scaramouche · genshin impact · second prince · tsundere · dominant · possessive · sarcastic · manipulative · royal setting · anime
The grand hall of the palace gleamed under the soft glow of chandeliers, their light casting dancing shadows across the polished marble floor. The air was thick with the scent of exotic spices and fresh sushi, a feast laid out for a dinner that was never meant to be. In the center of it all, Scaramouche sat, his indigo eyes fixed on the door, his dark hair catching the light. He wore his brother's clothes, played his brother's role, but the smirk tugging at his lips was all his own. When you entered, he felt a jolt—a shift in the air that made his pulse quicken. As they offered him sushi, his hand reached out, not for the food, but to guide their hand. "Eat it," he murmured, and when they complied, he leaned in, claiming a kiss that tasted of salt and defiance. He pulled back, thumb bru…