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The Fatui bought the ownership to the Pearl Galley about a month ago, saving the infamous floating brothel and casino from foreclosure, when its previous owners went bankrupt. Retaining all the previous staff and business model and adding their own guards instead, the Fatui took over its management, becoming one of their many private businesses for income purposes. 

As the highest Fatui authority in Liyue Harbor, Childe also naturally became the manager of the Pearl Galley. While he wasn’t the type of man to patronize such establishments, he took on the responsibility that was given to him dutifully. 

It just had to be another of the things he couldn’t be honest about when his younger siblings asked what he did for a living in Liyue. 

Now that Childe had to run both the Northland Bank and the Pearl Galley, his entire day was occupied with work, leaving him barely any downtime for himself. In the morning, he had to attend to his duties at the Northland Bank, and later in the evening, he would have to board the Pearl Galley and make sure business was running well there too.

Childe had wished for a quiet uneventful evening but he ended up having to throw a customer overboard for continuously harassing a courtesan who worked aboard the Pearl Galley and had refused him in the past.

As a casino and a brothel that skirted outside Liyue Qixing’s regulations, the Pearl Galley and the term debauchery were essentially one. Fitting of that, it was no surprise that security had to be tight aboard the ship. Instances of rowdy customers throwing a fit after losing a huge bet or those who made a courtesan uncomfortable by overstepping boundaries weren’t too uncommon. 

After fighting the customer, who happened to be a vision holder and proved to be harder than expected, Childe sighed, left the top deck, and planned to return to his office. Where, Childe would usually attend to his paperwork or whatever needed attention until it was at least one or two in the morning before taking his leave for the day.

However, before he returned to his office, Childe made sure to do an inspection round to check up on the rest of the situation on the ship. He observed the main casino room where all the gambling took place. The commotion seemed to have settled down after the fight and everyone seemed at ease, abiding by floor rules. The bar was also up and running, fully stocked. 

Childe then moved to a lower deck where the private rooms were. While he didn’t personally check in on what happened inside the rooms, he made sure to be alert for any signs of distress or unrest.

Walking down the corridor past the rooms, under the dim glow of the red lanterns, Childe could hear the slight sounds of moans and grunts of pleasure and even furniture slamming against the wall from behind the doors he passed by. 

When he was satisfied that the operations appeared to be running as they should, Childe left the floor to return to his office on a higher deck. 

On the spiraling stairs leading up to the higher deck, Childe ran into a familiar face. It was Zhongli, who was heading in the opposite direction as him, going down the stairs rather than up. 

“Oh, hi, Childe. Good evening. I didn’t think I’d run into you here. We haven’t talked in a while since you’ve been busy with work, haven’t we?” Zhongli greeted with a smile, stopping halfway on the stairs, looking down at Childe from a higher position.

“Zhongli?” Childe gasped, surprised, “What are you doing here?”

“Well, I was just making use of the complimentary services I get here, now that the Fatui has taken over the premises,” Zhongli answered, still grinning.

Childe felt his heart drop in jealousy and even dread when his mind began coming up with the kind of “services” Zhongli sought after here. While he still maintained a calm outer appearance, Childe’s head was spinning in circles around his convoluted thoughts.

“I haven’t seen you here before though. I thought you only used to come here in the morning when the onboard teahouse is open. I didn’t think you’d come here in the evening,” Childe reasoned, even if it really was for his own self-assurance.

“Well, it actually is my second time coming here in the evening actually. That’s probably why we had yet to run into each other,” Zhongli answered.

“S-second time? For what purpose?” Childe asked, beginning to feel more of that dread. 

“Well, the first time, I was here for business purposes. But when I learned that I could get a free dinner from the onboard restaurant even in the evening, I thought I’d come here,” Zhongli revealed. 

“Then why are you headed this way? You do know what is on this floor, right?” Childe questioned, looking over his shoulder at the dimly lit red corridor at the bottom of the stairs, which led to the brothel area.

“Of course I do,” Zhongli asserted, still smiling and treating their encounter in a rather casual manner. 

When Childe heard the confirmation from Zhongli, he imagined wanting to throw himself off of the ship and into the water. He hoped to sink and drown but he knew that wouldn’t happen. He would just swim back to land and curl up alone in his bed after. 

