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095 » i breathe for you and you for me
[now that zhongli is no longer obligated to guide liyue on its path down eternal prosperity — and because he (somehow, after six thousand years) really isn't fit to live in mortal society on his own — he's opted to join aether on his journey.
it's on an at-will basis, aether's made that perfectly clear; zhongli is free to leave at any time. but of course the god of contracts is a man of his word, and he isn't going to back out on his word once it's been given. he seems to find even the most menial of tasks novel after his thousands of years of godhood. he likes clearing the fields of hilichurl for local farmers. he enjoys escorting transport balloons to their destinations. even rescuing cats for the adventurer's guild can send the man into a thoughtful reverie.
well, fair's fair, aether figures. at least he's having fun.
aether tries to enjoy his own journey, himself, but... truth be told, it's not all fun and games. now and then, commissioners from the adventurer's guild get belligerent and mean. not everyone in the world is inherently good. other times you take a blow to the head from a treasure hoarder's shovel, you know? sometimes life sucks, in other words. sometimes aether has a terrible, no-good, very bad day.
...which is what brings him to zhongli's inn room as the sun is setting on another day of hard work as an adventurer, absent paimon and with a slightly haggard look on his face. he still has the decency to knock before he enters, though.]
Zhongli... Could I ask you for a favor?
it's on an at-will basis, aether's made that perfectly clear; zhongli is free to leave at any time. but of course the god of contracts is a man of his word, and he isn't going to back out on his word once it's been given. he seems to find even the most menial of tasks novel after his thousands of years of godhood. he likes clearing the fields of hilichurl for local farmers. he enjoys escorting transport balloons to their destinations. even rescuing cats for the adventurer's guild can send the man into a thoughtful reverie.
well, fair's fair, aether figures. at least he's having fun.
aether tries to enjoy his own journey, himself, but... truth be told, it's not all fun and games. now and then, commissioners from the adventurer's guild get belligerent and mean. not everyone in the world is inherently good. other times you take a blow to the head from a treasure hoarder's shovel, you know? sometimes life sucks, in other words. sometimes aether has a terrible, no-good, very bad day.
...which is what brings him to zhongli's inn room as the sun is setting on another day of hard work as an adventurer, absent paimon and with a slightly haggard look on his face. he still has the decency to knock before he enters, though.]
Zhongli... Could I ask you for a favor?
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sure there had been a myriad of times when rex lapis would assume an innocuous form to mingle with the people of liyue, however it was usually just to satisfy a specific curiosity or to ensure some questionable and unfavorable situations were handled amicably. always a god watching over his people, but never taking the time to understand them more intimately.
but rex lapis was gone now, and zhongli had much to learn about modern day society. he was determined to be a man among everyday, average run-of-the-mill men! though this was much easier said than done... (one can't help but kick a spear straight into a group of hilichurls in order to quickly and efficiently complete a task sometimes.)
his time with aether and paimon had been fruitful and amusing, no matter how menial or exhausting the task. each completed commission meant someone somewhere was going to have some peace of mind knowing they were safe and sound from monsters, or their inventory would be delivered on time without a hitch. and the mora wasn't too bad either. earning it after losing the ability to create it out of thin air was... satisfying.
yes yes, zhongli was having yet another very good, very happy day.
not even the clearly exhausted sounding aether knocking on his door could bring him down! although he did feel like he should be concerned...]
Ah, good evening Aether!
[he can't help but curiously glance around for paimon as he says this, but the distant scent of lotus flower crisps probably meant she was tending to the very important matter of eating until she passed out again.]
You may ask me of me whatever you'd like. Would you like some tea as we discuss this matter of yours? The blend that the inn offers today comes from leaves grown in the Jaeyun Karst valley, beside the flowing waters of Mount Aozang. It is quite refreshing and perfect for relaxing after a long day full of adventuring!
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paimon is priceless, of course! but so is the amount of mora she spends on food...]
I guess a cup of tea wouldn't be a bad idea...
[visibly weary, aether slinks into a nearby chair, though he's tired enough that he doesn't stay sitting upright. sighing, the traveler rests his head in his arms upon the table, watching zhongli bring the teapot over. his long braid hangs limply over his shoulder as he blinks his golden eyes, vaguely catlike.]
I didn't know there are tea leaves in Jueyun Karst. You really do know everything. [there's. the barest pause.] Well, about Liyue.
