[ Stop, he wants to beg. It's too much, all too much, right down to the shiver-inducing onslaught of compliments that Childe speaks so sexily against his ear, the heat of his breath definitive even with the shower water and steam unrelenting. Zhongli can't ... believe this is happening, that he's allowing this, and that he can't regain enough control of his body and senses to be able to choose whether he keeps going along with things or not. The very idea that he's actually truly helpless under a human is mortifying, but at the same time it feels really so damn good, as if he is getting some kind of thrill from being powerless. It's a disorienting combo of feelings, enough that Zhongli's thoughts remain confused and muddy beyond those sweet little praises as he's thrust into over and over. No matter how fast Childe goes, however, Zhongli feels something new in the way that cock runs pleasure into him with each new thrust, and it's nothing short of incredible.
His gasps for air are strangled by pretty sounds of approval, of desire for more and more because Childe just feels so damn good he wants to keep going. He wants to stay completely lost in this moment, taking and doing anything and everything he needs to in order to keep getting praises for the other, to keep that cock entering him and marking its territory even if it never stays long enough to let him really feel the pleasure of being overly stuffed with such a great dick that he would have sworn a human would not be able to have. He's never slept with humans (at least, not fucked them for pleasure or while having an actual desire for them, and certainly never let one do this to him), and even though he made the choice to try it this once, he never once imagined it would be even close to this.
Now... however, if every human male had a cock like this, he might just change his mind.
Perhaps that's for the best.
There's no mistake Zhongli wants to act however he needs to in order to make Childe pleased, to keep making Childe feel as good as his words and his actions suggest he is. That's why despite having done his best to keep those sounds muffled and to himself, he fully lets them drip from his mouth for Childe. If Childe wants a symphony, well Zhongli's finally willing to give it to him.
His only regret is that in this position and in his disorientation he can't touch the other in return. It's fine overall, in the sense he at least feels him on his skin practically everywhere, even if his fingertips have to go without. It is a little craving that will have to wait to be sated.
It's not going to take that much for him to cum with Childe's cock entering him like this over and over, but as much as he wishes he could gain his bearings and slow things down so he isn't helpless, he doesn't want this to stop at all. He can only hope his body doesn't decide it feels like cutting the experience short by ejaculating too early. He wants to feel everything when Childe spills rather than being overly sensitive to it making hard to properly savor. ]
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His gasps for air are strangled by pretty sounds of approval, of desire for more and more because Childe just feels so damn good he wants to keep going. He wants to stay completely lost in this moment, taking and doing anything and everything he needs to in order to keep getting praises for the other, to keep that cock entering him and marking its territory even if it never stays long enough to let him really feel the pleasure of being overly stuffed with such a great dick that he would have sworn a human would not be able to have. He's never slept with humans (at least, not fucked them for pleasure or while having an actual desire for them, and certainly never let one do this to him), and even though he made the choice to try it this once, he never once imagined it would be even close to this.
Now... however, if every human male had a cock like this, he might just change his mind.
Perhaps that's for the best.
There's no mistake Zhongli wants to act however he needs to in order to make Childe pleased, to keep making Childe feel as good as his words and his actions suggest he is. That's why despite having done his best to keep those sounds muffled and to himself, he fully lets them drip from his mouth for Childe. If Childe wants a symphony, well Zhongli's finally willing to give it to him.
His only regret is that in this position and in his disorientation he can't touch the other in return. It's fine overall, in the sense he at least feels him on his skin practically everywhere, even if his fingertips have to go without. It is a little craving that will have to wait to be sated.
It's not going to take that much for him to cum with Childe's cock entering him like this over and over, but as much as he wishes he could gain his bearings and slow things down so he isn't helpless, he doesn't want this to stop at all. He can only hope his body doesn't decide it feels like cutting the experience short by ejaculating too early. He wants to feel everything when Childe spills rather than being overly sensitive to it making hard to properly savor. ]