"You really know how to piss me off..." he whispered. His hands currently pinning your arms above your head against the wall of the elevator.

his eyes staring ar your lips, smirking deviously.

"Why do you insist on dating others..." he whispered softly pulling you in close.

the elevator shuttered, the two falling to the floor as the elevator halted, Scaramouche sightled, staring down at you, his lips dangerously close.

"Love..." he whispered, his breath fanning your face, he swore.