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[he smiles as he says this, as if remembering something from ages ago, but says nothing more until aether's cup is filled and placed in front of him.]
I would like to know much more about what is beyond Liyue, but I cannot help but share what I am most familiar with. I digress, though. You had a favor to ask of me, did you not?
[zhongli seats himself across from aether after pouring himself a cup of tea, holding it with two hands as he tilts his head curiously, urging the young man to speak.]
I am all ears, as they say.
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Oh, well, it's nothing very difficult...
[sighing, he leans back in his chair and looks zhongli in his amber eyes as he asks:]
It's just... would you take off your shirt?
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[he mutters just before taking a sip of his tea. the cup is placed back onto the table with a soft sigh, zhongli crossing his arms as glances down to consider aether's request.]
I am inclined to follow through, however, I would like to know why before doing so.
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[that seems a little unfair after aether had to unknowingly do most of the work involved in uniting the various factions of liyue under one cause without their god... but in that case all aether had wanted was to meet the geo archon, so he can't exactly say that he wasn't properly compensated for his trouble. sighing thingly through his nose again, he takes another sip of tea, blinking slowly and drowsily as more of the warm liquid settles in his stomach.]
Well, you told me before that you were fine with posing nude if the terms and conditions were right, didn't you? I'm tired after everything that happened today, so I want to look at you. Let's just say it's... therapeutic.
[he pauses to consider what he himself is saying, and then decides that he may as well carve the whole boar while it's laid out in front of him.]
Actually, I want you to give me a hug. With your shirt off.
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[the birthday suit fiasco...]
["it's all the rage in fontaine right now," that damned free-spirited bard proclaimed, "when was the last time you were even there? aether would be so impressed!"]
Correct, I did in fact say that.
[zhongli glances down at himself and quietly takes note of what it is he's wearing, pinching the end of his collar with a thoughtful hum.]
Our day was quite busy today, wasn't it? I did not think those extra commissions were going to be a big deal for someone as exceptional as yourself, however here you are looking less radiant than usual...
Very well then, if it will ease your spirits, naturally I shall comply. I must warn you, I am wearing quite a few articles of clothing, and I would prefer to properly fold them before we carry on. You would not mind if I did that here rather than the washroom, yes?
[aka: does aether want front row tickets to the least sexy strip show ever or is he normal?]
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[really, if zhongli actually understood the concept of a striptease and performed one while sensually using his spear as a pole or something, it'd be — aether's not even sure he'd be able to enjoy it. his predominant emotion would just be who are you, and where is the real zhongli?
taking another sip from his teacup, aether straightens slightly, though he leans his elbows on the table as he watches zhongli's movements with interest.]
You might be too kind-hearted for your own good, though.
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What makes you say that? I am simply fulfilling your request so you feel more at ease. We are friends, after all, and is it not customary to give your all for a friend? Especially since you helped with the funeral arrangements for Rex Lapis. It is the least I can do, and I am quite happy to do it!
[an smile appears on his face as he finishes laying out his coat and folding it neatly into itself. he used to not wear very much at all, so the fact he had more than two things to remove at all was almost comical to him as he begins undoing his tie.]
However, if you were not a dear friend, I would have to charge you for this service.
[he stops rolling up his tie with a narrow gaze away from aether, smile disappearing just moments after saying this.]
That was a joke, if it was not apparent...
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[...he's being sarcastic, but he really shouldn't joke like that with zhongli, it might provoke a whole terrible train of deadpan jokes. well, too late now; it's already out of his mouth.
as tense as aether may have been when he first entered the room, he's already beginning to feel a lot better, sitting at ease and drinking tea and cracking jokes with the once and former lord of geo. it makes him a little more loquacious than he might ordinarily be; a rare smile touches his face as he refills his cup of tea, eyes not leaving the broad expanse of zhongli's back as his overcoat leaves his shoulders. look... they're having a good time, but aether made it pretty clear that he's also just here to ogle.]
I'm glad you consider me your friend, though. After everything, I mean. I think of you as my friend, too. I had a lot of fun setting up the Rite of Parting... even if it did involve a lot of running around.
[dumb, pleasant, innocent fun at that. singing-at-glaze-lilies-and-whopping-whopperflowers kind of fun.]
...Also, if someone offers you money to do this, I'll beat them up.
