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The next morning was little more than agonizing for Ajax. After all, he couldn't sleep a wink all night and as soon as the sun's rays hit his sleepy eyes, the first thing that popped into his head was the thought that haunted him all night; 'I can't wait to jack off thinking about of my roommate." He flung the pillow over his face in frustration, growling against the fabric.
He couldn't understand it, throughout his whole college life he had fucked countless people, both men and women, and yet he was so horny and for what? Because Zhongli looks pretty? Because it was so fucking hot to think of a bookworm choking on his cock? Since when? It was impossible, he had always seen him as a useless tadpole.
All this confusion was because of that damned image, the one of that perfect ass taking those delicate fingers as if it was made for it. Ajax wished to erase it from his mind, but he no longer believed he could.
He had always been a night owl unlike Zhongli, who got up early to enjoy the daylight. However, this time he didn't take long to get out of bed moved by thoughts of seeing the owner of his nocturnal fantasies.
He usually didn't care about going out with his morning disheveled hair and puffy eyes, but this time, he tried to comb his hair and wash his face before leaving the room, even putting on a little perfume to look as presentable as possible for his stupid hot rommate.
He had no idea how he would face Zhongli after last night, his heart pounding hard against his chest.
But Ajax wasn't a coward nor a chicken, oh no, under the Tsaritsa's service, he was a fierce debt collector who wasn't intimidated at all by anythi-
"Good morning, Ajax. I see you woke up early today." Zhongli said, and in that instant Ajax's whole world collapsed on top of him.
Mission aborted! Fuck, he couldn't do this, he wanted to run away back to his room.
Again he returned to his past train of thought; He was the great Tartaglia, known among his peers as one of the, if not the, most ruthless Fatui. He was above everyone else.
He definitely could do it.
"G-Good morning, Zhongli."
He immediately wanted the earth to swallow him up; His fucking voice cracked.
He wanted to disappear into thin air, die, anything, move away and never come back. At least, his only reconciliation was that the other apparently didn't notice.
Still, he saw Zhongli raise an eyebrow as he realized that Ajax didn't go anywhere after greeting, and just kept silently watching him.
After all, normally they would greet each other when they met in the mornings and that was the end of it, they would each have breakfast, disappear throughout the day and see each other again at night.
However, this time Ajax sat in the dining room waiting for him, watching how he moved his fingers as he prepared breakfast.
Zhongli moved his fingers elegantly, looking for the coffee beans, how he used the chopsticks, how he moved the plates, everything seemed wonderful to Ajax, almost as wonderful as seeing those delicate fingers going in and out his tight-
He mentally beat himself to a stop, after all, in gray pajama bottoms it was hard to hide a boner.
He didn't really know if Zhongli realized how weird it was to have him sitting in the dining room waiting for him, however, if he did he didn't say anything particular about it.
"I'm making a Liyuen breakfast dish with coffee. Do you want some?"
"Oh, yes please." He replied without further ado.
The conversation ended there, Tartaglia watching his back as he moved from one side to the other looking for the ingredients and cooking. Ajax had always recognized that Zhongli's hair was pretty, cor lapis tones tinting the ends. Yet it was the first time he had stopped to see where that long hair fell, brushing against his ass every time he moved. And thanks to The Seven for those pajama bottoms, the fabric hugging his thighs with every move-...
He mentally begged The Seven for Zhongli not to bend down because he swore his dick would combust out of his pants right then and there.
He didn't know exactly how long he stared openly at his roommate, but before he knew it, breakfast was served in the dining table and Zhongli was sitting across from him.
"... Bon appetit." He murmured without further ado.
Oh, right, they were supposed to be eating. "Thanks for the food, Zhongli."
Ajax tried to distract his uninnocent thoughts with the food his rommate had prepared, though he found himself unable to even think about what he was eating.
Eating face to face with each other, he could see his pretty mannerisms... how he would slide his cor lapis lock behind his ear and blow on the food before bringing it to his pretty thin lips, or how his eyelashes brushed his puffy cheeks with each blink, even how his delicate tongue roamed his lips to cleanse himself.
It was one of the few times they ate together, and he had never before stopped to see how beautiful Zhongli could be when eating, Ajax even dared to say erotic.
Zhongli could be patient and collected, but this time, he had enough of the ginger's particular demeanor, unable to ignore how he stared blankly at him.
"Hey, Ajax." he called breaking the silence.
"Yeah?" The aforementioned jumped, too absorbed in his little 'innocent' thoughts about his rommate.
"Are you feeling well?" He asked, arching an eyebrow "I find you acting quite strange."
What was he supposed to reply to that?
'Yes, I'm OK. But I'd be better off with my face buried in that beautiful piece of ass you have' or what?
"The truth is-...Yeah, I do have a problem."
Come to think of it, he had nothing to lose by trying to say something like that. After all, he was the great Tartaglia, panic was not his thing, he had whoever he wanted and whenever he wanted.
"Oh, what's wrong? Can I help you?" Zhongli asked with genuine interest, lowering his hands to the table to give him his full attention.
"Yes, you can, but it's weird, and I don't think you want to…-" he started to say, speaking as honestly as possible.
"I'm sure it's nothing I haven't heard before. Go on, tell me." he interrupted, intrigued.
"Well, you see, I-...."
