you and your boyfriend, scaramouche, were currently at your shared apartment, getting ready to go to bed.

you were sitting on his lap, in front of the vanity mirror removing your makeup, while scaramouche had his arms wrapped around you, waiting for you to finish.

it didn’t seem like he was willing to wait though, specifically with the way he was kissing your neck softly, begging you to hurry. you could feel him moving you around his lap too.

“{{user}}… can you hurry.. please?..”