[ he baps at zhongli's hand. ] Nothing hurts. Mark just feels weird, but I'm sure that'll go away soonish. [ ... ] But that reminds me... do you mind if I mark you?
[ hops off zhongli's shoulder and changes back to himself. ] I do. Wild City is a pack, so this ability lets us buff each other... but we can mark someone else as a member of the pack, granting them our personal buff. I want to mark you, Xiansheng. It'll help. [ and tell everybody else to back the fuck off, but that part is clearly not as important. ] We can just give it a try if you like.
[ shakes his head. ] Nope. I imagine if something were to happen to me it would vanish, but otherwise it's basically just a passive ability that we can both take advantage of.
...you have done plenty for me already Xiansheng. I don't know what I might have done if you had refused to stay so closely to me following that Wed, Bed, Behead game. You already offered me your protection, so I think it's time I did the same. [ he's not sure how to do this, but he does take a step closer to zhongli; getting up in his personal space. ]
[ Also at a loss of what to do, he simply turns to face Childe completely - arms held out a little from his body so that he may do as he pleases.
He also takes a step away from the stove and yet boiling water. ]
You are a dear friend to me, Childe.
I could not have left you to suffer that fate alone when all it required of me was my time and presence. A small exchange for what you were spared from in return.
[ childe reaches for both of zhongli's hands, lacing their fingers together and tugging on them until their bodies bump. he presses his nose into the crook of his neck, taking in his scent with a smile as he drags his pointed canines along his pulse point. ] If I can help Xiansheng even half as much as he's helped me... [ he sinks his teeth in to leave a small mark, tail flitting back and forth rapidly ( excitedly ) as he grants zhongli the same boon he can grant to those belonging to wild city. ]
[ childe shuts his eyes and revels in the pets zhongli is giving him, purring loudly, and smiling as he feels a little bit of heat rise off the mark. a few moments later and his eyes are fluttering open, staring down the skin that's starting to stain a beautiful cherry red. ] Zhongli Xiansheng... [ he flicks his tongue over it, soothing the bruised skin as something familiar begins to appear; a riptide mark. ]
[ now everyone will know. ]
[ his smile broadens into a smirk and he presses himself more firmly into zhongli. ]
[ Zhongli shivers as Childe's tongue drags along his skin, fingers twitching as if he wants to reach up and touch it for himself. But he doesn't. Not yet anyway. There will be time to inspect it later.
He turns his head to look at him through lowered lashes. ]
... [ sorry. he might have checked out for a moment. he pins his ears backward in concentration as he laps at the mark. this is the first time he's used the ability... at least on someone else. then again, he had no desire to use it on anybody but zhongli. childe fists the material of zhongli's shirt and finally stops licking at the mark, but only so he can bury his face against it and purr. ]
[ There is a soft sigh as Zhongli allows Childe to do as he wishes, one hand resting casually on his hip to push him away if it actually becomes uncomfortable. But he is used to Childe's attention (had been missing it for some time before coming here) so he is loathe to part with it even if he can't tell how much of this is Childe, how much is the mark, and how much is this fox persona that has been slowly taking him over.
His thumbs rubs circles into the dip of Childe's waistline as he hums thoughtfully to himself. ]
[ it's a combination of all three... and perhaps a bit of residual feelings from the tattoo zhongli had touched earlier. he's a bit blissed out of his mind for a few different reasons, but all of them are good, so it's alright. childe smiles and sinks his teeth in again, sucking another mark into zhongli's neck. ]
...X- Xiansheng. [ he pivots, turning his hip that much closer to zhongli. ] I think it might have something to do with being able to last a fight longer. Not strength, per say... but maybe like resilience? It'll help you withstand a fight more easily, that much I know for certain.
...ah, sorry. I couldn't help it. [ murmured against his skin as he forcibly makes himself take a step back. ] I hadn't ever completely recovered from the attention given to my tattoo and... seeing you with my mark... [ it nearly sent him over the edge. ] Do you want to see it?
[ childe guide zhongli back into his room, nudging the door shut as soon as the both of them have stumbled back into the pseudo winter wonderland. he presses him into the door and buries his face into the crook of his neck, soothing the mark with his tongue again. ]
H- Here. Look. [ he takes out his phone and brings up the camera for zhongli to see. ]
[ huffs a laugh against the side of his neck. ] I don't think I could have completely calmed down... this mark, this corruption, it just has that strong of a hold on me. [ or something. honestly he, himself, made it worse. he probably could have found his chill if he didn't mark zhongli, but he basically just hurled himself past the point of no return. ] Don't care though.
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I am being serious, Caeli.
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I don't believe I heard you correctly. You said you wanted to mark me...?
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Though I have nothing to offer for your protection in return.
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He also takes a step away from the stove and yet boiling water. ]
You are a dear friend to me, Childe.
I could not have left you to suffer that fate alone when all it required of me was my time and presence. A small exchange for what you were spared from in return.
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Really now, he just said that he hadn't done that much--- ]
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Zhongli's breath catches as Childe's teeth sinks into the flesh of his neck.
Oh.
That kind of mark.
He meant that kind of mark. ]
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. . . Childe...
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[ now everyone will know. ]
[ his smile broadens into a smirk and he presses himself more firmly into zhongli. ]
It looks good on you.
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He turns his head to look at him through lowered lashes. ]
Do you know what it does exactly?
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[ mine. ]
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His thumbs rubs circles into the dip of Childe's waistline as he hums thoughtfully to himself. ]
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...X- Xiansheng. [ he pivots, turning his hip that much closer to zhongli. ] I think it might have something to do with being able to last a fight longer. Not strength, per say... but maybe like resilience? It'll help you withstand a fight more easily, that much I know for certain.
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With just a hint of scolding: ]
Childe.
If you are going to continue that, I request that we move out of the kitchen and back to somewhere more private.
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[ He reaches blindly (and yet still gracefully) behind him to turn off the stove, leaving the kettle where it is half-warmed. ]
Let's take this back to your room.
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H- Here. Look. [ he takes out his phone and brings up the camera for zhongli to see. ]
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There is a breathless laugh as Childe re-attaches himself to Zhongli as soon as they're inside his room.
Insatiable.
Yet somehow so endearing. ]
Hmmm?
[ Zhongli makes a sound without even looking as one finger taps against a hip. ]
Ah yes. It seems the attempt made to calm you down has only resulted in riling you up even more.
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