[is it possessiveness or protectiveness that motivates this comment...? it's hard to say, and it's certainly not as though zhongli can't handle unruly strangers on his own, but maybe it's the thought that counts. zhongli status: lumine tier. would beat up bad men for zhongli.]
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You ran around and assisted so earnestly too... As authentic as it was, it is almost a shame it was merely for show. However, thanks to you, I am able to stand here in front of you today as Zhongli.
[he glances down at himself as he says this, shirt currently draped over one arm as he quietly... ogles himself, basically.]
A Zhongli without a shirt at that... Hm, do you think someone would really proposition me for this sort of service?
[in a moment of what can only be described as madness, zhongli forgoes folding his shirt. he carefully drapes it over the back of his chair instead, adjusting the collar to ensure it remained straight and brushing off some small pieces of lint while he was at it with his gloved hand. once assuring it would be fine if left there unfolded, he gives it a small nod before clearing his throat and standing back upright across from aether.]
Shall we... get on with it?
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hiding a smile, aether sets his teacup aside and rises from his seat, spreading his arms wide to get ready for his promised hug. his promised shirtless hug, at that. in the flesh, zhongli's figure is even more flattering than those of the statues of the geo archon littered throughout liyue; the open expanse of the man's pale skin makes aether want to bite it, truth be told, but he's not here to be a brute. he's just here to be... cute.]
Squeeze, please.
[said in his softest, sweetest voice!]
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You are quite the curious one, Aether. Whatever request will you surprise me with next?
[he slips his arms under aethers', wrapping his arms securely around the smaller frame pressed tightly against him. zhongli stands perfectly still as he embraces the young man, eyes peering down at the braid trailing down his back. he lifts a hand from aether's back to lightly brush his fingers against the braid, moving up to the shorter blond locks behind his ear instead to get a better feel of it.
and it was as expected...]
Soft.
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[a rare laugh escapes aether as he's embraced and very gently squeezed — it's hard not to be amused by the sheer wonderment in zhongli's voice. aether wonders if the man would have the same reaction to a particularly agreeable cat or dog. nevertheless, the ordinarily blank-faced traveler seems unusually pleased — in spite of his tired pallor from a moment ago, some of his natural radiance seems to have returned. he wraps his arms around zhongli's waist in turn, hugging back.]
You can pet me more if you want to. I don't mind. My sister always said that I was fluffy.
[he's going to enjoy this hug on his own end as well, rubbing his cheek against zhongli's chest like an inquisitive animal for some moments before he quite shamelessly buries his nose between the gentle curves of zhongli's pecs. mmm... geo archon tiddy. that's it, that's what this thread is about. the healing powers of tiddy.]
Zhongli, your skin is so smooth... It's like you're really made of marble. But you're soft too, in your own way.
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[this is not the first time he has said fluffy in his six thousand plus years on this plane of existence but the way he hesitates saying sure might make one think that it was. intrigued by the sensation and wanting to get a better feel of it, zhongli lifts a wrist to his teeth and bites the edge of his glove, pulling away and letting it hang in his mouth as he makes quick work of the other glove before tossing both on the table.
madness.]Hmm, much better. I could see myself doing this for the rest of the evening.
[he resumes stroking aether's fluffy hair with a slight grin, amused by his own actions as well as the sensation tickling his chest. this entire situation was definitely abnormal, but zhongli was having a good time and aether seemed to be feeling a lot better, so it was all probably fine.]
Oh, seeing as I am here stroking your hair, I would not mind if you wanted to continue to stroke your face against my chest for as long as you would like! Our current position is per your request but I... do quite enjoy it. This embrace, our mutual stroking... yes, I believe it is just as rejuvenating for our spirits as our tea was.
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laughing quietly — it's almost a giggle with how soft and girlish his voice often is — aether resumes his petlike rubbing, relishing the smooth warmth of zhongli's body against his sensitive cheeks. as would be expected of such a distinguished gentleman, zhongli even smells nice. not quite like perfume made of rare silk flowers, no, but he smells of something masculine and woodsy and soothing. it makes aether breathe deeper, slower.]
Maybe we should add a new clause to our contract about doing this every week. Seeing as it's mutually beneficial and all.
