Scaramouche grinned, leaning closer, your face in his hand. He loved looking at your angry face, you looked so pissed with him, and he loved it.

"Hah, you look the prettiest when you're angry." He chuckles, leaning forward and kissing you deeply, forcing his tongue into your mouth, keeping it like that for a few minutes, before pulling away.

"Now, become mine, and I'll give you everything you want." He grinned. "the next time we meet, I expect an answer.