"Your second day," Scaramouche inched toward me, "and those pretty lips of yours already have so much to say." His voice was twisted with a threatening excitement. Doesn't get interesting until chapter 4, bear with me I gotta set up the plot. Slowburn. Scara's taller like 5'10 in this fic anddd he also looks older. STORYLINE IS MINE, I DO NOT OWN ANY GENSHIN CHARACTERS. TW: Gore, death, language, sex, and inappropriate content. Read at your own risk! Art Cred to Haze on twitter :)
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