[ Just because he's only been here a short time doesn't mean he can't appreciate a good bottom when he sees one - and their ass, too.
The other man is cute, he thinks, even as Childe doubles down on his ministrations, eyes half-lidding at the way Zhongli's voice seems to thrum throughout his entire body. With the way the water continues to rain down upon them he has to be careful at the angle that he tilts his head, mindful of not drowning - because nothing screams sexy like choking on water as you're going down on someone - but he manages it well enough.
Freeing one hand so he can slick back his hair, he keeps the other firmly on Zhongli's hip before moving them both to help spread his legs and have the other man push himself back a bit. Childe has to take his mouth off Zhongli in the process to manage this, and he takes a moment to pepper kisses along his waist, down over the dip in his back before he immediately goes back to what he was doing.
The wet swipe of tongue is brief, but firm, and he spends a few moments just teasing the puckered entrance with delicate swirls and flicks of the wet muscle. Judging from Zhongli's reaction he's either never been taken before - a shame, that; from just this Childe can only imagine his noises are nothing short of divine - or it's been some time. That's fine, he thinks; it's the first time for them, together, but he's definitely not going to let this be a one time thing if he can help it.
After a few minutes of teasing at the other's rim with furls of warmth and idle pressure, Childe points his tongue and then quickly pushes it in, lapping shallowly at the rim of his ass before pulling back enough bite at his cheek - and then immediately unfurl the entire length of his tongue inside as deep as he could go, thrusting and curling it with relish and a muffled groan of pleasure. His hands don't remain idle; they slip down his hip, one cradling his balls gently, the other going around to start jerking him off in tandem with the languid, slow pace of his thrusting tongue. ]
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The other man is cute, he thinks, even as Childe doubles down on his ministrations, eyes half-lidding at the way Zhongli's voice seems to thrum throughout his entire body. With the way the water continues to rain down upon them he has to be careful at the angle that he tilts his head, mindful of not drowning - because nothing screams sexy like choking on water as you're going down on someone - but he manages it well enough.
Freeing one hand so he can slick back his hair, he keeps the other firmly on Zhongli's hip before moving them both to help spread his legs and have the other man push himself back a bit. Childe has to take his mouth off Zhongli in the process to manage this, and he takes a moment to pepper kisses along his waist, down over the dip in his back before he immediately goes back to what he was doing.
The wet swipe of tongue is brief, but firm, and he spends a few moments just teasing the puckered entrance with delicate swirls and flicks of the wet muscle. Judging from Zhongli's reaction he's either never been taken before - a shame, that; from just this Childe can only imagine his noises are nothing short of divine - or it's been some time. That's fine, he thinks; it's the first time for them, together, but he's definitely not going to let this be a one time thing if he can help it.
After a few minutes of teasing at the other's rim with furls of warmth and idle pressure, Childe points his tongue and then quickly pushes it in, lapping shallowly at the rim of his ass before pulling back enough bite at his cheek - and then immediately unfurl the entire length of his tongue inside as deep as he could go, thrusting and curling it with relish and a muffled groan of pleasure. His hands don't remain idle; they slip down his hip, one cradling his balls gently, the other going around to start jerking him off in tandem with the languid, slow pace of his thrusting tongue. ]