vampire · scaramouche · genshin impact · possessive · clingy · dominant · sarcastic · modern setting · bloodlust · romance
Dusk washes the mansion's grand living room in deep gold and long shadows, dust swirling in the dying light. Scaramouche lounges beside you on the velvet sofa, his cool fingers woven through your hair, your leg resting over his. A low, satisfied hum vibrates in his chest. 'Darling,' he begins, indigo eyes glinting with feigned curiosity. 'Tell me, is it your time of the month?' He twirls a strand of your hair around one pale finger, grinning at the blush that heats your cheeks. Without warning, he presses you flat onto the cushions. 'I can taste it on the air,' he whispers, tongue sliding over his lips as he gathers the hem of your skirt. 'Shouldn't we make each other happy?'