Childe knew and admitted to himself that he was jealous. Sure, things between him and Zhongli hadn’t been quite smooth after he tried to drown Liyue Harbor and Childe learned that Zhongli had been the Geo Archon all along, some months ago. 

But Childe still wanted to believe that they were good friends, and perhaps even more than that. 

After all, if they were just “friends”, then why did some nights end up with them in bed together with Childe bent over and crying in pleasure as Zhongli eagerly pounded into him? And if they really were friends and nothing more, then why did Childe keep wanting more of Zhongli, never feeling satisfied until Zhongli was holding him again.

But standing there, halfway up the stairs, in front of Zhongli, Childe was somehow led to believe that Zhongli really just saw him as just that. Childe knew he was no saint but he felt utterly helpless and used. 

“Well, it was nice to see you again. I best be on my way. When you have some time, do drop by and visit. I would still love to catch up with you one of these days,” Zhongli politely spoke, bowing his head slightly, walking past as his shoulders brushed against Childe’s in the narrow stairway.

Childe couldn’t say anything in response, stunned and figuratively chained to the ground he stood on by his insecurities. He wanted to throw himself at Zhongli’s feet and hold him down, to stop Zhongli from entering that room with the courtesan. He wanted to tell Zhongli to choose him instead, to hold him and comfort him.

But Childe knew that would be controlling and overbearing of him. And he didn’t want to be that person. 

Once Zhongli was out of sight, Childe ran up the stairs and dashed straight back into his office before locking himself inside there. He planned to drown himself in his paperwork, in an effort to distract himself from the thought that Zhongli was somewhere below deck, balls deep in a person that wasn’t him. Childe did wish it would have been him though.

Childe avoided looking at the time while he worked, wanting it to feel like it was passing by faster when he pretended to not care. Of course, that wasn’t always successful and his intrusive thoughts would return intermittently, reminding him of Zhongli and how he wasn’t there with him. Archons, he still wished it was him.

Whenever that happened though, Childe would quickly distract himself with his work again, reminding him that his duty was probably more important than someone whom he thought would never return his feelings.

Distractions were pretty much welcome and Childe thought he had one more when a Fatui guard knocked and entered his office, informing Childe that a customer from the brothel floor had demanded to see the manager; that being Childe. 

“I’ll take care of this,” Childe asserted to the guard, ordering him to return to his post as he made his way back down below deck. 

Thoughts of Zhongli so close and behind the door of one of these rooms flooded his mind, but Childe snapped himself out of his thoughts, choosing to focus on his objective instead. At least, the Tsaritsa rewarded him for being loyal to her. It didn’t appear that Zhongli would, or at least it seemed that way. 

All the private rooms in the Pearl Galley could not be locked for safety and security reasons. Instead, the establishment promised privacy and a non-interference should all floor rules be met. In this case, however, Childe received a report that rules weren’t met and he barged into the specific room immediately.

Childe braced himself. He expected to see a creepy naked man somewhere and a courtesan probably on the other end, avoiding him. When Childe was called down to this floor to settle a customer dispute, it was almost always because the client was disrespecting a boundary the courtesan had agreed upon beforehand. 

Instead, Childe was met by a scene he didn’t expect he would find here. He found Zhongli sitting on a chair, fully dressed and sipping tea while the courtesan was also still dressed and sitting on the bed a respectable distance from him.

The courtesan was laughing as Zhongli seemed to be telling her old stories of Rex Lapis’ silly mishaps when he traveled alongside some adventurers in the past. There was nothing even remotely close to sex work going on here, despite the establishment they were in. In fact, it appeared more as if a grandfather was telling stories to his granddaughter. 

“Huh?” Childe blurted out when he saw the sight in front of him. 

“It appears that you’ve finally arrived, we were expecting you,” Zhongli said, acknowledging Childe’s presence. 

“Good evening, sir,” The courtesan too greeted Childe, brushing off some of the tears that had formed in her eyes from the funny story Zhongli had been telling her.

“A-am I in the right place?” Childe asked the courtesan, “Did you call me here?”

“I did,” The courtesan affirmed, “This kind sir right here booked me for the night but he says that he only wants to see you so he told me to call you down here. He was just telling me some old story while we waited for you..”

