I don't know what the fuck to title this
This is going to be cringy af 😀
Nsfw warning‼️
Also a various amount of kinks 😟
"Hey-! Don't touch there-!" You yelled out, extremely flustered.
"Oh? And why not?" He asked like he didn't know the answer already.
"Because-!"
"Too late honey~" He whispered, going down and rubbing lightly on the spot.
"Scaramouche, no-" Scara looked up and looked right in your eyes, determining wether he could continue or not.
"Scaramouche-" You let out a small whimper, both instantly looking the other in the eyes. Your face were covered with blush and you looked shocked. So did Scaramouche but we don't talk about that.
"Do it again," He mumbled.
Scaramouche rubbed again, harder this time. It was almost like he knew where and how to do it. (I fell asleep and now I'm on the brink of tears)
"Hey, love. Don't you enjoy this, hm?" He smirked devilishly.
"Shut up Scaramouche-" You mumbled. You weren't exactly mad, but you pretended to be just because.
After a moment or two, he stopped.
"What are you doing?" You asked him.
Scaramouche didn't respond. Instead he began undressing you. ( HELP 😭 )
"Hm,"
"You're pretty when you're flustered, you know." Scaramouche said out loud, not really caring about what he had said.
"Thanks I guess." You responded, still looking at him as he took his shirt off. You were left in underwear which was embarrassing.
"Hey, Honey. You're okay with this, right?" Scaramouche asked. He sounded worried.
You thought about it. You were okay with it, right? That's what you thought anyway.
You nodded "yes" in response.
"Then let's get on with it, shall we~?" He knew what he wanted. He wanted to see you weak enough for him to touch you however he wanted and you wouldn't be able to resist in any way.
He wanted to see you as a moaning mess, begging for more.
"Scara-" You breathed out as Scaramouche's hands 'touched' your lower parts, gently playing with them.
Blush spread even more on your face, and so it did on the dominant male's.
Your small moans weren't even muffled, though you wished they were. Your hands, still pinned by one hand, were shaking slightly and so was your legs.
"P-lease~"
"Please what?" He questioned, going a bit rougher.
"Play w-ith me more.." You breathed out.
Scaramouche smirked at you, slowly taking the rest of your clothes off.
His hand that held your hands togheter didn't loosen for even one second.
"And how exactly do you want me to play with you?" Scaramouche responded, tho he already knew.
"You know w-hat I me-an-!" You exclaimed loudly.
"If I did then why would I be asking? You shut your crap and answer me." ( personal headcanons :] )
"I- I want you to f-uck me.." You spoke up, basically losing all pride you've ever had.
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The pretty student | scaramouche
Fanfiction➶︎ ι ℓσνє уσυ. ➶︎ - Modern AU - School AU - GN!Y/N x yan!scaramouche - poor writing, cursing, smut, mature themes (death). ! Disclaimer. Characters used in this story (From the game) are not mine. They belong to Hoyoverse, Genshin Impacts' creator...
