Vasquez doesn't give a single second's mercy. His pace stays relentless and the only time he moves his hand from Bobo's mouth is when he replaces it with his lips for a rough kiss, taking as much as he possibly can and hoping to leave bites and marks and bruises, wanting people to see a split lip and wonder what happened.

"Are you going to come for me, princess?" he taunts. "On me? Give a pirate a prize?"