[Luckily for Scaramouche's tender skin, Kazuha is satisfied with this one mark. He gazes at it for just a little longer, before he finally turns his eyes back to the other man's face, drinking in the sight of his flushed cheeks.]

Ah, but you enjoy it.

[He'd made sure to put that cherry red mark right where people would notice it and he's unrepentant about it. After all, they've spent enough time around each other to know just how terrible the other can be at times.

Kazuha briefly takes the doll's hands, making sure both were secured around his neck, and then he slips his own hands beneath Scaramouche's behind. He sits up, an impressive display of core body strength, and then turns over to sit his new boyfriend in his lap.

Just how he seems to like.]

It seems like I was blessed with good luck after all. And you were so concerned about me. Though, might I have detected a hint of jealousy?