“Did I go too rough?” Scaramouche looks at you as you were dripping with his liquid. He can't help but smirk at you state, but also feel bad that you're lying on the bed like that.

He caresses your thighs as he carries you, “Let's clean you up. Shall we?” He says with a small smile as he carries you to the bathtub in the bathroom. He lays you gently while he turns on the warm water for you. After a few moments, he starts slowly caressing your body, soap in hand to remove the moisture.