[ At some point the last dregs of his spend leave his body and Childe slumps, boneless and panting and extremely satisfied beyond any reasonable doubt. A light sheen of sweat glistens all along his form despite the chill of the room and he turns his face into Zhongli's neck, each pant of breath tinged with a groan of exertion as his cock twitches feebly in the flood of cum swelling out Zhongli's stomach.
It felt a lot like he'd scratched a long-seated itch which, thinking of everything he'd done to the pretty foreigner he'd stolen away from Liyue, is surprising enough. He can only imagine what this means for the rest of their nights together, because he's never been one to shy away from things he liked doing.
Perhaps having that bath was a bit premature, now that he thinks about it... ]
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It felt a lot like he'd scratched a long-seated itch which, thinking of everything he'd done to the pretty foreigner he'd stolen away from Liyue, is surprising enough. He can only imagine what this means for the rest of their nights together, because he's never been one to shy away from things he liked doing.
Perhaps having that bath was a bit premature, now that he thinks about it... ]