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"So you asked him to let you touch his ass." Lumine questioned, part incredulous part expecting something like that from the asshole-that-only-thinks-with-his-cock Ajax.
"If you say it outloud, it doesn't sound like a good plan." Tartaglia snorted before drinking some juice, sharing as usual with the twins at lunchtime.
He liked to keep secrets and his privacy, however, he ended up telling everything that happened with Zhongli to the twins. After all, he knew he could trust Lumine, but Aether's loose tongue might cost him later on.
It wasn't a topic that anyone would like to touch on either, but he could and did, needing help as soon as possible.
"Well, I would have thrown the plate at your head. Be thankful that Zhongli is comprehensive because that is not easily forgiven." Lumine assured in a frustrated sigh.
"He just gave me a weird look and kept eating, like I was some sort of weird bug." Tartaglia covered his face with his own hands, burying his fingers in the ginger strands. "By The Holy Seven, I screwed up, I don't know what to do. I'll never be able to touch him, I thought it would work."
"He doesn't seem like the type to let himself be seduced just like that. I doubt some dirty talk and groping will get his attention." Finally Lumine stopped laughing at his misfortune as tried to find a solution, scratching her chin.
"And how will I do that?" Tartaglia questioned "I'm adaptable, but I can't think of anything Zhongli would like."
"Maybe... Try to get into his world instead of dragging him to yours. Don't you have an exam to study for or something?" Aether finally joined the conversation, having been glued to his cell phone the entire time, chatting with his crush, uninterested in Zhongli's ass.
"Oh, I thought you weren't paying attention." Lumine assured "I thought you were too busy drooling over Xiao."
"I am, but I also have ears." The older twin groaned crossing his arms, a subtle blush crossing his cheeks.
"... am I really going to go into the world of brainiacs to touch a spoiled brat's ass?" Tartaglia questioned, not paying any attention to Xiao's matter. "Will I sink that low?"
"Do you have a better plan?" Aether asked, receiving a shake of his head in response. "There it is then. If you don't want to, then don't do it, but I can't think of anything else that will get you inside of oh perfect Zhongli."
"But-... I can't imagine a life without Zhongli's ass anymore." Tartaglia assured without thinking, releasing a surrendered sigh.
"You fucking disgust me." Lumine teased.
"So what will you do?" Aether pressed on.
"Well... If that's what I have to do, I'll do it." Tartaglia finally surrendered. "But... how am I going to do it? What kind of things does Zhongli even like to do?"
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"Zhongli, would you like to go on a date with me?"
It seems that Ajax did not learn anything from that morning, because that exact same night he asked him without further ado. After all, subtlety was not his forte.
Ajax dropped that question at dinner time, sitting in the dining table while he saw just like in the morning the back of his rommate while he moved about preparing dinner.
"Excuse me?" Zhongli questioned incredulously, letting go of what he was doing just to look at him.
"It's just-... Haha. Not a date, I mean, like a study date. That's right, a study session-..." He stumbled over his own words, the nervous air from that breakfast morning taking over again. "You see, I have a test on Liyue's history and I was wondering if you could help me study, it's a bit difficult for me with all those dates and shit."
"No." Zhongli replied immediatly, turning his attention back to the food.
"Please!" Ajax begged. Had his master plan failed? Sure he had been weird with him earlier that morning, asking him to let him touch his ass like a jerk, but he was trying to fix that mistake.
"Is this one of your bad jokes?" Zhongli questioned, letting out one last breath to finally drop everything he was doing, turning around to face him with crossed arms. "It's not fun, if that's the case."
Had he been so mean to Zhongli all this time that asking him for a simple favor seemed like a bad joke?
How broken was their relationship?
"It's not, jeez- I-" He ordered his hair, brushing the messy bangs from his forehead. "I'm serious. I promise to be the best student you've ever had, it'll only be a couple of sessions."
"And what do I get in return?" He arched an eyebrow.
Ajax laughed ungraciously; Zhongli was just as much of a son of a bitch too.
"Hah... I can give you anything you want from me." Ajax assured in a slightly more lewd tone than he would have liked.
"Whatever I want, you say..." He repeated thoughtfully, apparently unaware of the implication in the other's words. "Oh, I know!"
"You didn't take long to think." He blinked in astonishment "Well? What do you want from me?"
"You will be in charge of the meals for a whole week." Zhongli asked with a wide smile, worthy of an imp like him.
"Excuse me?!" Ajax questioned.
"Oh, that's too little?... Make it two, then. And clean the dishes, too."
This little son of a bitch.
He would have let him go by now if he didn't have such a desirable ass.
"Ugh…" Tartaglia sighed exhaustedly. The things he had to do just for a chance. "Fine, tell be as you say."
"I'm glad we reached an agreement" Zhongli smiled happily "I'll wait for you tomorrow afternoon, we can go to the coffee shop near the square."
Coffee, huh.
He didn't know that Zhongli frequented such stores. But to be fair, until that moment he only knew that he had a nice ass and nothing more.
"Deal."
And so, the dinner continued without inconveniences.
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The following afternoon was not long in coming, and with it the long-awaited and simple casual friendly outing, like the first date of a lovely couple.
Only it wasn't. They both hated each other, after all. Don't they?
Tartaglia only wanted a piece of that ass, and Zhongli the delicious food he cooked.
