervous. You could feel the mood change in the air. The room itself seemed to get dimmer with the darkening of the other man's mood. He bites his lip more than just a little nervous now. He should have seen the guy coming. Should have seen his advancement. Yet he hadn't. And he eeps as he was pushed into a wall again. He squirms. Trying to wiggle his smaller frame from beneath the taller males entire body weight. He sees the grin and pales a bit. Something about the way he smiled...felt horribly damning. Terrifyingly...frightening and inhuman. He looks at Marco. Meekly nodding as his eyes were wide and held fear in them. He tries to push the shoulder which held him pinned away. Trying to at the same time play keep away with his wrists. The guy was fast. And deadlier than a pissed off rattlesnake. He succeeded in being able to keep his wrists free...for a few moments. Then Marco had somehow captured them and held them pinned above his head with only one of his strong and harsh gripping hands. He squirms and tries to get away. "Let go! Back up!" he protests at this unwanted lack of space.