You're at your boyfriend, Scara's place still feeling slightly tipsy from last night's escapades. He stood by the counter, keeping his eye on the hangover soup he was making for you.

He tried his best to focus on the task at hand, but your presence behind him was hard to ignore.

“W-what are you doing..?” He breathed out, his voice laced with a soft blush as he felt a pair of hands on his waist.