It was a simple cafeteria far away from the university -after all, they didn't want anyone to recognize them going out together, it would affect their images- with a pleasant, even domestic atmosphere. The aroma of coffee filled the place as well as their nostrils, and there weren't that many people in the place. Which was excellent, because it reduced the risk of them being seen together.
They took a seat at a table away from the windows and anyone who recognized them, giving their orders and began the study session.
Tartaglia had expected to be extremely bored because he wasn't in the least interested in what Zhongli had to say, and only did this to put his hands on that ass, however, to his surprise, it didn't take long for him to be interested in Zhongli's words and to be distracted from the world when hearing him talk. He had never really stopped to listen to what his rommate actually had to say, but it wasn't the boring stuff he thought he just talked about.
Well, truth be told, some were indeed boring. But Zhongli told them with such intonation and passion that it was interesting to know how one of Liyue rulers sat in different ways depending on the visits he received.
It wasn't so boring after all. Zhongli filtered the information, spoke beautifully and it was kind of adorable listening to him.
Ajax thought that he would have to force himself to be there and listen to him prattling, but they ended up having a pleasant conversation over cups of coffee, sometimes drifting off the subject of study to discuss similar matters.
Furthermore, he discovered that Zhongli had a guilty pleasure for sugar, pouring two more cubes than necessary into his coffee.
Zhongli, for his part, also found out new things about Ajax. For example, he had never looked at him so closely when they spoke to realize that he had freckles. Ajax had freckles! Zhongli couldn't count exactly how many, but he couldn't help but wonder if he had more on other parts of his body.
Although they were few, there were more people around than what Ajax had expected, so his plan didn't go beyond simple finger brushes when passing books around. Maybe they bumped knees at some point, or their shoes rubbed from time to time. Small subtle gestures that helped them warm around eachother.
Tho he did make something progress. In the middle of Zhongli's explanation, Ajax mischievously drank from his roommate's drink, which Zhongli didn't notice. Technically, it was an indirect kiss, right?
Overall, by the end of the afternoon he didn't make as much progress on his 'getting into my hot roommate's pants' plan, but he did find out more about him as a person. He had never before tried so hard just to sleep with someone, but it wasn't exactly unpleasant. Ajax would even dare to add that he wouldn't mind hanging out with Zhongli again.
Even though the black coffee tasted sweeter next to Zhongli, he couldn't get distracted from his main goal.
"So... Tomorrow at the same time?" Ajax asked, finally paying for what they ate once dusk fell.
He also learned that his roommate used to forget his wallet before going out.
"Oh, sure. We can go to the library in the afternoon."
The university library was empty on weekends. After all, what young adults would spend their free time studying there and not hanging out with their friends? Ajax would never do such a thing himself, but for that ass, he would move mountains.
"Write it down. It's a plan."
The walk back home was pleasant, finding that despite the long day together, Ajax still hadn't gotten bored of his roommate's voice, and didn't doubt that he wanted to keep listening to him while they dined together once again.
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The next morning, a few hours after lunch, both were already entering the university library. It was spacious, big, and the private cubicles helped keep the group study sessions quiet, without interrupting each other.
However, the fact that it was almost empty did not mean that there were no people, the few brainiacs or students who definitely seemed to be friends of the student committee president Zhongli looked at them weirdly when they saw them together.
Sure, Ajax supposed it wasn't normal to see them together; They were from two completely different worlds and always would be.
The thought somehow irritated him, he felt like yelling at them 'what are you looking at so much?' Couldn't he study on a weekend? Or was Zhongli not enough to be seen by his side? Still, he decided to put the thoughts aside and swallowed his annoyance.
After all, there was something more important, and that is that in the privacy of the (almost) empty library and in the silence of a private cubicle, finally his plan 'Zhongli please let me fuck you' would advance a few steps.
Not enough to directly win the lottery that exact same day, but more than what had come up to that point.
Today they would continue reading about Liyue's story, but Tartaglia was no longer interested in that, no matter how melodious his rommate's voice was, while sitting next to each other he could see the way his tight pants tightened around those delicious thighs. How could he concentrate on the books when something more important was in sight?
With a simple complaint that Zhongli was too far away and he couldn't quite see what he was trying to show, and his plan began once Zhongli got close enough that their legs brushed subtly against each other.
Jackpot.
He had won.
Tartaglia crawled a little closer to finish closing the distance between their bodies, one of his hands traveling surreptitiously towards Zhongli's thigh, and left it there as if it wasn't intentional nor important. Like a simple accident because there was no more room to put his hand.
Still, he felt under his fingertips how his rommate immediately tensed, confirming that he had realized his hand position.
Tartaglia didn't go near anything of importance and stood motionless, just feeling the fabric of Zhongli's pants stretching around that glorious thigh, listening to him talk about the tales of the ancient adeptus.
It was just a sneaky accident, making Zhongli think it was so unimportant that Ajax didn't even notice nor remove it.
Silently and without parting his eyes from the book, he realized that Zhongli didn't put up resistance and continued explaining as if nothing had happened, and that was the signal that indicated Tartaglia had the opportunity to continue pressing on.
Ajax listened to him in silence for a couple of minutes, nodding at his questions even though he didn't really understand what he was saying at all, concentrating more on the luscious skin under his fingers.
