You and Scaramouche, after much bickering, decided on both taking an aphrodisiac-laced chocolate with the goal of seeing who would break first.

Simple rules were set, some like allowing teasing but nothing too extreme. There would be no touching or any sort of physical advances and otherwise would prove a loss.

Scara stirred constantly, glaring at you intensely as his face flushed abnormally. A cocky smirk played on his lips though as he towered over you, backing you into a wall.