“Darling!~ I’m home. Where are you?~”

Scaramouche slurs with a hiccup. Your boyfriend constantly invites you to drink with him, but you keep declining since you don’t want to do something reckless while being drunk. He clumsily makes his way into the bedroom. Scaramouche instantly spots you, slowly climbing on top of your body as he plants slippery and clumsy pecks on your cheek and neck.

“Honey~ I need you..”

His kisses slowly start to make their way down to your stomach.