[ Still buried deep within Childe, Zhongli comes on that alone. No friction, no touching. Just the warmth of Childe's body and the pleasure of his adoration.
Zhongli seizes up as he crests over the edge of pleasure, nails digging into skin and moaning Childe's name in the crook of his shoulder.
Re: Day 497 - nsfw
Zhongli seizes up as he crests over the edge of pleasure, nails digging into skin and moaning Childe's name in the crook of his shoulder.
And then going completely limp against him.
Congratulations. He's dead. ]