[ He's not wrong, Childe thinks, but he can hardly be pressed to feel bad about it. His actions up until now had been entirely selfish, he knows, but he doesn't find himself regretting a single one. If he'd left Zhongli in Liyue, he doubtless would have been killed. If not because of the powers-that-be insisting that nothing be left alive in their wake, then because the death and destruction of a once-populated, thriving city would have surely attracted the beasts and monsters of the countryside, picking over the carnage in hopes for a few unattended scraps.
He was beautiful back then, he thinks. All fire and desperation, a pride and dignity so potent Childe felt humbled just looking at him. The way he'd held his own with the bodies of the Fatui scattered around him... It wouldn't be a far stretch to say he'd fallen in love a little, at least back then.
If things had been different, perhaps he would have courted him on his last trips to Liyue. He'd gift him resents of flowers and precious stones, things he could wear even as a Millelith guard, steal kisses in an alley under the moonlight. It would be a long courtship, he thinks, but he'd like to imagine Zhongli would eventually give in and come back with him to Snezhnaya of his own volition.
He wasn't sure why they'd been ordered to destroy the city as they did, but even a Harbinger knew better than to question orders from the higher-ups. And unfortunately, as the lowest ranked Harbinger a good deal of them were above him in the hierarchy.
His dick twitches at the friction of fingers against his skin and he lets out a hiss of breath. A hand makes its way into Zhongli's hair, brushing it away from his face and watching golden eyes watch him. ]
I don't think I can be blamed, when you look so beautiful cumming on my fingers, tongue, and my cock. [ Is all he says, like that absolves him of any blame. And really, it could have been a lot worse; there are dungeons a-plenty he could have thrown Zhongli into, instead of keeping him prisoner in his home. He's not sure which one the foreigner finds worse; the thought of being kept as a sex-slave to a Harbinger with a high libido, or being thrown into a cold, damp dungeon and being fed in a bowl like a dog. ]
I find it surprising that people didn't chase you -- [ And that's all he gets out, the rest of the words dying out in a strangled moan when Zhongli kisses at his cock, the action prompting a twitch and pre-cum beading at the tip. Immediately his fingers clench and his spine arches, hips bucking forward for more. ]
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He was beautiful back then, he thinks. All fire and desperation, a pride and dignity so potent Childe felt humbled just looking at him. The way he'd held his own with the bodies of the Fatui scattered around him... It wouldn't be a far stretch to say he'd fallen in love a little, at least back then.
If things had been different, perhaps he would have courted him on his last trips to Liyue. He'd gift him resents of flowers and precious stones, things he could wear even as a Millelith guard, steal kisses in an alley under the moonlight. It would be a long courtship, he thinks, but he'd like to imagine Zhongli would eventually give in and come back with him to Snezhnaya of his own volition.
He wasn't sure why they'd been ordered to destroy the city as they did, but even a Harbinger knew better than to question orders from the higher-ups. And unfortunately, as the lowest ranked Harbinger a good deal of them were above him in the hierarchy.
His dick twitches at the friction of fingers against his skin and he lets out a hiss of breath. A hand makes its way into Zhongli's hair, brushing it away from his face and watching golden eyes watch him. ]
I don't think I can be blamed, when you look so beautiful cumming on my fingers, tongue, and my cock. [ Is all he says, like that absolves him of any blame. And really, it could have been a lot worse; there are dungeons a-plenty he could have thrown Zhongli into, instead of keeping him prisoner in his home. He's not sure which one the foreigner finds worse; the thought of being kept as a sex-slave to a Harbinger with a high libido, or being thrown into a cold, damp dungeon and being fed in a bowl like a dog. ]
I find it surprising that people didn't chase you -- [ And that's all he gets out, the rest of the words dying out in a strangled moan when Zhongli kisses at his cock, the action prompting a twitch and pre-cum beading at the tip. Immediately his fingers clench and his spine arches, hips bucking forward for more. ]