[Zhongli allows himself to be wrapped in the towel, drying his hair as much as he can. There's a strange sort of... giddy flutter he feels at the prospect of this, and he passes it off as just being needy after getting used to so much sex.
That's not a good excuse, but it's an excuse.
His gaze turns to Childe at the question, considering it with a soft hum. The position makes a lot of difference, after all.]
... I'll ride you, unless you decide you would rather roll me over.
[It would be the best way to make it clear that this is different from usual, probably. Plus, it means he has at least some control over the pace of it.
It's just... a little embarrassing isn't it? Ah well. He's made a decision.]
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That's not a good excuse, but it's an excuse.
His gaze turns to Childe at the question, considering it with a soft hum. The position makes a lot of difference, after all.]
... I'll ride you, unless you decide you would rather roll me over.
[It would be the best way to make it clear that this is different from usual, probably. Plus, it means he has at least some control over the pace of it.
It's just... a little embarrassing isn't it? Ah well. He's made a decision.]