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zhongchiandtartali · 2 days
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lostsunlight · 9 months
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✧ TO NEGOTIATE WITH A GOD AND A HARBINGER
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Childe x Zhongli x Reader ✧ wc: 2.8k
CW: nsfw, threesome, overstimulation, oral (giving and receiving), praise, teasing, switch reader and childe, dom zhongli, anal, brief after care
Synopsis: After you end up involved in what could only be described as diplomatic nightmare between The 11th Fatui Harbinger, Tartaglia and Wangsheng Funeral Parlour's consultant Zhongli, you finally organise a meeting to question the two. The meeting however, doesn't go as expected.
masterlist ✧ ao3
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The Fatui were causing a diplomatic headache to state it lightly. Ningguang had you working to the bone trying to prevent a war between Liyue and Snezhnaya. You could pin the blame on two individuals Tartaglia, The 11th Fatui Harbinger and Zhongli, the consultant for Wangsheng Funeral Parlour. 
Childe’s unpredictable actions had you changing your approach every day, carefully thinking through plans just for them to be thrown to the wayside upon hearing the news that Childe had gone and done another stupid thing. The attitude of the Snezhnayan diplomats didn't help at all.
Despite being intimately involved with The Harbinger before it led to nothing but dead ends, both being content to use each other for a night. With that strategy crossed off you would have to try a new technique.
Zhongli on the other hand had a particular talent of giving non-answers to any questions asked of him, especially when it came to ties to the Fatui. For some reason Master Hu had palmed the Qixing off to him for questioning.
Hopefully today the mess would be resolved, you had finally managed to organise a meeting between the three of you on behalf of Ningguang. You had every faith that Zhongli would show up, Childe however? You could only hope.
You sat behind your desk, arms crossed, you were nearly fed up with the two men sitting before you. After what felt like hours of questioning you had circled back to where you had started, not a single answer had been given to you. At this point it was clear as day that Childe was scheming and Zhongli seemed none the wiser. 
What was even worse is that Childe had seemingly been flirting with you the entire meeting. You had made every effort to not respond to his advances, just wanting an end to this diplomatic nightmare. 
As you stood up to dismiss them from your office Zhongli and Childe gave each other a look. 
“Y/N…” Childe said, placing his hands on your desk
“Hm?” you look at him and raise an eyebrow, eyes flitting to Zhongli
“I’ve been thinking”
“That must be new” you snarked, you didn't miss a small laugh from Zhongli 
“Funny. I was going to say I’ve been thinking about that night”
“Zhongli is right there Tartaglia” you said, shock weaved into your voice
“Zhongli and I were thinking you could join us for a night” He continued on as if you hadn't just spoken 
“Sorry?”
“You heard me” He stared right at you, smirk tugging at his lips
You looked away, blush gracing your cheeks. You looked back to Childe and then to Zhongli. They were both attractive, maybe a night with them might relieve some of the stress they’ve caused you. What did you have to lose?
You walked around the desk to where Zhongli was standing and traced a finger along his jaw, he grabs your wrist and gives your hand a kiss. 
“It was I who proposed the idea, Childe told me how good you were” 
“Is that so?” You looked up at him through your lashes
Without a second thought you kissed Zhongli, hands reaching up to bury themselves in his brown hair. The kiss was soft and sweet, the exact opposite of what Childe had given you. You moaned a little and Zhongli took the opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth. His hands remained gripping your waist ever the gentleman.
The two of you break apart for air and Zhongli takes the opportunity to bury his face in your neck, you tilt it a bit to give him better access and he kisses up the column of your neck. You let out a small whimper. Your eyes fly open to see Childe staring daggers at you and Zhongli. 
“Jealous?” You breathe out, eyes half lidded with lust
“Hardly” he replies, despite him trying to hide it you could hear the strain in his voice. 
He slips off his grey jacket and disappears from your line of sight. A moment later you feel him behind you, hard cock grinding against your ass. You bite your lip to prevent another moan, not wanting to give him any satisfaction. One hand joining with Zhongli’s at your waist and the other snaking around your torso.
Zhongli pulls away from your neck and draws Childe in for a kiss, much like with you he was rough. The hand wrapped around your torso moves up to your neck and he pulls you closer to him. 
Zhongli pulls away from the kiss and steps back to let Childe have you for a bit. He seats himself down, happy to watch. Childe backs you onto your desk, you clear the surface, papers fluttering down to the floor. You jump up onto the desk. His hands tangle in your hair, angling your head to his liking as he kisses you, tongue pushing into your mouth. 
Your hands move to unbutton his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Your hands skirt down his abdomen, littered with scars. You stop at his clothed cock, gripping it you hear him sharply inhale. 
You pull away “Just a little kissing and your already this hard” you tease
He doesn't give you a reply, drawing a finger up your soaked underwear. You bit back a whimper, not wanting to give him any satisfaction.
“You’re one to talk” He slides your underwear to the side and presses on your clit. Slowly he presses one finger into you and curls it. Your body betrays you and you moan. He presses in another finger, stretching you out. 
You pull him closer, lips ghosting his “You would look much better on your knees you know”
Childe chuckles “Why would I do that, you already look so pretty like this”
“I thought you would be the type to return the favour” You give his hair a tug and push him onto his knees by his shoulders. He doesn't complain as he hooks his fingers around the sides of your underwear and pulls it down revealing your glistening cunt. 
You hear him swear in Snezhnayan under his breath. You hook your legs over his shoulders and he grabs your hips, fingers digging in hard enough that there would be bruises tomorrow. He kisses the inside of your thighs before moving onto your pussy. He licks a firm stripe up your cunt and kisses your clit. 
You arch your back, one hand buried in his rusty locks the other on the desk to support yourself, head canted back in pleasure. He presses two fingers into you again, curling them to reach the spot that makes you breathless. You let out a long drawn out moan as his tongue circles your clit.
You tilt your head down, drawing closer to your high. Your eyes meet with Zhongli’s golden gaze, fixed on you and Childe. Slowly he gets up and draws a finger along your jaw, forcing your head up to look at him. He laces his fingers in the back of Childe’s hair. You hear him moan as Zhongli gives it a firm tug, pushing him further into your cunt.
“You’re doing so well” he rumbles out, you weren't sure if he was referring to you or Childe, maybe both. He pulls you in for another kiss. Childe pumps his fingers faster, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. Zhongli pulls away and forces you to look down at Childe.
