[ this is the exact opposite of teasing! childe's hands fly to zhongli's head, fingers digging into his head and applying enough pressure to make themselves known, but not cause any kind of discomfort. childe is... torn. on the one hand he wants zhongli to edge mercilessly edge him, tease him to insanity, but, on the other hand, he's enjoying this... the feeling of pure bliss at the hand mouth of his fiance. he moans loudly, lewdly, holding his head steady as he starts fucking his face. ]

...ah, h- hah, Zhongli, keep... keeping working your tongue like, like that and, and you're going to give me ideas. [ he already has ideas. bad ideas. ] Xiansheng... I want you to, in your dragon form, a dream, I... please, I... [ his eyes flutter closed as he moans, the pleasure swiftly overtaking him. ] Zhongli~ [ he'll feel bad after, but for now he ramps up the pace as he nears his climax. ] Close, I'm close, I- [ and he's falling. he sees a brilliant display of stars as everything hits him all at once, the fire that had been kindling all this time finally completely combusting to swallow him whole. ]