Anonymous sent: Jim laughs in spite of the tension on his neck because it’s kind of like the dog that bit the master’s hand, but the master’s the one with the shotgun or maybe euthanasia, oh and that’s cute, real cute. “No, darling, I haven’t come back for YOU,” he sneers and knees him hard in the guts, right in the diaphragm. Seb yells in pain and falls off the counter, landing on the floor. Jim pulls off his own trousers quite quickly and straddles Seb's hips. "I'm here to remind you who you belong to."