In the middle of an explanation about the Qilin, Tartaglia gently groped his thigh, sinking his fingers into the glory of the smooth, shapely muscles. He was in heaven, it molded perfectly into his hand.
It seemed that Zhongli still hadn't noticed Ajax's advance, so his voice trembled a bit but he kept explaining as if it was just a meaningless squeeze.
Zhongli was letting him continue. He could take his hand off of him, and Tartaglia would definitely respect his decision, but he didn't.
At that moment, his vision tunneled.
He heard Zhongli's words, but he didn't understand the meaning, Qilin, Liyue, all of that was meaningless to him.
He only paid attention to the way Zhongli's beautiful trembling voice cracked or how he stumbled on a word every time he dug his fingers firmly into his thigh.
He squeezed subtly, and the poor student council president had to clear his throat and repeat what he was trying to say.
It was fucking exciting.
He couldn't hide it anymore, starting a slow swing of his fingers, caressing and feeling the skin as if they were lovers. He caressed his inner thigh and squeezed, exploring from the knee and back, never touching more than he should. Zhongli must definitely have been aware of what was happening, but Tartaglia didn't dare look him in the eye because it would make his intentions clear, still looking at the book, but the way Zhongli's voice cracked and broke with each caress left him wondering. It was obvious he was feeling something.
The thigh was so firm and smooth, and Ajax couldn't stop touching and caressing him like an addict. His roommate's body tensed and relaxed, he clenched his muscles and trembled. It was precious, Zhongli was so reactive with oh so little.
Unable to take it anymore, the caresses soon became less appropriate, Ajax didn't care if someone saw them, he wanted to touch him. He needed it. His pinky finger beginning to explore further into the other's groin, wanting to touch what truly interested him.
Zhongli looked so fragile, Tartaglia just needed to know if he was hard, he just had to raise his hand a little bit more, if only he could know-
"Excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom." Zhongli interrupted bursting their bubble, quickly getting up and walking away.
As quickly as it all started, it finished, leaving Tartaglia perplexed, alone with his thoughts.
Ajax couldn't see his roommate's expression, so he couldn't make a final judgment of what had happened. He was in heaven, his heart beating rapidly and the feel of Zhongli's thigh still palpable in his pads.
However, he didn't know if it was the same for Zhongli. Maybe he had pushed him too hard, maybe it was an horrible plan after all.
Zhongli hadn't complained, but that didn't mean that he had accepted it either.
Ajax might be a horny asshole who was dying to get his hands on that beautiful dumbass, but he would never force himself on him if he turned him down. He understood that no was no. Maybe he should've ask him if it was ok, or not jump so many steps into his plan so quickly.
He was sorry, reproached like a spoiled puppy.
Ajax felt embarrassed, but after a long sigh, he left their things on the table to go after his rommate, ready to apologize for pushing him so hard.
The path to the library bathroom was little more than tortuous, his mind going a mile an hour and creating different scenarios in which he had definitely screwed up any chance of getting close to his roommate, as well as the chances of possibly being friends.
Ajax had already created endless scenarios of what might happen once he opened the door; he would have to apologize, tell Zhongli that he was a fool and they didn't have to continue the study sessions, he would take care of making dinner and washing the dishes every day.
He was an idiot, an idiot horribly turned on by his roommate.
He took one last breath before entering the library's bathroom, turning the knob and stepping inside.
"Hey, Zhongli, I-" Ajax started speaking as soon as he entered.
However, to his surprise, he found Zhongli staring at him through the mirror, speechless. He looked like he was washing his own face, water in his hands and open faucet still running. Lips parted in surprise, cheeks completely red.
And more importantly, he was undoubtedly hard.
Tartaglia might be an idiot, but he knew perfectly well what that hard on meant, a clear erection pushing against tight pants, and he couldn't hide the wordless way his gaze locked on it.
And Zhongli noticed too, immediately averting his gaze, shakily trying to tug at the edge of his sweater to hide it, the blush reaching even his ears.
Ajax licked his lips, not having expected his plan to move forward so quickly.
"Oh, xiansheng... You look tense." He muttered cruelly, in a low tone, approaching in slow predatory steps with eyes fixed on his prey.
Zhongli remained trembling, not moving an inch and not taking his hands off his sweater. It seemed that at that very moment he would disappear into thin air, poor thing.
So, Ajax moved closer until Zhongli was cornered slowly against the sink, his hands caressing both of his rommate's arms, feeling the way his muscles tensed under his attention. So brittle and warm on his fingers, how could he resist him?
He wanted to break him.
"Come on, tell me what's wrong... Your face is so red, did something happen?" Ajax murmured against Zhongli's pretty earlobe, so warm and red.
The air felt heavy, tense, he could hear every warm breath. It was just the two of them in the library bathroom, and he made his intentions clear by stroking up and down Zhongli's arms, squeezing tight while looking down at him.
“Y-You…” Zhongli finally spoke shakily, lowering his gaze.
"Mhm...?" Tartaglia urged him to continue speaking.
"Don't play with me anymore."
"Hm... Am I really the one who has been playing all this time with the other?"
Ajax didn't need to hear anymore. Without waiting and leaning into his arms, he finally broke the distance between their faces in a warm first kiss.
