[ Zhongli shouldn't be further endurance any of this, but he's too far gone in being fascinated and addicted not just by the sex, but by the array of emotions — the faces Childe let's him see.

Receiving Childe's cock love more has him making the most sensual of moans, eyes rolling back some before they close fully. Yes, he can feel the stickiness and dashing squelches of the other moving inside of him pricing that he is still wet. Zhongli consists what to say — or not, he really doesn't, instead picking the dirtiest thing that comes to his mind first. ] Mm... I held some of it in. [ his eyes open now, a flicker of the pooling lust he's feeling before further speaking, voice a little quieter now and a bit more gutteral. ] So I could have a taste of you, still, later if you weren't interested in more sex.

[ whether it's true or not, talking about it makes Zhongli involuntarily shiver and his muscles squeeze a bit around Childe's dick, as if emphasizing
the other should definitely leave even more cum. Reaching up he pulls the other's face close to his, brushing their noses together affectionately and humming a wishful thought before slipping him tongue into Childe's mouth to dominate him in a different way. ] If only I could keep you...