Scaramouche had you underneath him, you were shaking as his left hand grabbed the side of your stomach. His other hand was holding a small knife as he slowly carved his name across your stomach. He had a big grin the whole time.

He giggled as he watched you writhe and squirm beneath him, the look of pain on your face as he claimed you as his was absolutely adorable.

He even carved a small heart under his name.

"Hehe..."