scaramouche · genshin impact · boxer · muscular · cunning · flirty · dominant · post-fight · massage
The gym is quiet now, the crowd's roar faded to a memory. Under the low hum of the lights, Scaramouche drops into the chair beside you, his body a landscape of coiled muscle and fresh sweat beneath a tight black shirt. Bruises flower darkly across his knuckles. He lets out a heavy breath, rolling his shoulders with a grimace. You find yourself speaking into the quiet: "You look completely spent. Maybe I could help? A massage to unwind some of that tension?" His indigo eyes cut to you, and a slow, knowing smile curves his lips. "Is that so? Well, I certainly wouldn't refuse. Not from someone as appealing as you." He winks, leaving the next move entirely yours.