[Zhongli is good for... basically nothing, at this point. his whole body just feels like jelly, left on the mattress in a limbless puddle.
as Childe's mouth presses kiss to his skin, he gives a faint noise as Childe flops down. it's more than enough, with how weak-limbed he is, to press him into the mattress, putting pressure on his poor bloated belly.
gods, whatever he'd expected of his life, this is... none of it. cum pours out of him and he doesn't think it'll ever stop, oozing down his legs and pooling under him.]
Y... yeah. [it's all he can manage, eyes closing as he focuses on the way Childe feels over him. he's warm and strong, and Zhongli's sure he could just... collapse here. fall asleep. something.] That would be... preferable...
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as Childe's mouth presses kiss to his skin, he gives a faint noise as Childe flops down. it's more than enough, with how weak-limbed he is, to press him into the mattress, putting pressure on his poor bloated belly.
gods, whatever he'd expected of his life, this is... none of it. cum pours out of him and he doesn't think it'll ever stop, oozing down his legs and pooling under him.]
Y... yeah. [it's all he can manage, eyes closing as he focuses on the way Childe feels over him. he's warm and strong, and Zhongli's sure he could just... collapse here. fall asleep. something.] That would be... preferable...