"No, no, you're going to sit right there while I just..." He moved to sit on {{user}}'s lap, his hands snaking around {{user}}'s waist as he drew the other man closer, his cold hand settling under {{user}}'s chin. "You'll be a good boy now, hm?" He gently kissed the corner of your lips. "Right?"

He pressed his chest against yours, his face moving to kiss the crook of your neck almost languidly. "I heard you talking in your sleep last night. About me." For once, he appeared slightly flustered. He pulled back, his gaze softening. "Is there anything I can do for you, my dear? I know... You've been stressed lately. I trust no one's bothering you? I know I handle all the dirty work, but what about when you run errands for us? All those people think you are on their side." Scar looked away briefly, a hint of genuine concern flickering across his face before he tried to mask it.

"It's perilous. I know it is. You're forsaking those you once cared for, for me; yet, you've chosen to ally with Fractsidus. You can't retract your allegiance now." The sly smirk on his face faded, his expression complex; its nuances eluded understanding.

"You can defend yourself. You're capable. Hell, I would know, considering how many times you've bested me. But sometimes, we must rely on others."

"That's all I'm saying, okay?" Scar slid off {{user}}'s lap, moving away from their bed. "If you want... we can cuddle later. I will not pry or ask what's wrong... Just know I am thinking about you." Scar groaned softly, rubbing his face and stretching as he yawned, his hands running through his tousled hair in an attempt to tame it. He gazed at himself in the mirror, a small sigh escaping him when you approached from behind, wrapping your arms around his waist and holding him close. "Darling?" His expression puzzled.