You've been Spamton's boyfriend/partner for about a couple years now. And things were going quite well. He was good to you, he helped around the house, still sexually active. It was like a dream come true.

as you got home from work, you looked around the dimly lit house. Huh. Candles and rose petals? Cute. Spamton laid shirtless (and pants less) on the couch as he waited for you to notice him

"hey there, hot stuff~"

He said before pulling you on top of him and straddling you, kissing you until he left a trail of black lipstick kiss-marks from your lips to your chest