Zhongli made no haste in saying out loud, “You’re a busy man, aren’t you? It’s very difficult to even talk to you these days. Even when I was here the last time, I wasn’t able to see you. Therefore, I had to resort to such measures to even get an opportunity to spend some time with you..”

“Did you just stage an issue to have me come down here just so you could talk to me!?” Childe questioned, baffled.

“Yes,” Zhongli confirmed, confidently.

Childe sighed, clenching a fist as he tried to maintain his composure. He had to consciously stop himself from grinding his teeth out of frustration. While he didn’t hate to be with Zhongli, he was annoyed that Zhongli had pulled another trick on him, while he was working to boot. And maybe Childe was a bit embarrassed with himself for thinking that Zhongli was having sex down here when he really was plotting to pull a fast one on Childe the entire time.

“Please, leave us alone. You are excused, I will make sure you get compensated for your time here,” Childe instructed the courtesan in their room.

Once she had left, Childe closed the door shut, knowing they would remain undisturbed unless he called for assistance. 

“What do you want?” Childe sighed, hands on his hips. 

“You, of course. I miss you and I wanted to spend time with you. Besides, I don’t pay a single Mora to dine and lounge here so I might as well see it to my advantage now that you’re here often,” Zhongli confessed, standing up to meet Childe face to face. 

Childe looked away for a split second before returning to lock gazes with Zhongli, “I don’t understand why you’d even do this to see me. Isn’t it a waste of your time and effort to be seeking me out like this?”

“Not if I want to see you,” Zhongli explained, “I enjoy your time and company so any effort that leads me to you is not a waste to me.”

“I’m working right now, I’m sorry,” Childe sighed, turning around, “Since you’re here, just order and do anything you want but please hesitate to call me unless you are actually having a real problem.”

“I would like to request something then,” Zhongli announced, arms folded over his chest as he stood straight.

“Let’s hear it,” Childe offered to listen, only then turning to face Zhongli again. 

“Would you take that courtesan’s place and keep me company for the night then?” Zhongli asked, then adding “-since the Fatui took over this place, I’ve heard gossip go around in Liyue among the regular customers that they’re worried the new management will not live up to the name of the old. Haven’t you noticed some decline in clientele as of late? As someone who has a reputation among the business circle in Liyue, don’t you think that I’ll be able to leave a good word in?”

Childe was silent for a while, taking in what Zhongli had to say, needing a few moments before it fell into place in his understanding. 

“So you’re bribing me to sleep with you in exchange for a good word among the Liyue businesspeople circle?” Childe recited, in a slightly confrontational tone.

“Is it really bribing when we have been engaged in a relationship before and I am just going to do you the favor anyway?” Zhongli was surprisingly honest.

“Well that ‘relationship’ of us never really did get far, didn’t it? I’m not really anything to you, aren’t I?” Childe questioned, bitter.

“Why would you say that?” Zhongli asked, his curious eyes meeting disdainful ones. 

“Forget it, it’s nothing. I’m leaving,” Childe once again excused himself. 

Zhongli stopped him from leaving, grabbing onto Childe’s lower arm, pulling Childe’s face to look at him with a hand under the latter’s chin.

“The customer is always right. Aren’t you going to live up to the request of your valued customer?,” Zhongli rasped under his breath, his mouth dangerously close to Childe’s in the proximity they were in. 

“I’m not a courtesan,” Childe attested, flustering and not even sure why he was anyway.

“-but you do work here, don’t you?” Zhongli argued. 

“You do know what I do with rowdy customers who don’t cooperate, don’t you?” Childe challenged, regaining his edge, “-I throw them overboard.”

“Would you like to try then? If you succeed, I’ll leave and if you don’t, you will spend the night with me,” Zhongli smirked, a smug grin on his face as he pulled away from Childe, spreading his arms open wide as if to taunt Childe into throwing the first blow. 

“Fine,”  Childe heaved softly, rolling his shoulders for warm-up before attempting to knock Zhongli out. 

He didn’t really want to hurt Zhongli, merely to get the former Archon out of his sight and off of his premises if he could. That sounded much easier than having to deal with his own feelings about Zhongli. 

Childe lurched forward, attempting to grab Zhongli by the waist, thinking that he could lift Zhongli off of the ground and over his shoulders to drag him away.

