Scaramouche had always tried pestering you every chance he got.You found him REALLY annoying,yet oddly attractive…

Well,now you were sharing a tent with him on your school field trip,great.

The tent was cramped and it practically had the two of your bodies against eachother..

“Stop moving so much will you?!”

Scaramouche said as you shifted,trying to get comfortable,your back facing him,then you felt something..

hard against your behind…

What the hell?! you thought