Pre-identity reveal Zhongchilemon ZhongliXChilde

Untitled Part 1

Childe thinks Zhongli is just an older gentleman, as the younger lover, he's going to do all the work so as not to hurt Zhongli's old man back. So Childe takes Zhongli to the room he's staying at, pushing Zhongli gently onto the bed and undressing himself. Confidently standing before the consultant, Childe grabs a bottle of lube before crawling up to straddle the fully clothed man. He knows that he'll ruin Zhongli's clothes with lube and whatever else flows between them tonight, but a desperate part of him wants the consultant to leave ruined and reeking of the nasty things they'll do tonight. He wants everyone to know that Childe managed to get Zhongli into his bed, so riled up that he couldn't even strip before fucking into the Harbinger. Besides, Childe could easily buy him another suit. He'd buy him a new suit every single time if it meant he got to experience this again.  Zhongli, in turn, merely watched as the Harbinger pooled lube into his hand. Thighs spreading to allow him  to reach back and begin working himself open. The breathless demand sent to the man watching. "Don't you dare move, Mr. Zhongli." Childe was already arching his back, hips shifting slightly as he started a personal rhythm. His cock raising up and everything fully on display for Zhongli's eyes. Just for tonight, Zhongli would allow the man his way, since he looked so cute trying so hard to ease the non-existent burden from Zhongli. The archon's throat rumbled in pleasure watching the pretty man's long lashes flutter, strong body twitching in anticipation. "I will listen to anything you desire, for tonight." Childe huffed, rolling his eyes as Zhongli's hands caressed his thighs, hips, waist. Not pulling him down, not directing him. Simply touching. Childe could allow that. And as Childe's hips moved down, Zhongli's hands dutifully followed.  He ground his ass down upon Zhongli's growing bulge, enjoying the friction of his slicked rim against the heavy fabric. Skin fully flushed against Zhongli's suit, Childe smirked down at Zhongli. Grabbing the bottle of lube, he put the opening to his neck and let the slick liquid cascade down his chest. The trails avoiding his nipples and catching against the hairs at his cock's base. Childe delights as Zhongli groans, the sticky substance seeping into his clothes and wetting his dick as the whole bottle is emptied upon them both.  Childe starts to run his hips against the ruined pants, starting to moan as Zhongli's grip tightens. Both men starting to breath heavily as the teasing jerks of Childe's hips get faster and faster. Zhongli doesn't stop him even as he sees the Harbinger's face and chest grow red, the veins in Childe's cock growing more pronounced as it swells and twitches against the consultant's stomach. Even as white hot cum spills across Zhongli's chest, finding rest among the many layers of his outfit, the god lets his pretty little human whine into his orgasm. Relishes the satisfied glint in Childe's eyes as he thinks he's marked the god as his. Truly, only someone as bold as Childe would try to stake a claim on an archon, even unknowingly.  Childe let the shivers in his core settle down before he even spared a look at Zhongli. For his part, the man really hadn't moved just as Childe demanded. Satisfied and yet growing impatient, Childe quickly reached down to unzip Zhongli's pants. With a quick, strong tug, Childe frees Zhongli's heavy cock. It hits against Childe's inner thigh as he leans forward, already eager to take it in.  Childe takes a moment to rub the now frothy lube against Zhongli's cock, making sure it is slick enough for Childe to easily take such girth and size. He'd never had anything this big inside him before, but the challenge had his blood racing. "I must say, Mr. Zhongli, that you're very well endowed." Childe gives the consultant a wink, voice dripping with desire and praise. Eyes unable to break away from the engorged head that was already beaded with precum.  Zhongli chuckled, low and in a way that sent crystalflies fluttering in Childe's core. "I must thank you for the compliment, Childe. I'm glad you are satisfied with this form of mine." Childe isn't paying attention enough to catch the strange wording, too busy positioning himself above Zhongli's cock. "I must ask, am I not allowed to move this whole time? Would it not be more enjoyable for us both if you gave me permission to participate as well? Hmm? Would you agree if I let you stay on top?" Zhongli smirked as Childe's eyes fluttered towards him. They were hungry and impatient, and Zhongli held back a smirk as he nodded.  "Sure, whatever you'd like Mr. Zhonlgi. I'm just going to go ahead and-"  Zhongli cut him off with a purr. "I will hold you word for word, darling." Childe was caught off guard by the pet name, not thinking their first night together warranted such affection. His mouth opened to question Zhongli, only for the man to tighten his grip on Childe's hips and drive them down. In one motion, Zhongli's cock was burrowing and stretching deep inside of Childe. His open mouth gaped wider as gasping cries bubbled out between his silent screams. The Harbinger's dead eyes bulged, hands scrambling over Zhongli's chest to find something to ground himself. But the consultant's clothes were slick with lube and cum and it only had Childe leaning forward instead. Without waiting, Zhongli lifted Childe's hips up with ease and dropped him back down. Keeping the Harbinger overwhelmed and gasping for air so that he could not question Zhongli's abnormal strength.  The shifted angle had Childe's prostate slamming against Zhongli's cockhead. Sparks flashed behind Childe's eyes as Zhongli continued the brutal pace. Never letting Childe have too long to process the thick head grinding into him before he was dragged back up. Every time, Zhongli let his cock pop completely out, Childe's hungry rim squeezing to desperately keep the burning stretch. Only for Zhongli to abuse the hole again in a perfectly calculated drop. He did not thrust. He kept Childe on top, just as he had promised.  Even when Childe sobbed, overstimulated and slouching upon Zhongli's chest as his limbs trembled from overuse, Zhongli would not stop. He merely kissed the tears from Childe's face and smiled. "Now now, you can't go back on our agreement so easily dear. You can stay on top, I know you can. Go on, move for me again. You wanted this, and I promised to give you all of this and more."  Childe let out a desperate sob even as he moved up, practically against his will. His muscles felt like jelly, his legs trembling like a newborn deer as his slipped off of Zhongli's cock again. He tried to take a moment to breathe, preparing to be overly filled again, but Zhongli just smiled up at him in adoration before dragging Childe back into hell on his gigantic cock. "What pretty noises you make for me." Zhongli cooed as Childe's voice rose and cried out over and over again. The god merciless as he sought out his first orgasm after driving so many from the human impaled upon him. "I knew you would sound beautiful when I saw you hop on stage that one time. Do you remember darling? Ah, you don't seem to be able to think much at all right now." Zhongli chuckled as he reached up, caressing Childe's cheek and brushing back his bangs to see his eyes dazed, expression completely fucked out. It was so adorable, that Zhongli only needed a few more thrusts before his spilled out into the Harbinger's guts. The burst of power the prime adeptus' fertile seed held being the final straw for the poor man. His eyes rolled up as his body jerked and flinched with each overwhelming orgasm. He couldn't even spill out upon Zhongli any more, milked dry long ago. Zhongli held him through it all, humming as he watched the glowing geo symbol burn over his groin, marking his womb as Morax's devine property.  The Harbinger sought to mark the consultant as his before he was called back to his homeland, and instead was claimed by the very god he aimed to find.  Zhongli was a patient man, but patience was only brought through careful steps. Securing his mate before his retirement was one such important step. The god let the passed out man curl into him, watching him sleep. In time, everything would be as he desired.