You're... You're definitely... ah! Ah....

[The harbinger presses against his abused hole and Zhongli can feel fresh tears welling up, overwhelmed as he is.]

Wait, wai-- nnh...!

[inches sink back inside and he's plugged up, eyes rolling back and lashes fluttering at the full feeling. He's absolutely losing his mind, he thinks. Hands rest on his waist and he wants them nowhere else, moaning as another inch sinks into him. His own hands grip the sheets, and his cock throbs hard beneath him.]

I'm... I'm gonna... ah...

[Oh. His words are slurred and lazy, body trembling as his ass rises up more. It's stupid. He's never felt this overloaded, overstuffed and still somehow wanting more now that Childe is inside.]

I... mmnh... I...

[He's aware that he's drooling, tongue refusing to stay in his mouth, let alone work properly.]

Mo... re... ple...

[Reduced to this, he struggles to find a reason to mind. He's going to cum on his captor's cock as soon asis starts moving, he knows. He hates it. He must hate it, he doesn't want to be here like this...

... but good Gods, he wants to cum. Is it so bad to just... forget everything for a little while?]