[ The thought of having the pretty foreigner take his pleasure from Childe's body, using his cock like a living toy is too tempting a prospect to pass up. He nods as soon as the first option leaves Zhongli's lips and finishes drying him off, his touch lingering over the hard planes and built muscles of the other's body. It's an appreciative touch, a desiring look, but surprisingly enough he keeps his hands to himself and makes his way out of the bathroom and to the bedroom.
The room is chilly, enough to make goosebumps rise up along his skin. Despite the Harbinger's wealth it seemed like there was only so much one could do to protect against the natural elements. Mercifully, he's nearly fully dry by the time he reaches the bed and he slides under the blankets with all the practiced ease of one that's done this thousands of times before.
From there he debates over sitting up against the headboard or laying flat on his back. He opts to lay on his back, stretching out, and he lets the robe fall open before turning his head to look at where Zhongli is. ]
There's lubricant in the drawer. Or if you'd prefer my tongue ... [ He says, and has the gall to smirk at the other man before pointing at his own face. ] Feel free to have a seat.
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The room is chilly, enough to make goosebumps rise up along his skin. Despite the Harbinger's wealth it seemed like there was only so much one could do to protect against the natural elements. Mercifully, he's nearly fully dry by the time he reaches the bed and he slides under the blankets with all the practiced ease of one that's done this thousands of times before.
From there he debates over sitting up against the headboard or laying flat on his back. He opts to lay on his back, stretching out, and he lets the robe fall open before turning his head to look at where Zhongli is. ]
There's lubricant in the drawer. Or if you'd prefer my tongue ... [ He says, and has the gall to smirk at the other man before pointing at his own face. ] Feel free to have a seat.