[ This is too much, he thinks. Far too much for him to handle. Yet, he refuses to let himself cum due to Childe's fingers alone, even if the consistent abuse against his prostate while his dick is being pumped is more than enough stimulation to do so, he's quite sure.
The nickname is barely registered, in all honesty, as Zhongli finds his focus shattered by then between everything Childe is doing to him, which becomes clear from the way that despite being incredibly tight, his muscles relax relatively quickly, allowing the other to do as he pleases. His fingers seem to fill him up far too much for Zhongli to believe he can take this man's cock, but it still feels strangely... good and while he is overall relaxed there are instances of clamping down on those fingers as they wear him down with their ministrations. By the time there are three fingers, Zhongli is still tight (but relatively speaking he's loosened up a decent amount) but also pliable with the almost complete lack of resistance he puts up, Childe's own sounds filling the air around them along with the Harbinger stretching him has him whimpering in impatience. Zhongli's own pants are gasps for air now, and another shudder flows through him, this time specifically from the hand working at his cock, but it doesn't register as embarrassing anymore so much, and it even gets a needy mewl out of the consultant.
It's really starting to become unbearable now, being unable to have that cock inside of him and stick at this stage, and with eyes half-lidded there's a soft sob that escapes him despite all of it being merely teasing pleasure that could very well be worth dying for. His body is too greedy for it all, though, making him frustrated and helpless, especially sandwiched between the tile and Childe.
Did he hear that right? He doesn't want to hurt him? Well, Zhongli wants Childe to hurt him, at this point, if only so he can remember well through the sex that this is the man that put a bullet through him& mdash; and if he knew he was actually Rex Lapis, would surely put a bullet in him again after this, as well, if not sooner. Being taken with a Harbinger of all people— ] Hurt me, break me, for all I care please just... I want you...!
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The nickname is barely registered, in all honesty, as Zhongli finds his focus shattered by then between everything Childe is doing to him, which becomes clear from the way that despite being incredibly tight, his muscles relax relatively quickly, allowing the other to do as he pleases. His fingers seem to fill him up far too much for Zhongli to believe he can take this man's cock, but it still feels strangely... good and while he is overall relaxed there are instances of clamping down on those fingers as they wear him down with their ministrations. By the time there are three fingers, Zhongli is still tight (but relatively speaking he's loosened up a decent amount) but also pliable with the almost complete lack of resistance he puts up, Childe's own sounds filling the air around them along with the Harbinger stretching him has him whimpering in impatience. Zhongli's own pants are gasps for air now, and another shudder flows through him, this time specifically from the hand working at his cock, but it doesn't register as embarrassing anymore so much, and it even gets a needy mewl out of the consultant.
It's really starting to become unbearable now, being unable to have that cock inside of him and stick at this stage, and with eyes half-lidded there's a soft sob that escapes him despite all of it being merely teasing pleasure that could very well be worth dying for. His body is too greedy for it all, though, making him frustrated and helpless, especially sandwiched between the tile and Childe.
Did he hear that right? He doesn't want to hurt him? Well, Zhongli wants Childe to hurt him, at this point, if only so he can remember well through the sex that this is the man that put a bullet through him& mdash; and if he knew he was actually Rex Lapis, would surely put a bullet in him again after this, as well, if not sooner. Being taken with a Harbinger of all people— ] Hurt me, break me, for all I care please just... I want you...!