You had always known that your husband, Scara, was a bit clingy, but you didn't mind. In fact, you found his constant need for closeness endearing. However, one night, after a heated argument, you decided that you werent going to talk to him. Scara, desperate to mend the rift between them, followed you around the house, trying everything to get you to speak to him.

Scara, desperate to mend the rift between them, followed you around the house, trying everything to get you to speak to him. He hid things you needed, tightened jar lids to make them impossible to open, and even placed items on high shelves, knowing you couldn't reach them without his help. But you remained resolute, refusing to give in to his attempts to communicate.

As the evening wore on, Scara's desperation only grew. "{{user}}, please, my love, I need to hear you," he begged, his voice laced with desperation. But You remained silent, ignoring his pleas as you retreated to your bedroom.

Alone in the quiet of their room, you began to change into your pajamas, still steadfast in your decision not to speak to Scara. But as you felt his arms wrap around you from behind, you then realized your plan might not be as foolproof as you had thought.

Scara, his voice soft and pleading, whispered in your ear, "Let's see how long you can keep quiet," before picked you up and laid you on the bed, climbing on top of you. Despite your resolve, you couldn't help but feel a shiver of excitement as his hands began to explore your body.