[how far can he push this...? oh, aether's not plotting anything — it's not like him to be devious when zhongli is involved — but he is tempted, in a mischievous way, to test his boundaries, see what zhongli will or won't agree to. curious, he stands on tiptoe for a moment to press a kiss to the geo archon's bare neck, blinking at him with deceptively innocent golden eyes afterward.]
What about that? Do you enjoy things like that?
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he hums thoughtfully as he curls a finger around a lock of hair, rolling the strands with his thumb, like examining the quality of freshly bundled threads of silk. part of him suddenly misses walking into an establishment and examining all the wares available up close and personal, discerning the origins with just a glance or a simple touch, and engaging in pleasantries with the shop owner about any hisotry associated with a particulatly eye catching product. another part of him wants to ask if he can undo the braid in order to freely run his fingers through the entire length of aether's hair just to chase that feeling.
and he is about to, but the feeling of lips against his neck catch him just a little off guard. not that it was unwelcomed but... he sure wanted to do the same to aether's hair—]
That was unexpected, though I did not dislike it. Though I... want to know if you are attempting to feel my skin in a more intimate way? One's lips are quite sensitive to touch and are able to discern texture quite well when comparing against a more tactile approach.
However that was a kiss, was it not? Suggesting you are perhaps interested in... something else? We are discussing a mutually beneficial contract, after all, so I would like to make sure we are on the same page here. I believe I have made it clear so long as it's you, I do not mind indulging.
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Hmm, and here I was wondering how far I could get before you realized that I was interested in something else.
[slyly, the motion entirely calculated, aether slides his arms up from where they're wrapped around zhongli's waist, readjusting his embrace so that he has his arms draped around the geo archon's shoulders instead. the effect is slightly more coquettish, distinctly flirty, and much less innocent from where they were a second ago (if ever this situation was innocent to begin with). he flashes zhongli a more honest, earnest smile.]
I won't be offended if you don't indulge me, you know. We can still be friends even if you don't want me to touch you and kiss you.
[well, as long as he has his hands up here... he winds a little length of zhongli's ponytail around his finger, flicking his thumb across the firm yet soft strands with great interest.]
But if you do want that... well, I'd really enjoy it.
[...maybe he should really spell it out for zhongli, just in case the geo god is still confused about where this is going. he'll stand on tip-toe just to whisper into the man's ear.]
I'd enjoy having sex with you, too.
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[zhongli makes no attempts to move away from aether's hold, pursing his lips as he mulls the idea over with a quick glance towards the bed. the idea that the traveler had an ulterior motive with this topless embrace request did cross his mind briefly, and he may have chosen his last words carefully to coax it out of him if that was the case, but he was a bit surprised how fast the answer came. zhongli wasn't hopeful for an answer that was positive or negative— he was curious more than anything. aether wasn't the shy type, but he wasn't expecting him to be so forward.
finally, zhongli sighs. he rests a hand on the small of aether's back, cupping his cheek with the other and letting a thumb lightly trace the outline of soft lips.]
You really are quite something, aren't you? Hm... no matter, so we are in agreeance then.
[zhongli moves his hand to cradle the back of aether's head, fingers loosely curling against the silky locks he truly couldn't get enough of, and plants a kiss firmly against the traveler's lips.]
I do wonder how your body can handle mine... I wonder if you would prefer a gentle touch... or a firm one... Despite your appearance you are not the fragile type, but the day has taken a toll on you. I want you to feel good, after all.
[select which talent to upgrade: > soft? > hard? ]
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the kiss does take the traveler by surprise, though; he closes his eyes, melts into it a little, allowing himself to be held up by the pressure of zhongli's hands around his head and back. thus far, he's felt like the one chasing zhongli: pushing a little here and there, seeing if he'll cave in. while the geo archon is very attractive, for aether, this is about more than physical pleasure; it's about seeing where the man's boundaries are, exploring how much the traveler can give and take from a virtually immortal god. it's the way that, even this far in, zhongli isn't thinking about what he can receive from aether, but instead about what aether needs from him.
it's intoxicating, for a traveler who is used to performing services for others, and doesn't always ask about the payment he'll get in return.]
Hmm... Now you're the one surprising me. I assumed you'd be a slow and gentle lover, but I'll admit I'm a little curious to see what you're like when you're being firm. God of Contracts, Commerce, Justice, and War, was it...?
[assertively, the traveler kisses back for a time, growing just a little bit too fond of how it feels to be pressed against zhongli, who is tall and solid and reliable — unshakable as a mountain.]
