[ childe cries out as he's entered, squirming beneath zhongli as the feelings swiftly overwhelm him. he tries to move a leg around him, to pull him closer and to force him deeper. ] Ah, Xiansheng, you're going to, I'm... [ a breathless laugh as his head lolls to the side, a fond smile turning up his lips. ] I'll come if you keep all that up. [ re; the praise and the promises. ]