[ This brat. Unfortunately, in Rex Lapis' eyes, this means that he can't just cave now because the other will get it in his head he can do this again or something even bolder. He's not sure if Childe managed to bend him over that he'd be able to tell his own handiwork considering his incredible state of denial, but at best he would know that if someone was able to fuck him, then he probably could, too. Childe does not need that type of power or knowledge. It's not like he'd let him, anyway... he's quite sure. Flashbacks from last night don't make him feel overly confident in that statement, but surely at worst he can maintain his power over Childe as "Rex Lapis" and resort to being dominated only while he believes him to be "Zhongli."
He would have thought Childe too prideful for something like this, but apparently he doesn't view sucking cock the same way the Mafia head does. In the other's defense, too, it's admittedly certainly an alternative way of control, but, really he would have thought sucking dick was viewed as submission by a Snezhnayan...!
(Then again, perhaps Childe's just terribly convincing he'll go all the way and he has no plans to.)
He still doesn't say anything, but admittedly has to wince with Childe's mouth suddenly on his crotch. He does his absolute best to ignore him, at least in the sense of not letting it arouse him any more than he already has been from their scuffling.
Belligerently, the head of the family looks pointedly away from Childe, refusing to give him that satisfaction and instead use his free hand to try and push Childe's head away, anyway. He could grab his hair, but something tells him that will just encourage the other. Maybe this, too, will encourage him, but... he doesn't have any faith anymore the other will stop shy of actually doing it if he lets him continue without any action on his part.
He can almost hear the smugness in her tone as much as he already saw it on her little assassin's face when she finds out about all this absurdity. He breathes out through his nose in an attempt to calm himself, making extra efforts to continue speaking in the foreign tongue and definitely not think about the idiot between his legs. This child certainly has a death wish, doesn't he! ]
I fail to understand why you have brought that up. Then again, I fail to also comprehend that you have caused this situation in the first place. My patience is vast, but not endless.
[ He shoves rather hard at Childe's head when he says that, the smallest growl underlying his tone. Stop it! Now.
Keep his bad ideas to himself and don't drag him into them. ]
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He would have thought Childe too prideful for something like this, but apparently he doesn't view sucking cock the same way the Mafia head does. In the other's defense, too, it's admittedly certainly an alternative way of control, but, really he would have thought sucking dick was viewed as submission by a Snezhnayan...!
(Then again, perhaps Childe's just terribly convincing he'll go all the way and he has no plans to.)
He still doesn't say anything, but admittedly has to wince with Childe's mouth suddenly on his crotch. He does his absolute best to ignore him, at least in the sense of not letting it arouse him any more than he already has been from their scuffling.
Belligerently, the head of the family looks pointedly away from Childe, refusing to give him that satisfaction and instead use his free hand to try and push Childe's head away, anyway. He could grab his hair, but something tells him that will just encourage the other. Maybe this, too, will encourage him, but... he doesn't have any faith anymore the other will stop shy of actually doing it if he lets him continue without any action on his part.
He can almost hear the smugness in her tone as much as he already saw it on her little assassin's face when she finds out about all this absurdity. He breathes out through his nose in an attempt to calm himself, making extra efforts to continue speaking in the foreign tongue and definitely not think about the idiot between his legs. This child certainly has a death wish, doesn't he! ]
I fail to understand why you have brought that up. Then again, I fail to also comprehend that you have caused this situation in the first place. My patience is vast, but not endless.
[ He shoves rather hard at Childe's head when he says that, the smallest growl underlying his tone. Stop it! Now.
Keep his bad ideas to himself and don't drag him into them. ]