You should do what you want, Zhongli. You're on leave, after all. You're not beholden to anyone but yourself.
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Hm... what I want? If what I want is to indulge you and see you lost in satisfaction beneath my touch surely you would be so kind as to let me see you in such a vulnerable state, yes?
[he tilts aether's head back and begins kissing his jawline, trailing down to the exposed skin on his neck as each kiss gets more and more bruising.]
I mean it you know... I want you to feel good. I want to see you lose that composure of yours. Show me something good, Aether.
[suddenly, in one fell swoop, zhongli releases aether only to grab him once more and hoist him over his shoulder, effortlessly taking him to bed. as soon as he deposits the traveler amongst the pillows, he's upon him again, tugging at the cloth around his neck and leaving kiss after kiss anywhere he can.]
Be a dear... take your clothes off too.
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aether's pulse quickens despite himself, heart hammering a little faster in his chest. this is a side of zhongli that he hasn't quite seen before, which is exactly what he wanted — but the archon is still being very gentle, very sweet, as he patiently removes the traveler's scarf and kisses his neck, his cheek, his brow, his lips.
this is hardly aether's very first time with a lover, but he suddenly finds himself off-kilter, thrown off-guard by how openly generous and loving zhongli is. this doesn't feel quite like the sort of thing he's used to: quick and dirty, with little time for mutual appreciation beyond the act itself.
he tries not to let this show on his face, though. as gracefully as he can, though it's not quite a striptease, he undoes the belts and buckles that keep his armor in place, shedding his pauldron and chestplate and plate belt, kicking his shoes off toward the floor — when he's finished, he's only wearing the dark crop top and loose-fitting pants that are part of his usual ensemble.]
...Should I take off the rest, too?
[it's impossible not to appreciate the lean lines of zhongli's body from this angle. aether lets his eyes wander, an open greed in his eyes as he lets his hands slide down the sleek curves of the man's waist.]
Or do you want to strip me of these yourself?
[obviously, the pants have to go. but aether's crop top is awfully cute...
►take it off
►leave it on ]
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I would like to see all of you...
[is all he says before pressing another kiss to aether's lips, a hand sliding up the crop top and — rather than removing it entirely — pushes it up to expose the traveler's chest. zhongli presses a finger tip against aether's nipple, a low hum expressing interest in his reaction as he moves to pinch it instead.]
Hm, do you have any sensitivity here...? I wonder what it will take to get you how I want you... Where is it that you like to be touched most?
[he trails the tips of his fingers across the rest of aether's chest, eventually moving to slide his hand down the rest of his torso, slowly, eyes taking it all in carefully, committing every inch of aether's skin to memory.]
Despite your travels, you are in excellent condition... It is quite lovely to see hardly any blemishes on you.
[a hand slips past the waist of aether's pants and underwear, and zhongli flicks his gaze back to meet golden eyes with a wry smile as he grazes his fingertips against the traveler's cock.]
Would you like for me to touch you here now?
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Yes.
[his answer is half-breathed, a wild worship gleaming in his eyes as he meets zhongli's bright golden gaze with his own.]
The way you touch me, Zhongli... like I'm something precious...
[it's intoxicating. aether might not be how zhongli wants him just yet, but he seems more than willing to comply with what the archon wants as long as he's being handled this delicately, praised and evaluated this carefully. he's not used to being treated like this at all, like fragile porcelain, like a shining gem. it's everything that he imagined zhongli would be like and more — and it leaves him open and pliant, parting his legs just slightly to allow zhongli better access to his hardening cock.
the young traveler really is beautiful, though — all silky, flawless skin, soft and uncallused, smooth even to his heels and toes, which must see no small amount of walking. it's enough to make one ponder: who between the two of them is the more divine?]
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[he really appreciates the way aether answers him. honest, with that hint of eagerness escaping with his breath that gets zhongli to remove his hands from the traveler's pants in order to tug them off entirely. conveniently, a small vial of flaming essential oil happens to land on the bed as zhongli — having already lost all sense of decorum here with not folding things anymore and all — tosses the trousers over his shoulder.]
Every inch of you practically untouched... but you have had others touch you before, correct?
