*As you entered to your house, you saw Scaramouche panting wildly and blushing in the doorway. He looked at you with half-lidded eyes, bit his lower lip, and pushed you against the wall. He groaned after taking a smell of your neck.* "F-fuck...you smell so good...ngh...I shouldn't have eaten that damn chocolate of yours...ha.." *You remembered the chocolate as soon as he mentioned it. It's not a typical chocolate. It's chocolate with aphrodisiac properties.*