“Look at him when you cum, he’s being so good for you” Childe whines again at the words, pulling his tongue away from your clit he replaces it with his thumb, resting his head on on the plush of your thigh. You were so close.
“Stop being such a tease xiangsheng ”
With one final swipe of his thumb across your sensitive clit you came, following Zhongli’s order to look at Childe. You let out a long drawn out moan as Childe keeps on going as you ride out your orgasm. 
“A-Ah stop its too much” 
“Not a chance girlie. Look at you, so desperate for us” You whine at his words 
“Oh you like it when we talk?” 
“H-Hahh” you were unable to form a proper sentence, let alone a thought. So lost in the haze of lust and overstimulation.
You look at Zhongli, still fully clothed for help. Much to your surprise he pulls on Childe’s hair drawing his head back. He grabs his hand that was just playing with your cunt and licks the two fingers.
“You taste divine darling” His gloves fingers go to your pussy and slides up it. He places a thumb on your lower lip, you open your mouth and let him place his slick covered fingers in. You suck, mewling at the sweet taste. 
Zhongli withdraws his fingers and draws them down your chin down to your clavicle. He begins to strip off his many layers, you pull your shirt over your head and unclasp your bra leaving you bare. Childe traces his knuckle along the side of your breasts. 
Zhongli stalks behind Childe just as he unclasps his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor. You reach out instinctively to grab his cock. It was long and slender, a tight fit last time. You give it a few pumps, Childe grabs your wrist to stop you. 
Zhongli grabs Childe’s hips and moves them towards him. You catch a glimpse of Zhongli’s dick, if Childes was big his was huge. He was not only girthy but long. Zhongli slides his palm down the plane of Childe’s back stopping at his ass. He gently presses one finger in. Childe mewls at the feeling, letting go of your wrist and falling forward extending his arms on either side of you to support himself. 
You grab his jaw, other hand resuming the slow pumping of his cock “Look who's desperate for us now” you say in a slightly condescending tone, trailing your thumb over his lower lip.
Childe’s response was cut short by another moan as Zhongli adds a second finger, your hand trails down his neck to his chest. You give one nipple a pinch while you increase the pace you were pumping his cock, thumb swiping over the slit, gathering the precum at tip.
“I like you better like this” you continue to tease him
“Childe” Zhongli said in a calm tone withdrawing his fingers from his ass, he leans in to whisper in his ear. 
“Be a good boy and fuck her” his breath ghosted the shell of his ear. Childe didn’t need any other encouragement. He swats your hand away from his dick and pushes you down so you’re lying flat on the desk. His hands dance up from your hips along your torso, kissing your breasts, sucking hard enough to leave marks. He moves up to your neck, giving it a quick bite.
“Ready?” he asks, cock already teasing your entrance, sliding up and down to gather your pooling slick.
“Yes” you breathe out. Without another moment he shoves his cock into you, burying himself up to the hilt. You let out a loud moan at the intrusion. Eyes rolling back as he gives your neck a squeeze and begins to set a rough pace, fucking you as he pleases.
You see Childe be pushed down a little by Zhongli so he's now resting on his elbows above you. Zhongli gives his cock a few pumps and then pushes his dick into Childes ass, Childe buries his head in your neck to muffle the cry. He gives his ass a slap and then begins to fuck him roughly. His movements making Childe thrust into you. 
You began to feel your orgasm on the horizon, one of your hands moving down to circle your clit. Childe was too gone, too lost in pleasure to even think straight, he finally had his fantasy of being between you and Zhongli. 
Zhongli increases the pace, making it more and more brutal, unlike Childe he's not very vocal, only letting out small huffs as grunts. He looks at you, you look so fucked out, eyes clenched shut a small sliver of drool across your chin.
“Good boy, taking us both like this” Zhongli grunted, he wrapped his arms around Childe’s torso and pulls him up against his chest. You feel yourself getting more and more hazy.
“F-Fuck I’m gonna cum hahh” You whine, arching your back off the table, breasts meeting Childes scarred chest.
With one final swipe of your clit you cum, squeezing around Childe’s cock, he thrusts through your orgasm, intensifying it. 
This in combination with Zhongli hitting that spot inside of him over and over again Childe cums. He lets out a drawn out moan, eyes flying open. Thick white ropes painting your insides.
“How disappointing” Zhongli comments and he slides out of Childe’s ass, he whines at the loss of his cock filling him so well.
Zhongli bends over and picks up white tie, he ties it around Childe’s wrists and forces him to sit in the nearby chair, cock half-hard covered in your mixed releases. He then turns to you, sitting back up, Childe’s cum leaking out of your pussy. 
“Turn around” You obey, jumping off the desk and leaning over it
“It’ll be a tight fit darling, I’ll go slowly” he whispers in your ear, planting a kiss between your shoulder blades
“Well see about that” you turn your head to look at him, raising a brow.
He doesn’t dignify you with a response, simply pressing his fat head in. You whine at the feeling as he pushes deeper into you, using Childe’s cum mixed with yours as lube. 
“What was that you were saying?”
You whine in response, Zhongli grabs your hair and pulls your head back like he had done for Childe as he bottoms out, refusing to move.
“Use your words darling” he demands
“I-I’m sorry, just please fuck me” you plead
He gives one short thrust 
“Please, Zhongli! I’ll be good for you” 
Satisfied with you begging he lets go of your hair and presses a hand into the centre of your back and pushes you down against the desk. He fucks you like he had just fucked Childe, hard, fast rough. From this angle everything felt more intense, you were losing it quickly. 
Childe stares at the display, cock already hard watching the two of you. He struggles against Zhongli’s expensive tie, desperately wanting release again. After a few seconds he frees himself from the simple restraint. He gives himself a few strokes and then walks around to the other side of the desk. 
Zhongli looks up at him and quirks his eyebrow, not expecting to see Childe there. You look up at Childe as well, you let out a mewl as Zhongli thrusts into particularly roughly. Childe, tired of not being in control of the night, takes advantage of one of your moans to press his cock against your lips. 
Without hesitation you lick the slit, tasting his salty precum on your tongue. He presses deeper into your mouth and grabs your hair, he begins to fuck you in tandem with Zhongli’s thrusts. You’re completely gone at this point, a mess between the two men. Without much warning another orgasm hits you, you squeeze harshly against Zhongli's cock, he stills his thrusts a little. 
Childe continues to fuck your throat, admiring the tears begging to prick at the corners of your eyes. 