He only locked their lips in a subtle touch, a quiet kiss to test the waters. His heart pounded with excitement as his lips moved in a slow rhythm, just watching his reactions, testing Zhongli. What a pleasant surprise it was when he felt Zhongli reciprocate shyly, inexperienced, moving his lips awkwardly as if his only experience was cheesy movies and romance books. Parting his pretty lips exaggeratedly like an adorable fish, closing them again in sweet snaps.
And Tartaglia couldn't be more ecstatic; Knowing that he was the first to taste those lips only made him hornier. After all, when he was done with Zhongli he would have a lot of experience to spare.
Small pushes forced him apart, Zhongli gasping for oxygen between low gasps, looking away with a beautiful crimson blush on his pretty cheeks.
“Really… You are so cruel, xiansheng…”
Ajax muttered under his breath as he parted from him in a sweet snap, lowering his attention to his roommate's neck, simply pressing his lips to his skin to catch the racing pulse. Without further ado, he brushed his teeth against the milky skin and suckled gently, feeling the older man squeeze his back between low, rapid gasps.
"Damn it, Zhongli... I wish you knew how fucking much you turn me on. It's so hard to control myself when you're around." He admitted huskily against the skin of his neck, taking a long lick until reaching his chin.
"A-Ajax, that's not-..." Zhongli swallowed, searching for words in a panic rush. "This is not a-appropriate. We're in a public place, and-"
Adorable. He was like a scared bunny.
He wanted to devour him.
"Mh? Yes, you're right. It's inappropriate…" he smirked, rubbing the tip of his nose warmly against his neck. "I'm not holding you that hard, push me away then."
He offered, ready for Mr. Brainiac to respect the library's public decency and stop him. After all, he had come a lot further than he expected and could control his desires longer for the greater good.
He didn't know what stung Zhongli though, but he tightened his hold on Ajax, pulling him close to his body, forcing him to feel his erection as their hips bumped deliciously together.
Tartaglia blinked in astonishment, feeling the hardness hitting his leg.
"Xiansheng, you-..."
He licked his lips in excitement, his gaze suddenly darkening with lust.
"You are a slut."
Ajax murmured hoarsely, not waiting any longer to roughly corner him against the sink, slamming his hips against the marble and cornering him with his own, pushing his own erection against his.
He couldn't hold back any longer even if he wanted to, stamping his lips together in desperation, aroused hunger, devouring his lips and sucking the sweet nectar, nipping at his own pleasure.
Zhongli, despite looking like a fish out of water moments ago, was quickly beginning to understand what to do, obediently parting his lips to allow Ajax's tongue to explore his mouth.
His tongue hungrily explored everything he had to take, devouring everything in its path. He teased the tip of his and sucked on it, rubbing the bridge while thrusting hard against his hips.
Knowing that, despite his inexperience, Zhongli was just as excitedly thrusting against him filled Ajax with emotion.
After all, that meant Zhongli wanted this as much as he did.
He too longed for him.
Since when was a story for another time.
It didn't take long for the air to become heavy as did their panting, wet and swollen lips after the long session of deep kisses, exploring each other's cavity as if they were starving. Wild hands touching whatever they wanted, squeezing waists while burying themselves in the other. Ajax sucked on Zhongli's tongue before pulling away, devouring the gasp that escaped his lips and licking the thin trickle of saliva that remained between them.
Their gasps mingled heavily, sweaty foreheads bumping together to allow themselves a breather from the heated session.
They had already come this far, and Zhongli's darkened eyes indicated that he didn't want to stop just yet.
And who was Ajax to say no?
They couldn't stay there in case someone entered the bathroom, and Ajax refused to let his pretty roommate walk out around campus with that boner in his pants for everyone to see. It was something that only his eyes had the opportunity to appreciate.
Therefore, the decision was obvious.
A knowing look was all it took for Ajax to tug him into one of the stalls and slam the door shut behind them, stepping into one of the clean bathroom stalls.
After all, how many people went to the library on a weekend?
He listened to no complaints before sitting down on the closed toilet and Zhongli on his lap, hugging his waist, pulling him as close to his body as possible. He felt his quick breathing, the weight of his ass on his own thighs, and his lecherous expression. Ajax really wouldn't mind dying in that exact same moment.
"Nothing to say? You always talk a lot, and now you're very quiet." Ajax took the opportunity to mock the poor council president, giving him a smirk worthy of a son of a bitch like him.
Still, his hands wouldn't stay still even if he tried. He lifted up Zhongli's old sweater to reveal the milky skin.
Ajax was in ecstasy witnessing Zhongli's bare chest, rapid breathing that raised again and again a marked and slim abdomen, accompanied by a tight waist perfect to hold and be used.
Unmarked, caramel nipples erect and ready to be abused by his lips. Ajax wanted to fill him with marks, seeing that pristine skin only tempted him to stain him like a blank canvas. Zhongli was perfect.
"S-Shut up and continue..." Zhongli muttered embarrassed, looking away, feeling small under Ajax's furious gaze.
"Oho? Is that how you'll talk to me now? Wah, and I just wanted to make you feel good... You hurt me, xiansheng." The ginger brought a hand to his chest in false pain, making an exaggerated expression.
"B-By The Seven-... You're a fool." Zhongli hit him softly, shaking his hips anxiously. "G-Go on, please..."
