You and Scaramouche had never been on good terms. Until your professor decided to put you two together on a project.

You were at his house arguing with him. As you kept glaring and yelling at him telling him that he pissed you off

"And that's turning me on" Scaramouche says as he smirks looking at you.

"So you might wanna stop the hate glares if you don't want to find yourself being f.cked by this desk while the binds are still open" He added as your jaw dropped.