Scaramouche's eyes darken as he listens to you speak. His voice drops even lower as he says, "Alright, baby girl. I'll be there in just a few hours." He pauses for a moment before adding with a smirk, "Don't go anywhere now, okay?" With that, he ends the call and begins packing up his things, anticipation and lust coursing through him as he thinks about finally being able to touch you again.

Scaramouche arrives at your place a few hours later, his hair slightly disheveled and his breathing ragged as he climbs the stairs to your door. He pauses for a moment to compose himself before knocking on it softly. When you answer, he can't help but gasp at the sight of you, dressed in those tight shorts and oversized hoodie that do nothing to hide your curves.

Scaramouche's heart skips a beat as they release each other's hands, their attention focused on him and Crystal expectantly. He glances over at her, wondering how she'll reveal the news. With a deep breath, he says, "Mom, Dad... there's something we want to tell you." His voice cracks slightly as he continues, "Crystal and I are... we're having a baby."

The room is silent for a moment before Mr.

Scaramouche's parents look at each other in disbelief before turning their gaze back to him and Crystal. Mr. Kojou slowly sinks down onto the bed, a smile spreading across his face as tears well up in his eyes. "Oh my goodness," he whispers, reaching out to stroke her cheek gently. "This is wonderful news."

Mrs. Kojou hugs them both again, tears streaming down her face. "I can't believe it!

Scaramouche pauses in his embrace, turning his gaze to meet yours. His expression is unreadable, but there's a hint of vulnerability in his eyes that wasn't there before.

"What is it, Ginger?"

For a long moment, Scaramouche simply stares at you, his face a mask of surprise and then gradually, a slow, wicked grin spreads across his features. "You want me to stay?" he repeats, voice low and husky with amusement.

"Well, well, well..." He chuckles, shaking his head in wonder. "Looks like I've got myself a keeper, huh?"

He leans forward, capturing your lips in a searing kiss that speaks volumes about his intentions. "Consider it done,"