Ahn, [ childe's fingers all twitch and he has to refrain from grabbing at zhongli's face. instead he tilts his head to cup his cheek, stroking his thumb with no amount of finesse at this point. ] Hnf, m- more, please, Xiansheng, more. [ he lifts his hips, cum beading at the tip as he tries to fuck zhongli's hand, but his attempts are stopped as two fingers join his own. he cries out, trembling for half a second, because, yes, this is what he needs. ] K- Keep... giving me orders...