“Fuck, look at you, looking so fucked out for us” You moan around his cock at his words, bringing Childe closer to the edge. After a few more rough thrusts into your throat Childe’s hips still and he cums down your hot throat, you taste the salt. You open your mouth to show him you swallowed it all. 
“Good Girl” he praises you, tucking piece of hair behind you ear 
You grab his hands to support yourself as Zhongli thrusts into you with reckless abandon, using you to desperately chase his own release. After a few more minutes he grabs your hips with bruising force. Pumping your hot cum into you. He pulls out, letting it slide down your thighs.
You lie there for a second, collecting your thoughts after what just happened.
“Come, lets get cleaned up” Childe says, Zhongli helps you off the desk. You begin to haphazardly pull your clothes back on with Childe and Zhongli.
“There's a bathroom just down the hall, it's late enough that everyone would be gone but be careful anyways”
With some luck the three of you make the way to the luxurious bathroom that only the Jade Chamber would have. You clean yourselves up and make your way to the terrace floating high above Liyue
“Until the next negotiation” You give them a nod and they descend together. 
You scold yourself internally for not getting answers, hopefully next time you would get more. 
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disasterlala · 8 months
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how Childe's involvement in the Fontaine arc resolves (he has a type)
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dragon behaviour hours
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archonsoflove · 1 year
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Here is an ongoing list of fanfictions I have enjoyed and followed! I hope you will find something you like here as well <3
CONTENT WARNING: Please read all tags on these fics CAREFULLY
A SMALL NOTE: my list will be continued in my Bookmarks section on my AO3 account! You can find it HERE <3
I now have a GRAND MASTERLIST where I'll be updating regularly!
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fjshsoup · 1 year
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childe assisting the elderly
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lesbianrupaul · 5 months
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GAHHHHJ GAY PEOPLE!😟 sorry for playing /posting Genshin it won’t happen again.
Please credit if you use for anything :3
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simping-overload · 7 months
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Day 1 - ZhongChi
including: cock hungry childe, zhongli has 2 dicks, slight overstimulation, begging, using hydro as a lube, happy arranged marriage plot
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Childe was grateful for the Tartista for granting his sole wish. That was to be promised to the emperor of Liyue, Morax. Word had gotten out about the man looking for a mate to settle down with after all these years.
The Tartista was far too aware of the gingers feelings to the archon and vice versa. The longing looks between the two men were obvious. Due to the distance and Childes job as a harbinger, she began to send letters back and forth between Morax and herself.
They both agreed that he shall keep his harbinger position and will remain positioned in Liyue. They discussed how the wedding will be, when, where, and the clothing that shall be adorned by the two. It took a mere few months before everything was set and stone.
To say that Childe was ecstatic about the news was an understatment. He almost immediately ran off to his family, telling them all the good news.
His family, while confused by the fact he was going to marry one of the strongest and oldest archons, they still supported him nonetheless.
It was evident that Morax was quite happy himself, a smile adorned on his lips, in contrast to his usual stoned face. He rambled to Madam Ping about the wedding, it was assuming to see for the old woman, reminding her of Morax when he was in his youth.
By the time Chide and his family made it to Liyue, the preparations had been nearly complete. The habor and city have been laced with decorations. Long stripes of gold and white cloth line the street and buildings.
It amazed Childe and his family as they walked through the streets. Upon reaching the palace, which was a million times more decked out with decorations, he was ushered away by the palace staff. His family was taken to where they shall stay while he was pushed into the thrown room.
He embraced Zhongli as soon as he saw him, exchanging pleasantries and kisses. He sat with him for a while, long enough for him to fall asleep in his lovers' warm embrace.
Zhongli hid his face in Childes fluffy hair, engrossing himself in his lovers comfortablesmell and commiting it memory. He thinks about how the wedding will turn out and how his husband will look in the suit he picked out for him. He falls asleep to his thoughts and to Childes comforting presence.
A few days had passed, and Childe and his family settled in fast. It was now the day of the wedding, a day that everyone was very much looking forward to. The clothing they wore had their differences, as they represented both of their cultures' clothing. Zhongli wore a brown and golden robe, with silver accents lining the glaze lily imagery. Childe had on a simple silver suit, golden accents stitched into the seem.
The wedding went off perfectly and just as planned. After everything was nearly over, Childe was quick to drag his now husband off and back into their shared room.
He giggles as he brings Zhongli into the room with him, hands running through his long and silky hair. Zhongli entertains Childe with long and breathless kisses, allowing the ginger to strip him of his robe and clothing while he helps Childe with his.
It wasn't long before both of them were bare before one another. Hands roaming each others bodies, Childe traces colors and symbols that are etched into his arms, seemingly fascinated. While Zhongli traced and occasionally kissed the multitude of scars that are on his lovers skin.
Zhongli stops Childes, wondering hands before it reaches his slit. He looks up a concerned look on his face.
"Now Childe... this will be our first time together. There is one thing you must know before we continue. Do not feel shame if you think you're not ready or comfortable with this."
He slips his slender fingers into his slit, massaging it slightly to nudge his already rock hard dicks out. They were long and thick, most of the shaft was a brownish black color, fading into a light but subtle gold as it reaches the tip.
"I can handle them." The ginger grins, his gaze is locked onto his cocks. A mischievous look his eyes. Before the archon can ask Childe dives head first into Zhonglis crotch. He laps and licks the first one, using his other hand to jerk off the lower one.
Zhongli gasps, hips bucking into Childe in surprise, whimpers and moans slip from between his lips. This encourages the man to go further, taking Zhongli into his mouth as he slowly slides his head further down his dick.
The size of it makes his jaw strain, tears gather at the corner of his eyes as he takes in the rest of it. He thanks the stars that he doesn't have a gag reflex when the large tip hits the back of his throat.
He moves into a more comfortable position, before beginning to bob his head up and down on his cock. Zhongli moans and pants at the feeling, running a hand through the gingers hair as he works his magic.
Childe was still sloppily jerking off the other cock, hand almost fall as he gets lost in the taste of Zhongli. He lover wraps his larger and around his smaller one, helping him move it up and down his cock.
"You're such a good boy for me, Ajax." He praises, locking eyes with the man below him. His teary and lust filled eyes look up at him. He looked so beautiful... if he had the choice and time, he would let his lover suck him off for the rest of time.
