[ he cools off for but a second, the embers of the fire kindling in his gut reigniting the moment zhongli re-enters him, another plea spun into a lewd moan filling the room. ]

[ all of that is really sweet and definitely something that should be cherished… but childe can barely appreciate the tender moments zhongli is throwing his way, because his brain is stuck in a never-ending tailspin. ]

[ an amalgamation of their first meal, first time holding hands, first kiss, first fuck, first time saying i love you, first time childe marked him, and so on crests over the confusion like the celestial narwhal to crash land onto zhongli - a splash of feelings too intense for words, because they likely wouldn’t make much sense… at least right now. ]

Zhongli, Zhongliiii.