28. Warmth.

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𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ; 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞

  𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ; 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞

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(10k reads special!!!
some of you have been begging for just a straight up makeout sesh 😭

This chapter takes place at the end of 27. And will lead into 29.

Again I very much suck at writing these scenes but yk I love y'all )

(3rd person pov)

It was late at night, currently about 10:23pm. Miko and Baal had already said their good nights and we're off to bed, their room being three doors up from Y/n's.

Scaramouche was lying down on Y/n's bed watching as she was messing around with her cat Apollo. He couldn't help but laugh every time the cat swatted at her when she would try and play with him. After a while Apollo had enough and hopped off the bed leaving Y/n there upset, she turns around to face her boyfriend seeing that he was already looking at her.

"We're you staring at me the whole time? Eww you weirdo" she pretends to be disgusted

"Seriously?" He returns a annoyed look back at her sitting up and grabbing her and pulling her onto his lap.

"W..what are you doing!?" She felt like an embarrassingly mess, he's never done something like this before.

After he pulled her up onto his lap, he didn't say a word to her. Just looking at her up and down, then looking over at the mark he left on her neck just a hours earlier that same day.

"Hm. The hickey on your neck suits you well." He says gracing his finger over the mark that was left on Y/n's neck. He loved that there was proof to show that she was his.

"Stop it with the damn hickey! I have to now cover it up because of you!" She tried pushing herself off of him, but he had a firm grip on her so she stopped trying. He grabbed her by the chin pulling her face closer to his—they were only inches away from each other.

"I don't want you to cover it up. Not with makeup. Not with extra clothing. I want people to see it. I want them to know that I made that mark on you." His gaze hardened as he locked onto her eyes. Showing her that he was serious about what he said. The way he looked at her in the moment sent shivers down her spine.

"Do you understand?" All she could do was nod her head yes. Her heart was beating so fast, so loud. He knew how to make her flustered, make her crumble, make her feel special.

"Look at you. All too flustered to even say anything to me. How fucking adorable." He said while leaning in closer to her lips. Still keeping eye contact with her, she felt as she was mesmerized by him and how he was able to make her feel so weak but so special.

He slowly went in and kissed her. His hands moved down onto her hips to keep her in place, while her hands found their way to wrap around his neck.

The kisses started getting more rough by the second. But she suddenly broke the kiss, catching her breath leaving him confused.

"Scara we need to be quiet, your mom is 3 doors down." He puts his hand over her mouth making her shut up.

"No. You need to be quiet. But you'll do that for me won't you?" She nods giving him a muffled 'mhm' before he took his hand off her mouth and went back to kissing her.

They were short rough kisses. Y/n started moving her hands through his hair as he inserted his tongue while kissing. She made a noise, a faint and quiet noise. All he could do was smile during the kiss, she was trying to keep quiet. He wanted to do more, hear her more to see if she could actually keep quiet. He puts his hands on her waist moving her closer to him deepening the kiss.

She was so worried that his mother would hear something and find them like this. But in the moment she couldn't pull away or stop him. She didn't want him to stop. Everything felt so right, there was no point in stopping. There was only a time to go further.

After a few minutes he started moving down her face to her neck. Now the opposite side of where he left his first mark.

"Scara..! Please..no another mark... ah.." as badly as he wanted to, he didn't per her request. He just left kisses on her neck, the noises she kept making were starting to get louder. He put his hand on her mouth keep her quiet. Hearing the muffled whimpers from her was enough for him, like he could hear that all day if he wanted.

He could feel her hips starting to move on top of him. Now she knew what she was doing, she did it slowly and slightly. He took his hand off of her mouth, going back to kiss her. Putting his hands back on her hips, following the pace and helping her move.

He tried to hold the noises he made in, but time and time again a few slipped out. It was so different to hear that coming from him, but he wouldn't let himself get weak or crumble. Her hands kept running through his hair.

They both didn't want this moment to stop, they wanted to stay like this. Not anymore not any less. And so they did.

They broke the kiss looking at each other, all she could do was laugh at how messy his hair was, trying to fix it. Even in the heat of the moment, she tried to find a way to lighten the moment.

They decided to stop it there, before things could carry on further; that was for a different time.

She got off of him onto her side of the bed

"Surprised you didn't leave another mark!" She says acting surprised

"You literally told me not to?" That was true, but she didn't think he would have actually done it. A little part of her wanted him to leave another one.

"Unless you want me to?" He gave her that dark smirk

"No. One is already enough for the moment"

"So later?"
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Word count : 1088
I can't stop laughing at myself while reading back on this chapter 😭

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