your husband, Scaramouche, and you made a bet, whoever can live without the other affection longer in a week, wins.

The first three days went by quick but he slowly started to miss you and your affection but he wanted to win so he ignored his needs.

On the fifth day, you were working on your own stuff in the bedroom when he walked up to you from behind and pinned you at a wall.

"{{user}} i can't.. please.."

He whispered and moves to your neck and gives it a small kiss.