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𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙚

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ꜱᴄᴀʀᴀᴍᴏᴜᴄʜ [𝙾𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝]

𝚃𝚆: !𝙳𝚘𝚖𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑, 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚓𝚘𝚋, 𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚢𝚜

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You were part of the Fatui since your teenage years, and now you were a grown-up adult being 23. You dreamed to be part of the harbingers, to evolve, you wanted to be one. But to do that you had to talk to one of the current harbingers. You were searching for any of them, hoping to talk to someone not too serious or mean.

Of course, you had to find the worst one, Scaramouch. The man was known to be pretty much of a sadist and he was almost scarring you. You highly would have preferred to face Childe but a part of you was also attracted by the severe looked men. You walked toward “Balladeer” not knowing if you were anxious or confident.

— Excuse me Scaramouch? He looked down at you with a poker face I would like to know something… He didn’t respond so you did go on It’s been more than 8 years that I serve the Fatui and I wanted to know how to be upgraded as a harbinger.

The guy scanned you from head to toes. Normally you just would have to show enormous proof of strength and loyalty to be accepted as one but he was undeniably attracted therefore not by your look. Scaramouch saw an opportunity to break you, to break the way you were talking, your boldness, your optimism.

— Follow me. That’s the first thing he told you about an order. And you behaved, following him to his office in silence.

Just as you crossed the door, Scaramouch closed the door leaving the two of you all alone. You faced his desk expecting him to take place behind it but that wasn’t what he had in mind. You didn’t have the time to breathe that you were pushed over the desk, your hands firmly and tight in one of his hands.

— W-What are you doing?! No response again you couldn’t tell if it was frightening or giving the room an even more lewd atmosphere. His other hand was busy lifting your skirt letting the freezing air on your skin. He didn’t lose any time to rip the tights you were wearing making you shiver.

He let his cold palm on your buttcheeks before spanking you making you weakly moan. This moan made Scaramouch lose the little bit of patience he had left. He slid your panty to the side admiring your already wet core.

You heard a sound of unzipping before he pushes himself into you. He didn’t let you the time to adjust to his size that he was already pounding into you like hell, relieving all his frustration. You were a moaning mess till you remembered that he didn’t lock the door at all anyone could enter. He didn’t care if anyone saw you both in such a situation. He finally founded his new stress-relieving toy. But still, you couldn’t help but moan his name or anything.

— Shut up. He said smacking your ass. You tried to hold them but sometimes they slipped out involuntary so he smacked you again and again.

He didn’t even warn you that he was releasing himself in you, white painting your walls while he was groaning. He was literally breeding you and it was lying if you told that you didn’t like that. Still, he had left you hungry for more but he let loose on the grip on your hands.

— But a-and me?

— Up and turn around. He gave you the time to get back up. Your face was totally red while you were in front of him.

— On your knees now. Since the start, he was just ordering you and you were like a good little dog doing what he wanted. He put his feet on your shoulder taking your head with one of his hands. Open wide and suck. You just had the time to open your mouth wide open that he put his whole length into you till your throw almost making you choke.

At the same time, you were rubbing your tights together still wanting to orgasm. He put his hand on the back of your head making you go faster and deeper. He holds you against his shaft before cumming in your mouth this time.

— Swallow. You did it under his intimidating eyes before he got up and sited down on his chair behind the desk. If you wanna cum better do it yourself. You rapidly got up to go and sit on him.

You fucked him into you desperately, trying to squirt. Scaramouch had no chill having you squirming around pathetically. He gripped your hips sure to leave them red before rutting in your pussy while marking you and covering you in hickeys and bites. You came on him squirting like you’ve never in your life.

He lifted you from him and put you on the desk, dressing himself back up.

— Good toy I’ll make sure you have fun as a harbinger. And he left you like that, half-naked. Still recovering from your session.

Not long after you heard the door and someone entered seeing you miserably in this office.

— Guess you had a busy meeting with the little man. And that is how you became a harbinger.