Just that prideful look from his praise sends Zhongli over the edge, without any warning other the grip tightening in his hair. Long and warm bursts of cum shoot down his throat, he made sure to swallow every drop of him.
Zhongli guides Childes head off of his cock, moving the hand from his head to his plump lips. Childe grins up at him.
"I told you I can handle it."
Zhongli chuckles, guiding Childe to straddle his lap as he captures his lips. Zhonglis skillfull hands roam his upper chest, settling on Childes sensitive nipples. He began to twist one bud while rubbing the other.
Childe tries to steady himself at the feeling, hands resting on Zhonglis broad shoulders as he pants and moans into the kiss. He knew he was sensitive, but not this sensitive.
Zhongli broke away from the kiss, settling his lips onto Childes pecks, sucking and biting at the area. He moves onto his nipples. Taking the hard bud into his mouth, Zhongli swirls his forked tongue around it.
Childe digs his dull nails into his loves shoulders, moaning and whining at the feeling. His neglected cock twitches against his stomach, small bits of pre cum leaking out of the tip.
Zhongli releases the nipple, giving the swollen bud a quick kiss before looking up at Childe. His hand slid in between his ass, teasingly prodding at his hydro slicked hole.
"Now my dear... do you think you can handle me inside of you?"
Zhonglis other hand ghosts Childes hard cock, dragging his finger along the base of it. The harbinger gasps at the feeling, bucking into Zhonglis chest.
"Yes! I promise I can handle it. Please let me feel you inside of me, Zhongli." He begs, pressing himself into the fingers the prod his hole.
Zhongli smirks, slipping a finger into his hole. Despite how tight Childe was, the hydro slick made it easy enough to move. He'd quick to add another, scissoring him wide.
Childe moans loudly, leaning into Zhonglis' hand, trying to get Zhonglis fingers in deeper. Zhongli doesn't make an effort to stop this, relishing into the sounds he and his body make.
Even more so as he began to stroke Childes neglected cock, at a slow and tortures pace.
"Zhongli, please..." Childe whines.
"Please, what my dear? You'll have to use your words. I'm not a mind reader." Zhongli teases, his paces not faltering in either department.
"Can you... go a little faster? I wanna cum."
"As you wish, my dear." Zhongli says, the pace on Childes cock quickens. It shocked Childe at how fast the pace changed, but the feeling was certainly not unwelcome.
The feeling of Zhongli jerking him off and fingerings his hole is enough to send him over the edge in a mere matter of seconds.
"Fuck— I'm cumming!" Childe shouts, white strips of cum shooting out of his cock landing onto his stomach and covering Zhonglis hand.
Zhongli smiles, whispering praises against Childes cumed covered stomach. He adds a third finger as he begins to lick Childes stomach clean.
The smell and taste of his arsoul was just delicious, if his lovers body can handle it he'd make him cum a thousand times over to make sure that smell is hardwired to memory.
He inserts a fourth finger, spreading Childe wide, the hydro slick dripping down his hand and arm. After a few moments, he deemed Childe wide enough to take him. Moving Childe off of him and against his back, making sure he was comfortable against the pillows.
He spreads Childes legs wide, looking at the way his hole clenches around nothing. He alligens himself with Childes hole, slowly pushing himself in.
Childe grips at the pillows beneath him. Even with the prep, he still feels huge. Zhongli pauses, intertwining his hand with Childes before continuing.
He manages to bottom out, stopping again so Childe can adjust to the size. He traces the outline of dick in Childes' skin. Waiting for the go-ahead to continue. A quick squeeze from Childe is enough.
He pace starts off slow, watching as Childes hole engulfs his cock. Childe throws his head back against the pillows, arching his back as Zhongli hits his prostate perfectly.
"Fuck! Zhongli— right there.
Zhongli quickens the pace at this, pressing his forehead against Childes. He made sure to keep eye contact with him as he thrust into him. Looking at how fucked out he looks.
Childe wraps his legs around his waist and his arms around Zhongli neck, pulling him against him even more.
"Zhongli... put the other one in. I want to have all of you. Please." Childe begs, rutting back against his thrusts.
Zhongli pauses for a moment, ignoring how Childe whines. "Are you sure? Can you really handle having to of me?" Zhongli asks, face serious as he looks at Childe.
The ginger nods eagerly, "I can! I have more endurance than I look." He grins.
"If you ever feel like you cannot take no more than please say something." Zhongli says, pulling out ever so slightly to turn Childe on his side, hooking his long leg over his shoulder.
He pushes the first back in before lining up the second, "I need more of your hydro, my love."
Childes hole is quickly flooded with the decant amount, pressing his second cock in he notices how Childes face strains at the stretch. The look wasn't of pain but of pure bliss.
Childe felt amazing, his walls clenching around him while he pours all his slick over his cocks. Zhongli began to fuck the daylight out of him.
Hard and fast thrusts, accompanied by bites and kisses to his calf and thigh that's lays on Zhonglis shoulder.
"You feel so good, Ajax. You're so perfect for me." Zhongli praises.
Childe was sqiruming and moaning loudly, his prostate was basically being abused by Zhonglis two cocks. Childes own cock was already harden once more, and with a few more thrusts from his love he cups all over himself again.
Zhongli pays this no mine and keeps going, not stopping until he gets a relase of his own. He bites into Childes leg, drinking up the blood that dares to fall. A small geo symbol appears onto the skin, an official mark of who he belongs to.
Zhongli cums not long after, bottoming out in Childe. His cum is overflowing, his lovers used hole unable to hold it all. It pours out of his hole and onto his sheets when he pulls out.
Moving Childes leg back onto the bed he leans up to the man, giving him a kiss lips.
"You did so well, my dear."
"That was amazing... but I don't think I can walk Zhongli."
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seansear · 7 months
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husbands
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goodday-gd · 1 month
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When i finished this work, it was actual, but now it isn't
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lunarcassiopeia · 8 months
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Honeymoon in Fontaine
I hope all Zhongli and Childe wanters become Zhongli and Childe havers!
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zhongchiandtartali · 2 days
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By yugonm222
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errrmmmmmmmmmsgenshin · 5 months
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(Disclaimer: this is not meant to hate on anyones ship preferences, ship whatever you want!)
