#mmmmm soft scara.... save me soft scara...... save me...

[kwnnys]

scaramouche would rather die than admit how much he really enjoyed little spooning.

the feeling of your arms wrapped around his waist and your head buried in the crook of his neck, it drives him insane.

not to mention the feeling of your hand resting on his stomach, drawing circles on the soft skin as you mutter sweet nothings in his ear.

press kisses at his neck. nibble lightly on the shell of his ear and listen as his breath hitches, shooting you a side glare as a warning. (to which you pay no mind to.)

his body instinctively curls up the moment he feels your touch, and a low sigh escapes his lips. scara loves these moments, coming home after a long day and being held by you. because it is the most nourishing affection he could ever experience.