[ It was a strange moment settling into Zhongli's bed.
His frame was so tiny in it, nearly drowning at this rate. How desperately he wanted to prove Zhongli wrong – that this bed was way better. It's stiff, just like his borrowed one, and he's realizing that maybe...the size is the issue? It feels lonely and as he grumbles and rolls to his side? There's no position that makes him feel any better.
He sobers up, ten minutes maybe, just looking at the ceiling. Sleep doesn't take him, steal him away from Liyue. Venti wonders if Zhongli was already asleep, if he passed out like a stone. Somehow, in that imaginative mind of his, he doesn't think of Zhongli jerking off – no, actually he's fairly chaste. His hand ghosts the space next to him, wondering if the old geo would prefer the left or right side of a bed... very serious questions, you know.
...Maybe part of him really wants to know.
Venti scoots to the edge of the bed, crawling (thanks for the quick dick rub) like a literal fucking toddler to get out of it. He's on his way to Zhongli, drunk enough to try and answer his own thought. And... maybe drunk enough to want to see how Zhongli looks at his most peaceful... ]
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His frame was so tiny in it, nearly drowning at this rate. How desperately he wanted to prove Zhongli wrong – that this bed was way better. It's stiff, just like his borrowed one, and he's realizing that maybe...the size is the issue? It feels lonely and as he grumbles and rolls to his side? There's no position that makes him feel any better.
He sobers up, ten minutes maybe, just looking at the ceiling. Sleep doesn't take him, steal him away from Liyue. Venti wonders if Zhongli was already asleep, if he passed out like a stone. Somehow, in that imaginative mind of his, he doesn't think of Zhongli jerking off – no, actually he's fairly chaste. His hand ghosts the space next to him, wondering if the old geo would prefer the left or right side of a bed... very serious questions, you know.
...Maybe part of him really wants to know.
Venti scoots to the edge of the bed, crawling (thanks for the quick dick rub) like a literal fucking toddler to get out of it. He's on his way to Zhongli, drunk enough to try and answer his own thought. And... maybe drunk enough to want to see how Zhongli looks at his most peaceful... ]