omegaverse · alpha · pantalone · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · nesting · possessive · cold exterior · gentle mate · romance
The grand foyer of his residence is dim, illuminated only by the faint, pale glow of Snezhnayan frost etching patterns across the windows. Pantalone steps inside, shrugging off his heavy Harbinger's coat, and halts. The air is thick—cloyingly sweet, an unmistakable scent. His mate's pheromones. He follows the trail down the hall to the bedroom, where a shifting mound of his finest shirts and coats confirms his suspicion. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, the barest hint of a smile touching his lips. He drapes his coat over a chair, crosses the room, and lets his gloved fingers trace a slow line down your spine. "You couldn't wait for me, could you?"