[indeed, the foreigner does his best to settle as comfortably as he can on his captor's lap. Relief flickers through him almost as strongly as disappointment when the other's dick presses against his back, his own weight trapping it firmly between them.]

I-- nnh-

[a hand pushes against his belly and Zhongli can feel the spend squeezing out, thick and still warm. It's doubtlessly going to cloud the water with how much there is to displace, but he doesn't mind. Not really.]

It is... it's about the principle of it all. [His body shifts a little then, legs spreading to ease any attempts at urging more cum out of him. For his part, he does reach down to find the ruined ring of his entrance, slipping two fingers in awkwardly to spread it open and urge more out.] sometimes-- I just want a night where I'm left alone. Not obscenely swollen and out of my mind.

[so really, yes and no. Zhongli is indeed given plenty of time for himself, but there's always the knowledge that when Childe returns, he'll be relegated to his personal plaything all over again.]

You never accept my refusals, and so this is my only recourse.