[It feels like hours, just easing himself down an inch at a time. Zhongli finds it almost enough to drive him crazy fingers curled against Childe's stomach.
How much more is there, he wonders. He must be halfway or more... and as a result, he's quite aware of the effort the man must be making. Knowing what he asked for, it can't be easy to just keep touching and not pushing toward that end.]
I-- ah.
[Another inch or two sinks in, his body almost enthusiastic in accepting it, and his head tilted forward to watch hands move over his stomach, framing and brushing over his skin.]
That-- that isn't how it works, is it?
[Little does he know that's exactly how it works, and just another inch or so is all he'll need before he can feel the tip of his captor's cock against his skin.
It's enough to deepen the tinge of his cheeks, and the foreigner bites his lip as he continues. Another good thrust and--]
Nnnhh--!!
[It's almost sudden, the instant his hips press into Childe's, cock throbbing between them as the harbinger's bulges his belly just so.
He's going to lose his mind like this, he's sure of it. How is he supposed to keep enough sense to move when he feels so fucking full?]
I- I... fuck... it's so hot...
[He feels like it might burn him if he's not careful, pre-cum slicking his insides as he makes little, experimental movements that are enough to make his whole body tremble.
It wasn't supposed to feel this good, he thinks. Would it have, if Childe had just sunk balls-deep into him? He doesn't know, but right now, his fingers grip at the harbinger's shoulders, trying to work himself up to rising off that length.]
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How much more is there, he wonders. He must be halfway or more... and as a result, he's quite aware of the effort the man must be making. Knowing what he asked for, it can't be easy to just keep touching and not pushing toward that end.]
I-- ah.
[Another inch or two sinks in, his body almost enthusiastic in accepting it, and his head tilted forward to watch hands move over his stomach, framing and brushing over his skin.]
That-- that isn't how it works, is it?
[Little does he know that's exactly how it works, and just another inch or so is all he'll need before he can feel the tip of his captor's cock against his skin.
It's enough to deepen the tinge of his cheeks, and the foreigner bites his lip as he continues. Another good thrust and--]
Nnnhh--!!
[It's almost sudden, the instant his hips press into Childe's, cock throbbing between them as the harbinger's bulges his belly just so.
He's going to lose his mind like this, he's sure of it. How is he supposed to keep enough sense to move when he feels so fucking full?]
I- I... fuck... it's so hot...
[He feels like it might burn him if he's not careful, pre-cum slicking his insides as he makes little, experimental movements that are enough to make his whole body tremble.
It wasn't supposed to feel this good, he thinks. Would it have, if Childe had just sunk balls-deep into him? He doesn't know, but right now, his fingers grip at the harbinger's shoulders, trying to work himself up to rising off that length.]