That was adorable. He wanted to hear it again.
"What? I think I didn't hear you, can you say that again...?"
His request was answered with embarrassed silence. Ajax could take the hint and move on, but he'd rather be a son of a bitch and annoy him some more.
"Aw, I think I misheard, it was nothing then..."
"G-go on or-..." Zhongli finally spoke, quickly refusing the idea of notfinishing what they had already started.
"Mh?"
"I'll kill you."
"That works for me."
Zhongli didn't need to repeat it twice because Ajax couldn't hold it anymore either way, drawing him in by squeezing his waist and bringing his hungry lips to the sweet nipples. A part of Ajax wanted to take it easy, bite down and watch his reaction, suck and see what kinds of sounds Zhongli made.
But he didn't have the time for that, nor the patience. He had fantasized about this so many times, and finally having Zhongli under his control made him lose his mind.
He sucked and abused his nipples in desperation, catching one between his teeth and stretching at his vulgar whim. For his part, Zhongli whimpered and twisted his hips, arching his back, each sweet tug on his sensitive chest driving him wild and sending sweet tremors straight to his needy erection.
He was going to go crazy, Tartaglia devouring his chest as if his life depended on it, filling him with a warm feeling he had rarely ever felt before.
It felt so good, Zhongli didn't know his nipples could feel so good. But there he was, squirming and moaning like a whore on his roommate's lap, letting him abuse his poor breast however he pleased.
Ajax nipped and stretched, licking around the areola and sucking on the tip, giving attention to what he couldn't with his fingers, stretching and pinching mercilessly.
"Th-There, that is-...Embarassing, I-" Zhongli wailed in a trembling voice, desperate and with beautiful teary eyes. His chest rose and fell rapidly from the quick breathing, nipples already burning and swollen reddish from the abuse.
He didn't doubt they were going to be numb by the time they finish.
"Shh, you don't want to be heard outside, do you, doll?" Ajax asked sarcastically, receiving an immediate shake in response. "Then keep quiet for me, okay?"
Zhongli nodded, resorting to biting the back of his hand to silence the embarrassing moans, the pleasure escalating from curious tickles to strong spasms that left him weak, his legs trembling around Ajax's hips and his erection dripping with precum, wetting his pants.
"Unless that's what you want. Do you want to be heard, whore?" Ajax teased, leaving a long lick from the abused nipple to his neck. "Pff... You just trembled when I said that, are you that excited just because I'm talking to you like this, Zhongli xiansheng?... You're dirty, I wonder what the student council would think if they saw their president like this."
He couldn't answer, too busy writhing and panting, mind clouded and eyes lost in pleasure. He needed more, he needed-
"A-Ajax, please, I'm begging you…" he whimpered pitifully, shifting his hips needily, pushing his erection against Ajax.
Even though the sadistic side of him wanted to make Zhongli beg, his hormones wouldn't let him think. Therefore, Ajax left his nipples to quickly lower his hands to his roommate's pants, unbuttoning them and lowering the zipper without any patience. He wasn't interested in creating tension, teasing him, nor seeing his reaction.
He needed to touch him right now, to hear him moan his name, squirming on his lap, stirring that beautiful ass that he hadn't had a chance to touch yet because it still wasn't the time.
Mind clouded, he had no problem releasing Zhongli's erection, causing it to bounce adorably against his lower belly.
Ignoring his complaints, Ajax took the form perfectly in his head. It was perfect, smaller than his but still not bad, his head was a lovely shade of pink as pretty as his lips. He wanted to put him in his mouth, suck him. Devour him, and that precious ass too. Ajax was getting addicted, he was going crazy.
"Hoho… What do we have here?…" He teased again, not touching him just yet, letting Zhongli's cock hang in there, making him squirm needily for attention. "You're so dirty, xiansheng... weren't you the one who said we had to respect the library?"
Zhongli didn't reply, too lost in the tears that formed in his pretty long eyes. He looked beautiful.
"What a slut...Look how wet you are for me." Ajax smiled in amusement, sliding his finger down Zhongli's length, taking in the precum and smearing the tip with it, drawing small circles around it.
"M-mgh! I-I... I'm not, I-I'm not a whore..." Zhongli stiffened whiningly, his lower belly tightening, panting from Ajax's torturous touches.
"You're not?" he cruelly repeated "Then why are you like this right now? On my lap, so wet from just sucking on your chest... You're like a pretty whore." Ajax's fingers moved gently down Zhongli's length, circling the head and tracing the veins under his pads, teasing him, making him want it.
"U-Ugh, mghm... I don't-" Zhongli tried to interrupt him.
"Yeah, you are, you are my fucking slut." Ajax clarified without letting him finish his sentence, thirstily admiring his reaction as he clenched the full length into a fist, watching him squirm and thrust his hips desperately between loud moans. "Of course no one else can see you like this, no one. You're my whore, xiansheng."
Thus, Ajax began a slow but steady pace, pumping Zhongli's erection.
"I wouldn't let anyone else see you like this, not even hear you." Ajax assured huskily, the tone of his voice grave and deep. "I was only joking when I said that you would like them to look at you. You wouldn't, right? Because you just want me to see."
Zhongli couldn't think, he was a bundle of nonsense babbling, trembling violently, the pleasure making his legs tense and unclench rapidly, twisting and turning on Ajax's lap, victim of pleasure.
