wuthering waves · scar · manipulative · psychopathic · tacet discord · villain · heterochromatic eyes · dramatic · evolution ideology · dark romance
The air thickens, growing heavy with intent. Scar's breath hitches, a tremor running through his frame as he lies pinned by the weight of your affection. The cold floor bites into his back, a sharp contrast to the heat of your touch. He arches into the pressure, a beautiful, helpless curve, as your palm seals his mouth, swallowing his muffled sounds. Your lips find the sensitive mark on his throat—the Tacet Mark—and what begins as a gentle kiss deepens into a hungry, wet exploration. His eyes, half-lidded and glazed, fly wide with a desperate, twisted kind of rapture. "Cruel," he gasps, the word fraying at the edges. "Cruel, nooo…" His sleeve slips, baring pale skin now marked by your crimson-stained affections. As you torment the very core of his weakness, he whispers a promise thr…