[ when the mindlessness of his orgasm finally dissipated, it's only then that Childe relaxes, boneless, against the sides of the tub, catching his breath while Zhongli loses his mind above him. the heat encompassing his cock is practically soothing, easy to get lost in; after all the sex they've had it's a wonder he isn't less affected by it.

idly, his hand rubs over the foreigner's gravid belly, feeling the work he put in. ]

Look at that, Zhongli. Now I have to clean you out all over again.

[ he chuckles, as if at some joke. as it his wasn't something he'd planned all along, a means to keep the pretty Liyuen from escaping to the safety and privacy of his room. he'd be lying if he said he weren't greedy enough to want to keep filling him again and again, keep him in his bed so that Zhongli would eventually never be able to bear being apart from him. it's a romantic notion, but one that's not completely without its downsides.

for example, Childe imagines he might get very bored if that was the case. but then again - he's fucked the foreigner for so long and hadn't gotten bored yet. it's doubtful he would any time soon, so long as Zhongli was willing to let himself be a hole for the Snezhnayan's cock. ]

Hey, you're still with me, right? You want me to pull out?