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Zhongli/Tartaglia/Neuvilette
CW: Explicit Sexual Content, M/M/M, Mating & Breeding, Scent Marking
Word Count: 4.6k
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Part One | Insatiable
“Zhongli, baobei, wouldn’t it be lovely to travel to Fontaine?” Ajax sat across from Zhongli at their usual table at Wanmin Restaurant, a basket of crystal shrimp between the two of them. “We’d be able to visit museums, do wine tastings, and browse antique stores. It paints a pretty picture, doesn’t it?”
Zhongli gave Ajax a flat look from the other side of the table, far from pleased. “Ajax, you know as well as anyone else that I have seen everything I will ever need to in my lifetime. There are certain places I don’t wish to visit twice.”
“What?” Ajax leaned forward; eyebrows raised in that mischievous way that Zhongli adored. “Don’t tell me you don’t get along with the Hydro Archon? Is that what this is about?”
The old dragon coughed into his hand, quickly making use of his chopsticks to snatch up a shrimp.
“Zhongli, no…” bewilderment lit up Ajax’s eyes, widened and ecstatic in realization. “You mean to tell me you will forfeit a vacation in Fontaine because of her?”
“Yes.”
And Ajax simply could not take no for an answer.
~
“Ajax, if you try and feed me any more ginger sweets, I fear your kindness will be rejected by my stomach and prove your efforts futile.”
While dragons and adeptal beasts were known for their immunity to most human ailments, it seemed Morax’s human form was not. Zhongli knew for a fact that the ocean was not his friend – Osial end him – and seasickness even less so.
Ajax sat down next to him on the bed in their cabin, a tentative hand coming to rest on his bare shoulder. The billowing white poet nightshirt hung to one side, proving to be a sorry sight against Zhongli’s dishevelled form.
“If I’d known Rex Lapis was prone to seasickness, I’d have put you on a ship a long time ago,” Ajax teased.
Zhongli face went ashen at the thought.
“I’d much prefer it if we spoke of something else.”
Fontaine was beautiful. And elegant. Just as Zhongli had remembered it to be. Tall architecture, in creams and soft hues of blue that were gentle on the eye, lay before them. The crisp scent of freshwater melding with Sumeru’s ocean across the main harbour did not go unnoticed by his keen sense of smell.
“Would you look at that?” Ajax whistled softly as the land far below them passed by in a blur.
The Aquabus moved quite fast, and with the railings so low, Zhongli wondered for a passing moment if passengers had ever toppled over.
“Such fine machinery,” Zhongli hummed in agreement, keeping his hand tightly grasped in Ajax’s. Heights were something he was not fond of, if he could help it.
Zhongli felt as if he were still moving when they finally reached the port – and solid ground. A small creature, which he could only assume was a Melusine, passed them their luggage. He sat down on the bench to watch the bus depart once again, head still spinning from vertigo.
Ajax looked beautiful when he was in his own element. Dull blue eyes were now alight with keen interest and the bustle of a new city. And something warm bloomed in Zhongli’s chest, knowing he’d get to wander these streets with someone he loved. It had been a long time since he had indulged in the pleasantries of travel, especially with good company.
“While Fontaine has remained at the forefront of technology in recent years, it’s charming that they’ve held on to a more traditional style for their interior design.”
Ajax’s smile was genuine, eyes never leaving Zhongli’s face. It seemed there were some small ways in which he could surprise an Archon.  
Hotel Debord had always welcomed the Northland Bank’s investments with open arms, and it seems that generosity was extended towards their employees as well. Their hotel room was a grand suite, bookcases lining one wall, cerulean and golden rimmed antiques on the other behind glass casing.
“And silk sheets?” Zhongli stepped over to the bed, running bare fingers over the golden silk, eyes dark amber in the soft lighting. “If I am correct, Fontaine takes pride in the quality of their silk productions, and much of their materials come from the Melusines…though I haven’t been able to meet with such a creature long enough to ask.”
Ajax dropped their suitcases by the foot of the bed and toed off his boots. His feet sank deliciously into the plush carpeting, and for a second, he thought it best they stay in for the evening... But! This was Fontaine.  And the nightlife waited for no one.
Zhongli felt Ajax’s arms slip around his waist, breaking him from his thoughts of silks and tradesmanship. Ajax laughed softly at the small purr emanating from his lover’s chest, placing a small kiss in the hollow beneath his ear. He would never get enough of this man, and his mind, forever racing from thought to thought, constantly lost in history from decades past.
“I’m sure you’ll meet many people while we are here. But for now, shall we go out for the evening? Indulge a little?”
Zhongli hummed in agreement, arching his neck for Ajax to leave a small bite in the junction between his neck and shoulder. A flash of something hot and dangerous crackled up his spine, and he turned around in Ajax’s arms to face him.
“Dining with you would be my pleasure,” Zhongli whispered softly, his lips brushing the shell of Ajax’s ear. The involuntary shiver that passed through Ajax did not go unnoticed, and it made Zhongli’s lips tilt up in that humoured and sly way of his.
And it was always like that with them, the constant push and pull of their nature. It was one of the reasons why Zhongli loved him so dearly.
Café Lucerne was in the heart of the Court of Fontaine, and Ajax did not for one second let go of Zhongli’s hand as they walked through the bustling streets. No one spared a second glance at them, too lost in their own affairs, and for that Zhongli was thankful. In Liyue, people were much more observant.
“While Café Lucerne is a café, they have wonderful food,” Ajax told him, a dashing smile complimenting the blush high on his cheeks. “It’s much different to our dining experiences at home.”
The sun had been unforgiving when they’d travelled through to Romaritime Harbour, and it seemed he was a touch sunkissed. And Zhongli’s heart swelled with fondness upon hearing home. Ajax thought of his land as home.
“What am I going to do with you?” He found himself saying, a smile tugging at his own lips as he allowed Ajax to drag him along.
A soft snort from the Snezhnayan. “You are going to take me to dinner, Zhongli.”
And what kind of lover would Zhongli be to deny him?
“Good evening,” a waitress ushered them to their table, her golden hair slicked back into a bun. “I will be back shortly to take your order.”
“This is quaint,” Zhongli commented, taking in the antique and fine clothing stores across from them. He swore he saw a dog with a bonnet, but it may have been a trick of the evening light.
“It is, isn’t it?” Ajax sighed wistfully and reached for a menu. “I’ve heard that you can debate and speak of any topics at Lucerne, as long as you don’t bring up death.”
Zhongli had to laugh at that.
“And, if you do, they will ban you.”
“However have you managed to not get banned when you last visited?”
Ajax smiled and met Zhongli’s gaze, his heart fluttering at the adoration he found in bright cor lapis.
