"can you come over? i need you"

you were looking at the message Scaramouche texted you, this was already the third time this week, but you weren't compaining. when you arrived at his place, he opened the door, grabbing you by your hand, before he pushed you against the now closed door, kissing you on your lips, while taking your clothes off quickly

"what took you so long?" he whispered against your lips. his lips kissing you hungrily