[ it's a little strange feeling leather on his dick, but not terribly unusual. he's worn leather pants, after all, and gone commando if only because he knew that his clientele enjoyed seeing the bulge of his dick during their visits. having gloves on him wasn't quite so different and his cock responds well enough under the tentative touches anyway. ]

You're too cute. [ he murmurs, grin curving his lips at Zhongli's tentative, shy attentions. ] Funny, I would have thought you'd be packing under there. Something about... the quiet ones always have the biggest cocks. Guess it doesn't apply to me, though.

[ as if on cue his dick jumps under Zhongli's touch, a bead of pre-cum already forming at the tip. he's more than halfway hard but he'd always been something of an enthusiastic grower, cock prepping for the inevitable slide in with an overabundance of pre-cum. that was to say nothing about his orgasms. ]

Do you want to give it a taste, Zhongli? Will you do me that favor? Haaah... your mouth is so pretty, I think I'd die if I don't have it wrapped around my cock...

[ his hand's found its way to the crown of the other man's head and he steps forward just a little more, throbbing cock angling to bunt against Zhongli's cheek. this close the other man can probably smell his musk, the heady promise of sex and arousal clinging to the air. ]

Won't you please, Zhongli?