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    “That is a demand.” His words are well-honed, like the sharp edge of a razor. But they are not unkind. His thumb is warm against the back of Zhongli’s hand, which now lacks his usual glove. “On your knees,” he requests politely.

    They have done many things together, shared many new and pleasurable moments, but never something like this. Zhongli has submitted to Childe (Ajax, Ajax, Ajax) in a multitude of ways, but never has he prostrated himself so. He goes to his knees. Settles between those thighs, palms resting against the top of Childe’s rough trousers hesitantly.

    There is nothing… sexual about this. Sensual, yes. Vulnerable, absolutely. Zhongli tenses as Childe lifts a hand. Softens when those fingers card through his hair gently. “Relax,” says Childe. “I just want you to rest, and I know that you won’t if I don’t make you.”

    In the aftermath of Zhongli revealing that he is Morax, he goes into an unexpected heat. Lonely and bereft, he goes to the last person who'd want to see him--Childe.

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    12 Apr 2024