Ajax watched him adoringly, taking in every reaction, every tear that ran down his beautiful face, the blush that spread to his shoulder, every tremor.
He needed to fuck him or he would go insane.
The pace soon quickened as did Ajax's hunger. He could only hear Zhongli's beautiful whimpers and moans, the wet sway of his hand, and the racing beat of his heart.
He was giving him a handjob. A handjob to his roommate. It felt like a dream come true. Ajax had him where he wanted, like a pathetic mess, and he couldn't be happier.
And it looked like his rommate would couldn't hold it in much longer, his movements becoming more erratic and desperate, writhing and in sweet trembling spasms, shrieking unashamedly, digging his precious fingers into Ajax's shoulders.
"L-Let me- ngh -...cum, Ajax-" Zhongli pleaded through tears, his words broken by moans and meaningless babble.
"Oho, what's that? Are you begging now?" Cruelly, the ginger smiled amused "Oh, but you told me... Mhm, let me see if I remember correctly... 'Keep going or I'll kill you' right?"
"Y-You... Son of a bitch-" he growled breathily, unable to process other words.
"Come on, ask me nicely. I just need you to tell me what you want." Ajax gasped derisively, fine beads of sweat on his own skin from the effort of fervently jerking Zhongli off, his muscles a little numb but nothing he hadn't done for hours before.
"I-I don't, ngh- mhm... I'm not going to -..." Zhongli groaned, letting out a high-pitched embarrassing groan as Ajax covered the wet head to prevent him from cumming, causing him to shriek.
"Oh, what a pity…" He murmured with false sympathy, his eyes bright with sadistic delight. "I guess I'll have to stop."
"N-no! You wouldn't dare!" Zhongli clung desperately to Ajax's body, begging for more.
"Mh? Why not?"
"B-Because I-...I don't want you to stop." He murmured weakly, drawing the words through his teeth.
"You don't know how pretty you look when you're honest with me, xiansheng. So what do you want?" He murmured cruelly, drawing circles around the throbbing head with his thumb, making him shiver.
"I-I want you to..." Zhongli started before stopping into a long silence, as if despite everything, he was weighing the options and their advantages. Tho it seems that cumming was more important than his pride, because after a shaky sigh he continued speaking. "-... make me cum."
Ajax had won.
He smiled self-centeredly, his pride making has chest puff out.
Fuck the library, he'd fuck him right now if he could, silencing the librarian's complaints with his moans.
"Louder, I don't hear you." But still Ajax didn't have enough of humiliating him, slowly starting to pick up the rhythm of his hand but not quite enough, teasing him, forcing him to lose his patience.
Zhongli for his part looked at Ajax as if he wanted to kill him. Normally Ajax would find him somewhat intimidating, but not when he had him on his lap, swollen nipples and throbbing erection dripping pitifully into his fist.
"I-I want you to make me, o-oh- cum...."
"Mh? I still don't understand, can you repeat me tha-?"
"Make me cum, ngh, p-please, Ajax." Zhongli spoke loud and clear, cutting him off with a deep blush staining his pretty cheeks. "I beg of you."
Ajax shorted out, all the blood in his body going straight down to the thickness of his throbbing, aching cock. He was in pain, the way he accommodated himself between Zhongli's ass was driving him crazy, he was going to explode. That son of a bitch was so erotic, he swore he was going to cry himself right then because of how fucking addictive Zhongli was.
However, Ajax didn't manage to respond nor please him before cruel fate mocked their young hormones.
They stopped immediately as they heard the bathroom door open, immediately tensing, going cold instead, not moving a single muscle.
It seems that two guys had entered the bathroom, chatting amicably without knowing the predicament of those who were stuck in the cubicle, with Zhongli's free cock and nipples exposed.
Tartaglia arched an eyebrow, watching the other's shadows and listening intently to their footsteps, hearing them talk about how they got dirty with ink or something and using the sink to wash up. He laughed quietly, however, once he looked at Zhongli to scoff at the silly situation, he gasped.
Zhongli was completely red, sweaty, both hands covering his beautiful lips to keep from making any noise. And to top it all off, his erection throbbed with excitement, vulgarly dripping with precum.
Oh, those two were from the student council.
Finally Ajax recognized their voices. They were Ayato and Thoma, friends of Zhongli. No wonder he was so tense.
But that only made the dangerous situation that much more exciting. How could he possibly calm himself now? It was impossible. Ajax was a man of his word, and he had already told him that he would make him cum.
Zhongli was glaring coldly in a clear 'stay still' signal, to which Tartaglia responded with a cruel smile, licking his lips with clear darkness tainting his blue eyes.
He didn't give Zhongli a chance to react before he began to cruelly jack him off with newfound excitement, at the same time attacking his swollen nipples, nipping and sucking mercilessly.
Zhongli writhed desperately, clenching his muscles, arching his back and biting his lip in an attempt to keep quiet, to keep his voice from coming out, but Ajax attacked him mercilessly in those sensitive areas.
He was squeezing his waist with one hand to keep him from pulling away, while the other cruelly masturbated him at a fast pace, biting his nipples and stretching them sadistically.