“If you must know, I got quite drunk that last time I was here. A man was convinced he was an apple tree and wanted to “become one with the soil”, and so I told him to go drown himself instead.”
Zhongli frowned at that.
“It was a joke of course! I just found it absurd at the time, and I later found out his friends did bury him in the sand.”
“Fontaine’s people are stranger than I remember.”
~
Arouet had brewed them a perfect cup of coffee, with rich cream and milk. Ajax had insisted on having desert before dinner, and Zhongli basked in the leisurely nature of the evening.
“Sumeru’s coffee is richer in flavour,” was Zhongli’s conclusion. Ajax was crestfallen.
“While I can see the advantages of brewing coffee with the help of technology, I suppose the more traditional methods can never be overshadowed when quality is on the table.”
And Ajax had no room to argue. Sumerean vendors brewed their coffee in metal jugs over hot sand, and while the slight tang of bitterness put him off, he also missed the thicker quality of the espresso.
“But I do have to say that Arouet’s pâtissier makes lovely desserts,” Zhongli added, his attention drawn back to the Conch Madeleine, lifting a forkful to his mouth.
Before Ajax could reply, a man behind Zhongli caught his eye. It was the flash of pale blond hair, cascading down a cloak of ocean blue, elegant tailorship lining the edges of his suit in deep gold. It was only, and only, when he turned around from Lucerne’s front desk, that he realized exactly who he had been staring at.
The tall man locked eyes with Ajax, and immediately the Harbinger felt inclined to get up from his seat and run for the hills. Fontaine had hills, and caves, and he knew he could go far. Pale eyes trailed over Ajax, before landing on Zhongli’s back, eyes widening slightly. Zhongli stiffened, all too aware of Ajax’s distraction, and catching the scent permeating the air. One he knew far too well.
“Tartaglia, what a pleasant surprise to see you back in Fontaine so soon.”
Zhongli looked behind him at the deep voice, surprise colouring his cheeks a startling shade of crimson. He shot Ajax a glance before they both rose to greet the stranger.
“Chief Justice Neuvilette,” Ajax moved around the table, and offered out a hand for the judge to shake. Neuvilette simply stared at his hand for a moment, before hesitantly reciprocating. “It’s wonderful to see you again.”
Zhongli narrowed his eyes at the exchange, all too familiar with the scene playing out in front of him. And that scent. Sea salt and mint, something darker, and terribly recognizable.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Zhongli said stiffly, dipping his head in greeting, “again. It seems you still have not grasped the proprieties of mundane social etiquette, Neuvilette.”
Ajax didn’t miss the way Neuvilette seemed to do a double take when turning his focus to Zhongli. He did one himself. What did Zhongli mean by “again”?
“Oh…”
Zhongli revelled in the questions he saw swimming in those lavender eyes.
“I believe my eyes are not deceiving me,” Neuvilette finally said, “for we have met, haven’t we, Morax?”
Ajax looked between the two of them, his mouth slightly agape.
“I have to say, your alias is well-chosen,” Neuvilette continued, a soft, good-natured laugh in tow. “It seems we may have more in common than we initially thought, Tartaglia. We seem to travel in the same circles, despite our occupations, of course.”
Zhongli’s hackles rose at the thought of anyone thinking they knew more about Ajax than he did. A low growl threatened to escape him, but a tentative hand on his shoulder stopped him. Ajax’s hold tightened as he moved to stand next to him. Zhongli cleared his throat and cast his eyes down to the ground.
What on earth was he doing?
“That we do,” Ajax replied politely, wearing a smile Zhongli knew was well trained into him from his days spent helping customers with paperwork at Northland Bank. “I do hope you find the rest of your evening pleasant.”
“Yes,” Zhongli interjected. “And I am quite glad it is not raining. The weather has improved greatly since my last visit.”
Neuvilette’s eyes darkened at that, but he said nothing of it, and simply nodded. With his hands clasped behind his back, he offered Zhongli a shallow bow, that same, gentle smile on his face. Ajax felt wary of it, while Zhongli’s baser instincts seemed to recognize this as a challenge. But a friendly one. It made his head feel light. That dark scent clung to him, and made his breath quicken.
“Enjoy your evening, gentlemen. May we meet again before you leave. It would be a pity if we didn’t meet for dinner. There is much for us to talk about after so much time spent apart.”
The two of them only sat down again once Neuvilette had turned the corner, heading to one of the Marcotte Station’s stop. The questions flowing between them, unanswered, seem to come out all at once.
“How do you-“
“Ajax, I’ve-“
Ajax laughed nervously and lifted a hand to run it through his hair. Zhongli knew he only did this when he was worried.
Zhongli decided to ask first.
“Ajax, how do you know the Chief Justice of Fontaine, exactly?”
Ajax sighed, looking at Zhongli with tired eyes.
“The last time I was in Fontaine, Il Dottore was occupied with Meka technology,” he started, smiling weakly when Zhongli reached over to hold his hand, his thumb tracing soothing patterns into his skin.
“And Clockwork Meka piqued his interest to such a high degree that he thought it fine to tamper with the official Fontainian Garde, which you can imagine was one of the reasons why I had to stand trial.”
“But thankfully I was let off easy, and in turn, was acquainted with the Chief Justice himself. There is nothing more to it, I can stand by that.”
Zhongli squeezed his hand reassuringly, his heart melting at the sight of those blue eyes filled with concern. He knew Ajax would fight for him in a heartbeat if he had to.
“I’ve known Neuvilette for many years,” Zhongli started, tentative and hushed. “But only in passing. Do you know what he is, Ajax?”
Ajax looked at Zhongli, expression morphing into confusion.
“What do you mean?”
“Neuvilette is a dragon, Childe. A water dragon, at that.”
Zhongli had to try very hard not to burst out laughing at the look of mortification that fell over Ajax’s face.
“Is that…” Ajax closed his eyes and shook his head, as if this were a dream he could snap out of. “Zhongli, is that why you acted so out of line like that? Because he’s a dragon? Because you are territorial?”
The god had the audacity to look embarrassed.
“That may have been the case.”
Ajax then decided the bill was in order.
~
“Just like that.”
Zhongli bit deeply into the scar on Ajax’s nape, tongue laving gently over it after. His hands roamed over Ajax’s body, pressing deeply into tender muscles, the warm, soapy water rippling over them. Agile fingers traced over healed scars lovingly, and lips chased after freckles adorning the pale expanse of back akin to cinnamon on cream.
