[ They both wanted to break this self-imposed rule. This stupidly created clause in a contract neither of them signed. He sacrifices shivers of pleasure for air, sighs and gasps sharply exhaled. He huffs, almost akin to his dragon friend, desperate in every sense of the word.
Venti's getting close. His thumb prodding to the right nerve endings in his tip, his fingers cradling his length in just the right way. However, he pleads a pathetic sob – ]
Your robe.
[ He's going to mess it up. He knows it. Venti's familiar enough with his body to know, after all. This was hardly the first time he jerked himself off in frustration. A hand moves to tug at Zhongli's sash, letting the robes loosen. He won't go further. ]
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Venti's getting close. His thumb prodding to the right nerve endings in his tip, his fingers cradling his length in just the right way. However, he pleads a pathetic sob – ]
Your robe.
[ He's going to mess it up. He knows it. Venti's familiar enough with his body to know, after all. This was hardly the first time he jerked himself off in frustration. A hand moves to tug at Zhongli's sash, letting the robes loosen. He won't go further. ]
Please. I don't want to ruin it...