Zhongli was going to die, he felt his body losing strength and resisting the urge to make noise only left him even more sensitive. His head was clouded with the agonizing pleasure whipping through him, abusing his own body. The waves of hot pleasure were killing him, little white clouds clouding his vision at each peak of aching pleasure.
He couldn't take it anymore, a small squeak escaping his lips without being able to resist it, making him tense immediately. He expected Tartaglia to stop when he heard it, but he continued as if nothing had happened, cruelly abusing his body.
The ones who did care were his friends, who worriedly approached the cubicle they were in and knocked on the door.
"Hey, is anyone in there?... We heard a strange noise." Asked a melodious voice, Ayato's.
"Are you crying? Do you need help?" Thoma continued, relaxing Zhongli for a second as he realized they thought someone was secretly crying. "We are here to help you, we are from the council."
He wasn't going to respond, he kept his hands covered as Tartaglia continued to suck and bite at his chest, taking pity at his deplorable state and slowing down his violent rhythm a bit.
Ajax watched Zhongli from his chest with cruel blue eyes, arching an eyebrow in a clear sign of 'go ahead, answer.'
Zhongli prayed to any god who would listen for mercy.
"Hello, are you ok?" Thoma continued, clearly worried.
"He-Hey, i-it's okay, I'm, ugh-... Fine." Zhongli replied in a hoarse, breathy voice, hiding as best he could that Ajax was giving him the time of his life at that moment.
"Oh, Zhongli, it's you. You had us worried there for a second. " Ayato sighed relaxed through the door, still not backing up. "Were you crying? You sounded like you were in pain."
Zhongli lowered his painfully tearful gaze again to Ajax looking for mercy, to which he only responded with a cruel smile, turning back his attention to the sensitive nipples and pumping even more his erection.
Zhongli was going to die, he couldn't do it, he felt that his body was going to burst from so much painful stimulation.
"No, no-...I'm fine, i-it was just a-...mgh, sneeze." Zhongli muttered as best he could, trying to hide the pleasure in his voice.
"Ah, I'm glad then. Do you want us to wait for you outside? It seems that guy you were with has left, we can continue studying together." Thoma added calmly, chatting on the other side of the door without realizing what was happening inside the cubicle.
Tears streamed down Zhongli's cheeks, painfully overstimulated and unable to make a sound. He squirmed and arched for mercy, being answered with strong bites and pressure on his cock, denying his request.
"N-No! No need, you can- oh, go, I'm... Fine, fine..." was the last thing he could say without his voice breaking, finally hiding in Ajax's ginger strands and sobbing, wetting his hair with painful humiliated tears.
And Ajax couldn't be happier.
"Oh, okay. See you later then. Call us if you need anything. " Ayato said without further ado, being joined by Thoma shortly after.
They didn't finish leaving the bathroom when Ajax pulled on Zhongli's long ponytail to force him apart, locking their lips in a vulgar wet kiss, biting his lower and sticking the tongue into his mouth.
At the same moment that Thoma and Ayato left the bathroom, Zhongli finally gave in to the pleasure and, through strong spasms, contracted his muscles in an intense orgasm, trembling uncontrollably, the tears running down his cheeks staining the kiss with tears in a salty flavor.
White beads of cum stained his belly and Ajax's shirt as he could only squirm weakly, sobbing into the kiss as the ginger helped him ride his climax. It was too much pleasure, so overstimulating it was painful.
They broke apart from the kiss panting and weak, Zhongli's face wet with tears and a coarse mixture of saliva. Cloudy eyes and disheveled hair, he looked like a fucking work of art.
It was all Ajax's doing, and he couldn't be more delighted.
On Ajax's part, his erection pressed painfully against his roommate's ass. It hurt like hell, but it was still too early to make the inexperienced Zhongli touch him. For now, it was fine just pleasing him, soon enough it would be time for him to enjoy. For the time being, he would just indulge Zhongli and jack off until his dick fell off.
"Mhm... What do you think, doll?" Ajax asked hoarsely, kissing the warm cheeks with sweetness, wiping away the tears that wouldn't stop rolling down them.
Zhongli didn't reply. Gasping wildly and his pulse racing, he just stared at the nothingness in the bathroom, unable to process any logical thoughts.
Zhongli looked so well fucked, and it had only been a mere handjob. Tartaglia couldn't wait to put his dirty hands inside him.
For the time being tho, he let him ride the cloud of ecstasy and took some paper, taking care of carefully cleaning the cum from his belly and shirt. Zhongli had stained his clothes, but he couldn't get mad after all, he'd clean them up later.
He took it upon himself to straighten the other's sweater, tuck his soft cock away, and brush his disheveled hair a bit, in a much more loving way than he had ever done before.
"Hey, Teyvat to Zhongli? Are you back yet?" Ajax asked him once more as he finished cleaning up.
"Mhm, mhjm..." The aforementioned nodded weakly, clinging to his shoulders in a needy hug.
"Mh, you came so hard...I hope you can walk back home. Or do you need me to carry you?" He teased affectionately, spreading sweet, chaste kisses across his puffy cheeks.
Zhongli seemed to react to the comment, slapping him lightly in reproach "y-you're a, mgh...fool."
"Pff… Maybe I am…" Ajax leaned his head back against the wall, sighing deeply to rest a bit as well. "Same time tomorrow?"
"You didn't even need to ask."
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