[ It feels as if there was a harsh wind battering against the building. Their kiss sparks that out of him – where his entire being seems to glow in warmth and happiness, where tribal marks weave into that pale, supple flesh. Venti's short arms can't reach too far down Zhongli's back but he claws at his back. Those nails barely leave any marks but he wants to hold him. Feel him. Keep him there.
When they kiss it was something that once again, stops time. He isn't sure how long they go at it. Give and take, further and deeper. Venti's tongue slams into Zhongli's mouth, exploring in a way that complimented the needy gropes of his ass. He can nearly palm it whole, after all.
Finally, they need to breathe – and he radiates such joy on his face. ]
Yeah? Got something to say?
[ Each word had to be divided with a grunt, Zhongli's fucking to his cock just encourages him to brace for everything. He's pinned to the bed, the tip of his cock leaking pre back onto his own stomach. ]
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When they kiss it was something that once again, stops time. He isn't sure how long they go at it. Give and take, further and deeper. Venti's tongue slams into Zhongli's mouth, exploring in a way that complimented the needy gropes of his ass. He can nearly palm it whole, after all.
Finally, they need to breathe – and he radiates such joy on his face. ]
Yeah? Got something to say?
[ Each word had to be divided with a grunt, Zhongli's fucking to his cock just encourages him to brace for everything. He's pinned to the bed, the tip of his cock leaking pre back onto his own stomach. ]
Or do you... ha.. do you need to show me...?