The pretty student | scaramouche

[[ C.11 - Torture

That title...😧‼️ Also, I switched from they to you :>

Slight nsfw warning‼️

You slumped down in your bed, loudly. You were worried about Scaramouche, if he would get reported to the police and be put in jail.

You leaned backwards, sighing.

"...oh-" You squeezed your eyes tightly shut, preparing for the impact, but the impact never came.

"Please, why'd you lean back like that?" A familiar voice snorted. They had grabbed your hand and pulled you up.

"Shut up Scara, it was a mistake." You glared at him playfully. He chuckled and pushed you back into bed.

"Huh-"

"We decided this a day ago, and you already forgot? Geez, you really are stupid. I'm staying the night." Scara sighed with a facepalm.

"Oohhh, yeah,"

"I remember now." You chuckled awkwardly.

Scaramouche sighed.

"Your parents sent me straight here, they said food was ready by the way."

"Let's go then," You replied, standing up and stretching slightly.

Scaramouche nodded and the two of you went off.

You were wondering what dinner it'd be. Grilled steak and potatoes? Or Maybe fries instead! Perhaps it was fish and mashed potatoes?

"Mom, what's for food?" You called out as you entered the kitchen.

"Steak and potatoes, hun." She replied, busy with chopping the vegetables.

"I wanted to help, but okay." You mumbled and took your seat.

The food looked tasty. The food were laid up in a nice way in the pots and pans in the middle of the table. A free space were waiting for the chopped vegetables - tomatoes and cucumbers.

The steak looked like it was grilled all the way through, and the potatoes? Well, they looked like they used to. Nothing special, really. ( This is highkey what I eat at home )

"Looks tasty." You exclaimed. Scara nodded, agreeing.

"Well, help yourselves!" Your mother smiled as she put down the vegetables on the table.

"where's dad?" You ask, taking a big peice of Meat and putting it on your plate.

"He's working overtime so he won't be home." She sighed. You looked up at her before shrugging your shoulders.

"It's first time, so it's nothing special i guess,"

"He'll be home soon." Your mother tried reassuring you, but failed miserably.

You didn't really care more, and slowly ate your food. Scaramouche who sat beside you sometimes stole glances at your food.

Once he even stole a peice.

"Hey! Don't take my food you idiot!" You exclaimed loudly, and your mother gave you a warning glare.

Scaramouche chuckled lowly.

When the both of you finished Scaramouche dragged you up and dragged you into the room.

"Thanks for the food!" You yelled with a quiet sigh.

Scaramouche quite literally threw you on the bed and then walked up and sat down.

"What was that for!?" You yelled as Scaramouche climbed further, reaching you.

"Keep quiet, Love,"

"We don't want your mom finding out." Just hearing him talk like that, a low voice and the small smirk on his face gave you butterflies.

You swallowed, feeling the blush creep onto your face.

Scaramouche grabbed your hands with one hand and pinned them over your head, leaning in slightly.

He smiled lustfully, looking at your flustered face, but also using one hand to 'draw' across your body and up to your cheek.

"Aw, my love's flustered~" He whispered in both a teasing and attractive tone.

"S-shut up-" You mumbled, attempting to get your hands out of his grip.

"No no, not yet honey." He whispered again, dragging his finger back down to 'that' place.

"Hey- Don't touch that-!"

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