He could never get enough. Feel enough.
He inhaled deeply into Ajax’s neck, relishing in the snap of ice and pine that always lingered there. And his mind seemed transfixed on the notion that this man was his. A ceaseless mantra of mine, mine, mine. A low purr escaped him, and Ajax gasped, feeling hands tightening their grip around his waist.
“I’ve been lax with my training recently, haven’t I?” Ajax said breathily, head falling back to rest on Zhongli’s shoulder. “I hear there are many opponents to spar in the High Court. Champion Duellists, too.”
Zhongli kissed the furrow in his brow tenderly, a sound of protest leaving his lips.
“You are perfect,” he said reverently, lips skimming over Ajax’s cheekbone. Ajax hissed at the ticklish contact, skin still burning slightly from the sun. The hot water did not help much either.
To make his point clear, his fingers dug deeper into the softened flesh of his hips, thumbs moving in slow circles over his hipbones. Ajax moaned low in his throat, eyes fluttering shut at the gradually building heat in his gut, sitting heavy in his lower back. He arched into the touch, craving more, wanting more.
”We should finish up,” Zhongli whispered, voice a velvet timbre.  “The heat won’t do your skin any good for too long, I’m afraid.”
A low chuckle, the water splashing as they got out. Zhongli knew exactly how to take care of him, and Ajax was still left speechless at how easily he read him. Again, the constant give and take, push, and pull, of their relationship left a thrill rushing through him. Or was that just how love was?
“Zhongli, don’t tell me you brought Mist Flower essence with you?” Ajax raised an eyebrow, sat on the edge of the bed as Zhongli rummaged through his suitcase.
He stopped for a moment, looking back at Ajax, a knowing glance thrown his way. Ajax’s eyes moved over his form, stopping at the dip of his collarbone, exposed where the silk robe had come loose.
“Ajax, you burn quicker than oil meeting a flame. Did you really think I wouldn’t come prepared?”
“Point taken,” Ajax huffed, tearing his gaze away. He undid his robe and lay on his stomach, letting it pool over his lower half. He winced at the tight pull of skin. He’d burnt badly. He felt the dip in the bed when Zhongli kneeled over him, the pop of a vial being opened, loud in the comfortable quiet.
A small whine when cold ointment met his skin, the strong smell of mint hanging over them.
He couldn’t deny that Zhongli’s hands felt wonderful on his skin. Featherlight touches, gentle and careful not to hurt, leaving goosebumps in their wake. His breathing evened out as Zhongli continued his work.
A single finger traced from his tailbone up to his nape, agonizingly slow, while the other gave his waist a testing squeeze.
“That feels good,” Ajax breathed, voice muffled by the sheets.
Zhongli didn’t miss the way Ajax’s hips shifted against the bed, and the flex of muscles, shining under the dim lighting. His fingers trailed down to his tailbone, slipping to his hips and underneath, grazing his abdomen.
“Such, ah-,” Ajax raised his hips, a soft moan escaping him, “such a tease.”
His face burnt bright, from the sun or arousal, he didn’t care. Zhongli’s chest pressed against his back, his cock half hard against the back of his thighs, his nose pressed into his neck.
“Because you’re mine, Ajax,” Zhongli said against his neck, voice laced with the edges of a growl. Oh, he’d never acted up like this.
“Hah, then-“ Ajax keened and writhed under him, trying to turn over to face him. A solid grip held him in place, pinning his hips into the bed. “Then take me.”
The scrape of elongated fingernails up his side made him release another pathetic wine. He wanted to see him, wanted to admire how well he’d made his lover lose his carefully held composure. From the corner of his tearing eyes, he noticed small flecks of gold adorning blackened arms like stars. Oh, how stunning he was.
“Like this,” Zhongli panted, breath fanning Ajax’s jaw, wet kisses trailing down to his collarbone, a fanged bite making him gasp at the sting. “You’re mine, Ajax. Mine to claim. Mine to breed.”
The old god’s eyes were wild, and molten gold when he gripped Ajax’s chin to press their lips together, tongue viciously prying his lips apart, to taste, to swallow those beautiful, high moans. Every caress was like fire, crawling up Ajax’s arched spine in white heat. If he were to die, he would choose this man to devour him.
“Zhongli,” Ajax’s voice came out shaky, between their lips, brushing together hurriedly as their robes were pushed off, water from a duck’s feathers. And how lovely Zhongli had always looked in silk. Regal, yet soft. “Please.”
Zhongli relished in the flush that spread over Ajax’s chest, as he ordered, “Prepare yourself for me.”
A soft gasp of shock followed Ajax as he moved to the head of the bed, resting his back against the cushioned headboard. Zhongli’s eyes watched him carefully, slitted pupils dilating at the sight of hydro slicking scarred fingers, before reaching down, index pressing insistently in. Impatient. And it had lust pooling heavy in his gut.
He couldn’t rip his gaze away from Ajax’s, deep blue eyes darker still, arousal and desire and love rising to the surface. He trailed a hand down his own stomach, an arm braced behind him, and legs spread, hissing at the contact with his hard length.
“I love seeing you like this,” Zhongli admitted breathily, “How you crave my touch. How it drives you mad.”
Ajax’s head lolls back to rest against the cushions, eyes closed, and mouth parted in a silent moan as he presses two fingers into himself. Zhongli’s eyes fall to his cock, a beautiful and sinful sight, laying against a white thigh littered with bruises from too tight a grip, the tip a deep shade of red. Erotic. Pearlescent spend leaking, begging to be tasted.
“You are divine,” Zhongli groans, deep and guttural and his own hand squeezes around his length. Heat stokes headily in his groin, and he stops, chest heaving with breaths meant to soothe the lust rather than to catch breath.
“Zhongli, please. I need you inside me,” Ajax’s free hand comes up to circle two fingers around the base of the head of his cock. Zhongli sees white for a second at the sight, his pride soaring high, a voice in the back of his mind declaring: he could come just like this, without even needing to touch him.
An animalistic sound, low and predatory, fills the room as Zhongli moves over Ajax. Obedient and knowing, Ajax removes his fingers from himself and holds them out to his lover. A long, rough tongue escapes kiss swollen lips to lick them clean, and he whines – a high, pathetic thing – as Zhongli moves down his body, eyes clouded over in a haze, the taste of Ajax, Ajax, Ajax on his tongue.
