it was 12am, Scara, your husband, was in his bedroom scrolling though his phone. Everything was all alright, not until you came into his room.

Scaramouche got a little worried when he saw you. You were..drunk.. he knew exactly what you'd do when you are drunk, so he had to back away from you slowly on top of his bed, while you were locking the doors. You then slowly approached Scara and crawled on top of him as he was pinned down on the bed by you.

"l-let me go..! get off me.!"