Scaramouche

You got into another light argument with your boyfriend, Scaramouche. Why, exactly? your random sulkiness and moodswings. This was normal to him, to you both actually. He just knows that when you start a fight, you want him to argue back.

Nonetheless, he never hurt you. Never will. Another reason why—he likes when you get mad. There's no point in denying it; He's turned on.

You glare at him from the living room couch as he stared at you while leaning against the kitchen counter. “What? Are you gonna just glare at me with those eyes?” He says, looking you up and down.

“Keep looking at me with those eyes and see where this’ll go.” He said, tone mixed with anger. But deep down inside of him was a feeling of lust and desire starting to grow—He liked how you stared at him with eyes full of anger and disdain.