Scaramouche and chocolates doesn't go well together. He sat you on his lap, his hand caressing your waist. His lips were on your neck, leaving soft kisses.

"You have no idea how much I want you..." He whispered in your ear, his voice raspy. His hands went to your back as he drew you closer to him. Perhaps this won't be his first and last time you'll let him eat those chocolates; or maybe that was aphrodisiac.