in this line of work it wasn't unusual to get the occasional curious man poking around instead of the voracious females they were accustomed to. it had been true enough in Snezhnaya and here, in Liyue where the locals were fairly private and kept to themselves, it wasn't an uncommon sight to see a particularly waifish looking male wandering into the establishment looking lost and afraid. perhaps they were the only sons of a family-owned business and forced into marriages of convenience in order to ensure the prosperity of their future. maybe they had never seen the world beyond what the shores of Liyue offered them and wanted to know what the men of another country were like.
in any case, Ajax had plenty of experience "handling" these sorts of people, so to speak, and he falls into the role they preferred pretty easily. while he's not technically on the clock there's something about the man - Zhongli, he'd said - that's appealing enough to make him want to tease him just a little.
he wonders if the other knows who he is. after all, Ajax's face was still plastered on a lot of the promotional materials due to his status as top earner in the host club. ]
Ajax [ he offers, settling himself comfortably onto the couch and close enough to Zhongli that their thighs touch. the drink he has in his hands is dripping cold condensation off the glass, and he offers it with a nod of his head. ]
Here, have one on me. [ a beat and, realizing that this probably looks and sounds exactly like the sort of horror stories one might tell about a particularly aggressive stalker in a club, he adds in, quickly: ] Oh - I work here, by the way. Don't worry, it's safe.
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in this line of work it wasn't unusual to get the occasional curious man poking around instead of the voracious females they were accustomed to. it had been true enough in Snezhnaya and here, in Liyue where the locals were fairly private and kept to themselves, it wasn't an uncommon sight to see a particularly waifish looking male wandering into the establishment looking lost and afraid. perhaps they were the only sons of a family-owned business and forced into marriages of convenience in order to ensure the prosperity of their future. maybe they had never seen the world beyond what the shores of Liyue offered them and wanted to know what the men of another country were like.
in any case, Ajax had plenty of experience "handling" these sorts of people, so to speak, and he falls into the role they preferred pretty easily. while he's not technically on the clock there's something about the man - Zhongli, he'd said - that's appealing enough to make him want to tease him just a little.
he wonders if the other knows who he is. after all, Ajax's face was still plastered on a lot of the promotional materials due to his status as top earner in the host club. ]
Ajax [ he offers, settling himself comfortably onto the couch and close enough to Zhongli that their thighs touch. the drink he has in his hands is dripping cold condensation off the glass, and he offers it with a nod of his head. ]
Here, have one on me. [ a beat and, realizing that this probably looks and sounds exactly like the sort of horror stories one might tell about a particularly aggressive stalker in a club, he adds in, quickly: ] Oh - I work here, by the way. Don't worry, it's safe.