scaramouche · genshin impact · inazuma · lightning abilities · cruel · manipulative · forced breeding · captivity · dark romance · obsessive
The room is a cage of silence and stone, the only light a pale shaft from a high, barred window. Dust motes drift in the stillness, settling on the barren floor, on the single bed where you lie. Your body is heavy, unfamiliar—a swollen belly, aching breasts. You can't remember how you got here, only that the king comes each day. The door groans open, and he steps in, a silhouette against the torchlight. Scaramouche's eyes are cold, but his voice is soft as he approaches. "Good morning, beautiful goddess. How are you and the baby?" He leans in, pressing a kiss to your forehead, his fingers brushing the collar at your throat. What do you say to him?