[𝐅𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞: 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫]

Chapter 37 [Whose Fault?]

all i'm gonna say for this chapter guys

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aftercare 😊😘🫶

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You

"Scara, you're gonna make the water spill out of the tub."

Scaramouche

"It's not my fault! How do I stop shaking?!"

You

"Uh... Relax?"

Scaramouche

"Yeah well it's hard to relax after I asked you to fuck the living daylights out of me..."

Scaramouche sat at one end of the bathtub, while you sat at the other. Fortunately for you, your bathtub was large enough to fit both of you. You'd already finished shampooing your hair, but Scaramouche's hair was a challenge.

You

"Archons! Your tangles just couldn't get worse!"

Scaramouche

"You were the one pulling at my hair so much, remember?!"

You

"Ah, you're right." *Sigh* "It's my problem, I'll fix it."

Scaramouche

"Hmph."

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After bathing with each other, you cleaned your whole room while Scaramouche collapsed on the part of your bed that wasn't soaked in his semen, exhausted. You yawned as you carried the box of tissues around your room, cleaning Scaramouche's mess off the walls, floor, and furniture.

Scaramouche

"Hm... You're sure you don't need help cleaning up?"

You

"Yes, I'm sure. You deserve rest."

Scaramouche

"... Can I at least change the bedsheets? And your cum-stained shirt is just laying there on the floor. At least let me toss it in the hamper."

You

"No, no, I'll do it myself."

Scaramouche

"Hm..."

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"No. I find that you're doing too much work."

You chuckled.

You

"Hah, since when did you want to help out with cleaning?"

Scaramouche

"Well, I feel bad... I'm the one who made the mess."

You

"Yeah, and I'm the one who made you make the mess."

Scaramouche

"... Huh?"

Your wording confused him.

You

"Get it?... Cause I- I... Agh, forget it."