[ Even though he wants to do otherwise, Zhongli can't help but especially relish those last few thrusts as they send punishing pulses of pleasure with his body now overly sensitive to anything and everything. He feels unnaturally exhausted and spent, so much that his body is nothing more than a doll beyond the muscle spasms tightly gripping Childe's cock, still making sounds for the other but to a much lesser degree.
Nevertheless, his eyes widen when he feels that final thrust and the cum that shoots out inside of him, splashing and filling him, and that painful bite that burns enough to sting gets a shuddered hiss of of him as Childe actually draws blood. Each new stream of cum that releases inside of him is felt and sends a shiver of uncomfortable pleasure through him— the type that could almost hurt but isn't quite at that point. Zhongli manages not to collapse, however, and is grateful for it when Childe eventually seems to tire... or satisfy himself. He does notice that the other has become gentle, and it's welcome as his post-orgasm high drains out of him, leaving his body prone to complain about all those bruises and bites now that it has no more priority to feeling pleasure.
This is certainly going to ache later. Anyway... back to the initial task at hand ... assisting the other in washing.
... That is ... once the other pulls out and stops being overly affectionate.
For now Zhongli simply presses his cheek to the tile while letting his breathing calm down some more, feeling somewhat dizzy and embarrassed when his thoughts wander to wonder when and what next time will be like. Damn it. ]
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Nevertheless, his eyes widen when he feels that final thrust and the cum that shoots out inside of him, splashing and filling him, and that painful bite that burns enough to sting gets a shuddered hiss of of him as Childe actually draws blood. Each new stream of cum that releases inside of him is felt and sends a shiver of uncomfortable pleasure through him— the type that could almost hurt but isn't quite at that point. Zhongli manages not to collapse, however, and is grateful for it when Childe eventually seems to tire... or satisfy himself. He does notice that the other has become gentle, and it's welcome as his post-orgasm high drains out of him, leaving his body prone to complain about all those bruises and bites now that it has no more priority to feeling pleasure.
This is certainly going to ache later. Anyway... back to the initial task at hand ... assisting the other in washing.
... That is ... once the other pulls out and stops being overly affectionate.
For now Zhongli simply presses his cheek to the tile while letting his breathing calm down some more, feeling somewhat dizzy and embarrassed when his thoughts wander to wonder when and what next time will be like. Damn it. ]