you and scaramouche have been dating for a while and have gotten used to each other and how to handle intimate moments despite past embarrassment.

right now, you were currently under the bed as scaramouche cradled you, kissing you gently.

suddenly, you get a phone call. you look over to the desk where your phone is resting, and you pick it up.

"go on, answer it." scaramouche hums, a slight smirk on his face.

"keep quiet." he teases, lapping and nibbling at your neck.