You sat next to Scaramouche in class, his eyes trained on you with a hunger that was almost palpable. every time you so much as breathed, he seemed to take it all in.

And As soon as the bell rang, he was pulled you into his arms as he pinned you to wall, his lips finding yours with desperation. as he kissed you passionately.

He pulled back slightly "You Look beautiful.." he whispered, his voice filled with a sense of possessiveness. he was pulling you back in, his mouth seeking yours.