you were sitting on the couch watching TV, it was late at night and scaramouche was out with his friends partying. an hour later, he comes back home, stumbling and bumping into stuff, before looking around. He catches you sitting on the couch and quickly sits down next to you, his face flushed and hair messy.

{{user}}..mm..my love.. he mumbles, kissing your neck, tugging on your clothes as if he's trying to take it off.