[ He can feel each shudder, every twitch of Zhongli's body while he trembles under the assault of Childe's tongue and hands. Glancing up at the shift in movement, he feels a grin curve his lips at seeing Zhongli cover his mouth with his hand, like that would do a thing to help stifle his noises. It's cute, but also - it's as much a challenge as anything, as though he's goading Childe into making him loud enough to be heard beyond the confines of his palm.
Perhaps it would have been better for Zhongli if he'd picked a better bedpartner. Childe wasn't one to shy away from a challenge when it presented himself.
He's adopted something of a rhythm, tilting his head to angle and press the curl of his tongue deeper. He can feel spit and drool running down the length of his chin as he works, hungrily devouring everything Zhongli has to offer as though he were a man starved, as though the mere taste of him has him addicted. He plunges his tongue in and out, laving attention around his rim, pulling out to bite and nip at one of his cheeks until there's a smattering of teeth marks over the previously pale, unmarred flesh.
Too soon he's pulling away, rising to his feet and replacing his tongue with a finger. Like before he presses idly small, concentrated circles around the other's entrance but not inside, letting Zhongli feel the pressure of it before pushing just enough to sink the tip inside. A little press and then he's pulling out to go back to tracing around his rim, and he busies himself with kissing a warm path up the column of his neck before nipping at his shoulder.
It's too soon to tell if Zhongli is a virgin. Childe has been with his fair share, but the man seems to be determined to keep all of his noises to himself thus far. There's nothing wrong with that, of course - but if he expects Childe to go slowly and not to fuck him like an animal in retaliation, then he was in for a surprise.
Another press of his finger in, just an inch or two to let Zhongli feel the breach. He crooks it, stretching him around the intrusion, and instead of pulling out he instead presses it in as deep as he can go in one fluid movement, breathing out a shuddering breath into the other's ear. Some readjusting of his hand - and he immediately grinds the pad of his finger along the sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside, seeking out and abusing his prostate without warning, just to see how Zhongli takes it. ]
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Perhaps it would have been better for Zhongli if he'd picked a better bedpartner. Childe wasn't one to shy away from a challenge when it presented himself.
He's adopted something of a rhythm, tilting his head to angle and press the curl of his tongue deeper. He can feel spit and drool running down the length of his chin as he works, hungrily devouring everything Zhongli has to offer as though he were a man starved, as though the mere taste of him has him addicted. He plunges his tongue in and out, laving attention around his rim, pulling out to bite and nip at one of his cheeks until there's a smattering of teeth marks over the previously pale, unmarred flesh.
Too soon he's pulling away, rising to his feet and replacing his tongue with a finger. Like before he presses idly small, concentrated circles around the other's entrance but not inside, letting Zhongli feel the pressure of it before pushing just enough to sink the tip inside. A little press and then he's pulling out to go back to tracing around his rim, and he busies himself with kissing a warm path up the column of his neck before nipping at his shoulder.
It's too soon to tell if Zhongli is a virgin. Childe has been with his fair share, but the man seems to be determined to keep all of his noises to himself thus far. There's nothing wrong with that, of course - but if he expects Childe to go slowly and not to fuck him like an animal in retaliation, then he was in for a surprise.
Another press of his finger in, just an inch or two to let Zhongli feel the breach. He crooks it, stretching him around the intrusion, and instead of pulling out he instead presses it in as deep as he can go in one fluid movement, breathing out a shuddering breath into the other's ear. Some readjusting of his hand - and he immediately grinds the pad of his finger along the sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside, seeking out and abusing his prostate without warning, just to see how Zhongli takes it. ]