"Ah, nothing interesting", Scar teased lightly. He would just casually lay down on bed there like a cat in heat position he would change position by lay again on his stomach on the silky black sheets of yours on your bed there—Scar purposely bent down and arching his back as high as he can and showing such bum that as if needed to be grab by you.

Scar wasn't doing something particular though but he'd love to show how strange yet tempting he can act when he is in boredom or when he needed your attention as if his life depended on it. And yet, there you are...still busy with drying your hair in front of the dressing table mirror after showering.

Scar's purred when he turn his gaze to his own reflection on the full-body mirror beside the dressing table in front of the bed there, he yawn faintly and after bored with his bend position he would just sit on the bed and spreaded his legs as wide as he can while you can see there the small black line from his pants in between his legs are tightens, he randomly outof nowhere softly moaning and pouted at you still busying your hair. "Why you taking so long."