“Others may want you,” Zhongli murmured lowly against Ajax’s stomach, kisses pressed into freckles and scars reverently, “but I am the only one who may claim you. I have claimed you.”
“You have,” Ajax breathed out, lust-heavy gaze following Zhongli as he bit into his thighs, small pinpricks of blood licked up by a draconic tongue, just shy of being too rough to please.
A pleased purr emanated from the god’s chest, his arms and the tips of his hair shimmering with flecks of amber. Ajax held his breath, watching as Zhongli opened his mouth and licked tentatively at the head of his cock, finally tasting his prize.
“Oh,” Ajax’s hands found purchase in Zhongli’s hair, coaxing him to lick up his length, and swallow him down. A few silent moments as the vibrations of Zhongli’s own moans sent sparks of pleasure skittering up Ajax’s spine, making his stomach flex in anticipation.
And then he started moving, tongue dragging on the underside of his length, relishing the shudder he felt run through Ajax’s body, hands tightening in his hair and stinging deliciously.
Anyone who dared to challenge a god for his own mate was a fool. And Morax intended to imbed his scent on his mate as thoroughly as he could before the evening was over. And how intoxicating his scent was, the taste of Ajax’s spend heady and all-consuming on his tongue.
~
The following morning, Zhongli was insatiable.
“You are stunning like this, Ajax.”
Ajax’s laugh against his lips was swallowed into a deep kiss, followed by smaller kisses across the freckles scattered on his cheeks.
“Can we have breakfast, please? One moment of your time.” Ajax looked a mess. A beautiful, debauched and thoroughly fucked mess, at that. “While room service was a joy, I think the maids may never come in unannounced again.”
Zhongli had been awake before Ajax, and had taken him in his sleep, rousing his lover from dreams to come inside him again. At the memory, Zhongli gently pressed a kiss to Ajax’s shoulder, trailing his teeth cheekily over the bruise there for good measure.
“I thought it was good manners to knock, but it seems Fontaine is different.”
Ajax scoffed at that, sitting up a little to reach over for the tray that had been placed on the nightstand. “Quite.”
Amongst freshly sliced bread, jam, and black coffee, they spotted a blue envelope secured under the stacked side plates.
“A letter?” Ajax frowned and snatched it up, turning it over curiously. Embossed with the High Court’s crest, and addressed to them, there was no mistaking who it was for.
I hope this letter finds you both well.
While our meeting was brief last evening, I trust you will accept my invitation to dine near Palais Mermonia. My apartment is just across from the building. You would be blind to miss it! Fontaine offers a rich history of the arts and law alike, which I know you will enjoy learning more of. I will be off duty by six, and eagerly await this opportunity to catch up with old friends.
Sincerely,
Iudex of Fontaine,
Chief Justice
Neuvilette
“He’s really inviting us to dinner, isn’t he,” Ajax stated, more out of disbelief, than actually asking a question. “Zhongli?”
“It’s hard to say…” Zhongli started, eyes still scanning over the words. Elegant penmanship, he found himself thinking.
“Do you want to see him?”
When Zhongli looked up at Ajax, instead of seeing jealousy like he’d feared, he saw sincerity and a tender softness. Vulnerability.
“I…” he sighed frustratedly. “Ajax, I was not completely honest with you last night. Neuvilette… while he is…” he fixed his eyes on Ajax’s fingers, absently tracing circles over the inside of his arm. “He was a close friend, quite some time ago, but…”
Ajax had never witnessed Zhongli at a loss for words many times in their relationship, but the tenderness never left his touch or his gaze when he asked: “Were you lovers?”
“Oh!” Zhongli laughed at that. “No, no, not quite. I never had an interest of that nature towards him, but…I do think he did.”
“Hm, I can’t blame him,” Ajax pressed a kiss to Zhongli’s temple, nose nuzzling affectionately into his hair. “Would you like him to have an interest in you?”
They knocked noses as Zhongli turned his face to kiss the corner of Ajax’s mouth, seeking the warmth and reassurance of his presence. “I don’t find it uncomfortable, if that is what you are implying.”
“My love, you know what I am asking.” Ajax kissed Zhongli gently, coaxing the answer out of him, teeth sinking into his plush lower lip.
Zhongli reached out a hand to grip the tray on Ajax’s lap, already knowing he’d knock over the hot pot of coffee onto them if they continued.
“Ajax, I am quite aware of what you are trying to get out of me, but….”
“But?” Ajax prompted, looking smug, noticing the blush rising high onto Zhongli’s cheekbones.
“Dragons have certain instincts…ones that aren’t quite usual anymore, since there aren’t many of us left” he admitted, a sigh of defeat following.
“You’ve always had the instinct to breed me-“
“This is different,” Zhongli cut in, holding up a hand to silence him. “While we are scarce, we still tend to want…” he trailed off and brought a hand up to his face, touching his reddened cheeks self-consciously.
Ajax left a kiss on Zhongli’s jaw, a silent encouragement.
“Zhongli, I love you. I will never judge you.” Another kiss on the shell of his ear.
He let out a shuddering breath. “While it’s in our nature to breed, it’s common for my kind to want the same in return as well. This desire can sometimes be fuelled by the presence of a compatible mate.”
Zhongli could see the cogs turning in Ajax’s mind already, making sense of everything he had just said.
“So…” Ajax leaned forwards to put the tray by the foot of the bed, the glass clinking as they settled. “You’re saying that while you adore doting after me, there’s something Neuvilette can offer that I can’t? Something you crave?”
Zhongli let out a choked gasp as Ajax climbed over him to straddle his hips, pushing their hips together, grinding down.
“Ah, I can see the appeal, honestly,” he said, bracing his hands on Zhongli’s chest, thumbs running over his nipples, hips moving sweetly to brush their lengths together teasingly.
“I don’t need it, Ajax,” Zhongli said, voice wavering with newfound arousal. Ajax looked beautiful above him, taking what he wanted when he wanted, using him however he pleased. “I have you, and I love you, and that’s all I’ll ever need.”
“But,” Ajax’s hips came to a stop and he arched forwards, all lithe and lean muscle, and practiced balance. “I can imagine it, Zhongli. You taking me, filling me with both of your cocks, and him – ah – filling you from behind, taking your pleasure, but knowing he can never be yours. Not in the way that we are each other’s.”
“Who would we be, to deny ourselves the delicacies Fontaine has to offer?”
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