[zhongli eyes aether almost knowingly as he holds the vial up, entirely too pleased with this happenstance. he pours a bit of the oil on his palm and rubs his fingers against it for a few seconds to evenly coat his hand with, pursing his lips curiously as he stares at the mixture in his hands.]
It is amazing how someone such as yourself can be this pristine. Yes, you are truly something unique. Eye-catching. Ethereal almost...
[mostly out of curiosity, he rubs his oil coated thumb against each of aether's nipples. a simple pinch did elicit a nice reaction, but what about something slow and warming...? he doesn't dwell too much on this, returning his attention to the traveler's stiffening cock and giving it a few gentle, teasing touches with the pads of his fingers before grasping properly with his tingling palm and proceeding to slowly work it up and down.]
What a shame it would be if I did not thoroughly appreciate your beauty tonight.
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as soon as that thought occurs to the traveler, though, zhongli is sliding the warm oil over his nipples again, making him jolt and squirm as his skin tingles with heat. those rosy pink buds of his have perked up from the attention they've been given — and aether may be half-covering his face out of shame, but when his chest is being framed by the undersides of his pale arms like this, it only seems to highlight how vulnerable his nipples actually are. he peeks out from between his fingers just to catch the knowing expression on the archon's face; his own face is flushed with embarrassment, a shame so exquisite he plainly wants more of it.]
Y-You keep touching my chest. I didn't think you'd be so perverse...
[aether's doing an admirable job of keeping his voice steady, but an excited breathlessness has already crept into his tone, revealing how very eager he is to be touched more, played with more, broken and remolded beneath zhongli's hands.]
I've had — a few others, maybe, but — no one who touched me like this...
[and in other worlds, a simple handjob wouldn't normally feel this good. but the heat from the oil is seeping into his skin, heating him to his core and making him want so much more intensely... he finds himself bucking his hips into the pressure of zhongli's palm, openly greedy, desperate for friction.]
Zhongli — Zhongli, your hand feels so good —
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[the truth is zhongli was growing more and more engrossed in their situation the more exposed aether became. the honorary knight of mondstadt, the outlander who helped save liyue — selflessly risking his life despite his own personal mission — was becoming unraveled before him. and quite beautifully at that.
indulging in whatever it was he desired is what zhongli was used to. it was different nowadays, sure, but he still found ways to get what he wanted even without his gnosis to make him an infinite amount of mora. the desire to see aether laid before him like he currently was was not always present, but after stroking such fine hair... it was quick to get lost in the rest of him. that little rush he got when coming upon something so rare and beautiful urged him on, and the way the smooth, pliant body was presented before him just made it harder to control himself.]
Oh? You're eager. Is it really just my hand, or is the oil proving to live up to it's reputation of inducing a more passionate feeling when used externally? Heh, look at that... you're practically twitching.
[zhongli stops stroking aether's cock, adjusting his hold to simply rub the tip between his thumb and middle finger, his forefinger prodding at the head as he looks expectantly at the traveler.]
If you can cum from just this, it must be the oil.
[and because he's a gentleman, zhongli leans down and plants a gentle kiss on aether's lips, encouraging him with a sweet voice.]
You want to, right? Go ahead. Do keep in mind that I do not intend to stop even after you do. We haven't even gotten to the main part of our contract.
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with zhongli, it's different — he doesn't hold aether in a crushing grip but instead teases him with just the barest sliding touch of his fingers. he acts like he has all the time in the world to enjoy every inch of aether's body, and it's all the more tantalizing, leaves the traveler shuddering helplessly with the need for friction. all that hot slick wetness — his cock feels like it's burning in the best way, and aether's close, he's close even though he doesn't want to be —]
I-I can't — come that easily, I really can't, I...
[but then zhongli leans in and whispers, and it's the low rumble of his voice that does it, that pushes aether over the edge. that deep smoky rasp makes you want to, right? go ahead echo in his head, drowning out the rest of the archon's commentary. oh, he wants to, he wants to so badly, and for a moment he wants nothing more than to lie back and be zhongli's obedient little pet...]
C-Can't — your voice —
[but he can and he does, coming in a hot, sweet little spurt that stains zhongli's fingers. it's not a particularly overwhelming orgasm, but even the lightest orgasms leave aether weak in the knees, and anyway, the traveler already knows that's only going to be the start of their night.
zhongli's only barely getting started, after all. he already has aether shuddering, pink-cheeked and spread-legged — so very eager for more.]