[ Was that Venti accepting this tension? Going with the flow...? Allowing them to not ask why or if they could. Venti's back was exposed fully. That small frame, borrowed from someone precious to him showed to someone just as precious...
He didn't know until last night that he deserved it – that he had a right to anything closer. Part of him feels ... odd holding that image. Maybe this is... his way of evening the field silently? ]
Zhongli... Keep watching me, alright?
[ The bed was claimed, a seat to the end and instead of marveling the lines of his back where thin muscle met bone, Zhongli can see the half erect cock taken into his own hand. Glowing in cyan, the embarrassment radiates with each pulse of his body. ]
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He didn't know until last night that he deserved it – that he had a right to anything closer. Part of him feels ... odd holding that image. Maybe this is... his way of evening the field silently? ]
Zhongli... Keep watching me, alright?
[ The bed was claimed, a seat to the end and instead of marveling the lines of his back where thin muscle met bone, Zhongli can see the half erect cock taken into his own hand. Glowing in cyan, the embarrassment radiates with each pulse of his body. ]
I want you to.