…don’t tell me there’s a book solely about your chest. [ he honestly wouldn’t put it past the people of liyue. ] If there is, I guess I’ll have to find myself a copy… see how accurate it is… [ his hand continues to wander, hesitating and prompting a shudder and gasp each time his touches spark another exponentially stronger flood of arousal. he’s almost thankful when zhongli starts kissing him, because his brain had stalled out and he wouldn’t have been able to continue without another few minutes to reboot. ]

[ he keeps his hand there though, fingers splaying and gliding over to zhongli’s heart as he’s kissed and kissed and kissed. ]

And I’ll treasure all of you, Zhongli Xiansheng. I’m afraid I won’t be singing your praise in a book for the world to see, but I’ll do it to you, every day, any time, …because it’s already hard enough to keep how much I love you to myself. I love telling you, love seeing you smile, …I just love you, Zhongli, …