[ Maybe Venti grows more desperate with each second that passes. Onto the bed they go, entwined between the shape of Venti's thighs. One leg hikes up when encouraged, pressing into him, welcoming the grinds with no regret. How could he feel an ounce of it now? ]
That's a.. ah, a tall claim. What if I'm much more fickle as a lover than a houseguest...?
[ Even after everything – Venti was sunny, bringing light to Liyue on a cool breeze. He trembles with the kisses and bite, but one of his hands move to clutch Zhongli's jaw, tilting his gaze to him.
Both of them look into each other's eyes for a ridiculous amount of time, and Venti presses his forehead to his softly.
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That's a.. ah, a tall claim. What if I'm much more fickle as a lover than a houseguest...?
[ Even after everything – Venti was sunny, bringing light to Liyue on a cool breeze. He trembles with the kisses and bite, but one of his hands move to clutch Zhongli's jaw, tilting his gaze to him.
Both of them look into each other's eyes for a ridiculous amount of time, and Venti presses his forehead to his softly.
A plea falls – ]
Kiss me.