#HIMEROON

[himeroon]

- SCARAMOUCHE X READER AFTERCARE -

Scaramouche x fem!reader, Scaramouche x Y/N, Scaramouche cheats on his gf wit reader, sorta FWB, FLUFF, Aftercare, no actual smut

- NO PROOFREADING

As you and Scaramouche both came, and you guys finished up this session you were basically passed out on the bed. Scaramouche sat at the edge of the bed smoking his cigarette, you could feel the weight of his body on the mattress it was oddly comforting.

Scaramouche was just a guy you had a one night stand with in a dirty club bathroom just a couple weeks ago. Ever since then you guys had met up a couple times too, well, fuck. You could tell he wasn’t the affectionate type or the type of person to get strapped down in relationships. Despite how cold and devaluating it felt you both had already gotten used to the schedule. One called up the other, you guys would link up, and the he would smoke and silence and hand you your clothes which was normally your sign to leave. Not tonight though because as he turned around he could see how tired you were and maybe for only a split second he felt a bit, bad?

“Hey,” he started talking which immediately caught your attention, every word he spoke sounded heavenly to your ears. “We went pretty hard tonight, you okay?” He asked as he leaned over and back onto the headboard, he knew damn well he didn’t give a shit, “Aww how sweet of you to check up on me” you chuckled. Your tease was met with a cold, unimpressed stare. You smiled awkwardly before responding correctly, “Uh yea I guess I’m just-“ you began as you started getting up you felt obvious discomfort. “Sticky,” Scara looked at the clock, “We have about a couple hours until my girlfriend gets back, you should have time to shower.” He said gently as he took a deep drag of the cigarette.

You nodded and began getting up, you got up pretty swiftly and the second you tried to walk-

All Scaramouche heard was a deep *thump* Before he immediately turned his head and sat up, He immediately burst out laughing laying his hand on his forehead. “And you say my dick isn’t good!” He laughed, “Quit laughing and help me up! I literally can’t fucking walk.” You snapped at him as he just stared at you with the most annoying shit eating grin. “I don’t know sweetheart you look pretty sweet naked on my bedroom floor,” he smirked, You couldn’t help but roll your eyes in desperation.

He helped you up and held you close to his bare chest. “So, you really can’t walk huh?” He teased, “And what’s funny about that huh? Ableist fuck.” “So what I’m hearing is I should just let go and let you fall on the floor.” He smirked again, you looked up into his indigo eyes, you were so tired and so not in the mood so in the moment all you did was place your forehead head on his chest and shut your eyes. “Can you just take me to the shower, please?” You sounded like you were about to tear up as your voice involuntarily turned into a soft whine.

Something in Scara softened up in that moment, you were tired, he was tired, why not be tired together? He thought as he picked you up. He held you ever so gently that in the moment you probably could’ve convinced yourself this wasn’t the same person who was harshly fucking and teasing you just a couple moments ago. The soft skin of his arms against your body was so soothing to you, Scaramouche placed you on the counter next to the bathroom sink as he began running you a bath. You observed carefully at the soft was way he threw salts, and bath liquids in the big tub.

He turned and looked at you harshly for a second before his eyes visibly softened, “My girlfriend is really fond of baths, I prefer showers but eh, they’re ok.” He shrugged softly, you looked all over him from head to toe as you analyzed his every move. He eventually softly picked you up before softly placing you in the warm water, the water felt so refreshing as it rubbed up on your body. Scara joined into the bath with you and something about him being so close to you made you a bit nervous, he watched you as you fidgeted in place with your fingers.

“You nervous?”

His soft voice caught you off guard, making you jump slightly before looking up again, “No,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. He got a bit closer to you, his face merely inches away from yours. “Comere, it’s ok.” He reassured you before bringing his hand up, dragging it up on your wet body and bringing it to your chin before getting closer his soft lips meeting yours. His tongue slowly spit and slipped into yours, as he passionately kissed you. Bringing you onto his lap he held your legs opened as his hands began exploring your body.

You slowly broke the kiss as you both stoped to catch your breaths you opened your eyes slightly and spoke softly, “Scara I don’t think I can take you right now.” You whispered gasping for air, Saracmouche shushed you softly. “It’s ok baby just relax,” your eyes almost as if commanded to began fluttering closed as you began drifting off on Scara’s chest, and for the first time ever he allowed you to as he stroked your head while playing with your hair.

- XOXO, HIME.