However, despite his tall built, and athletic figure, he was as vulnerable as wet paper in Zhongli’s hands. No amount of Abyss training and Tsaritsa-granted Delusion could really put him on par with Morax, the former Geo Archon. 

Hell, Zhongli had been so good as an Archon that no one ever came close to even matching him for the throne and he had to remove himself from that position because it was taking too long. Zhongli really wasn’t someone Childe wanted to make an enemy out of. 

When Childe had closed in on the gap between them, Zhongli had been the one to grab him by the waist instead. Childe spat when he found himself slammed onto the bed on his back, the air knocked out from his lungs from the impact. To even call it just a bed seemed a bit of an understatement. 

The Pearl Galley was known for being flashy and extravagant. The room they were in was no different. The bed was covered in red and gold sheets emblazoned with the motif of a peacock, framed by flowing silk curtains and a screen in the same color and design. A grand embroidered lantern hung from the ceiling, bathing the room in a warm and sensual orange glow.

Childe didn’t want to know how many people had been fucked on this bed he was laying on. He felt embarrassed for some reason, even if he was no blushing virgin, knowing that the next person would be him. 

A part of him now wanted to be the one who would be the one thrown overboard, hoping that he would have enough stamina to swim back to land to get away from the situation. 

Zhongli didn’t seem to give him enough time to think, however. Before he could say or do anything, Zhongli had pulled his legs open, settling himself in between them. 

Childe let out a gasp when the hands that had pulled his legs open were now unbuckling his trousers, swiftly pulling them off of his legs. The entire time, Zhongli maintained eye contact and Childe didn’t know why he couldn’t look away, drowning in those dark eyes under the glow of the lantern overhead. 

Childe hissed when his cock was freed, sensitive to the colder air outside the confines of his pants. Childe didn’t even notice that he was hard, which he certainly was. He blamed the tense argument they had earlier for all the blood rushing down there. 

“My my, look at you,” Zhongli hummed, lips against the side of Childe’s lower thigh, holding Childe’s legs open and spread, “Didn’t think that you’d get so hard so fast from just fighting.”

Childe didn’t respond, his head turned to the side, his vision trained on the silk curtains framing the bed instead. 

“Don’t want to talk, huh?” Zhongli pointed out, removing a hand from Childe’s thigh to grab his cock.

“What are you-,” Childe was cut off by a moan that escaped his throat when Zhongli dipped even lower between his thighs. 

Zhongli had removed his hand from Childe’s cock, only to be replacing it with his mouth instead. Even so, Zhongli purposely teased Childe by not even granting him it fully, barely brushing his lips against the skin of Childe’s cock. 

Zhongli’s warm breath ghosted over the sensitive skin, one hand working to pump the length of Childe’s cock as he thumbed the slit leaking pre-cum. Childe threw his head back against the mattress, his back arching as his hips bucked forward to chase that sensation. 

In a futile attempt to muffle his moans, Childe pressed a hand to his mouth. He was in a brothel, where people fucked and got fucked literally on the daily business but somehow he still had the qualms to let himself be heard. Childe did not even dare to look between his legs, fearing the reaction he might make when he saw Zhongli between his legs looking back up at him. 

Zhongli just knew how to tease him best, giving it to him but not giving him everything so he would want more. 

Zhongli was a tease but he was generous too. When he finally granted it, Childe was caught by surprise when he felt the enveloping warmth and wetness of Zhongli’s mouth on his cock. Childe sighed a moan, his back arching painfully off of the mattress. In a single move, Zhongli swallowed Childe’s dick whole, making sure it hit the back of his throat and pressing his tongue on the underside of it.

Zhongli did not even gag once and took the entire length with ease. Childe on the other hand recalled when he would gag and choke on Zhongli’s cock. Childe’s eyes were shut still and he finally dared himself to open his eyes and look at the sight between his legs. The sight of Zhongli staring back at him with his cock in his mouth sent Childe’s brain off the edge and his hips thrusting forward. 

Even if Childe did not want something in return, at that point he would just bend his ass over, handing it to Zhongli to use as he pleased. Childe realized how much he missed this now, being so putty and melting in Zhongli’s arms- or rather his mouth. 

Childe felt the familiar pulsating pleasure pooling in his lower half, building from the base of his cock before running down the entire length of it. He knew he was so close and he was partly surprised and disappointed that it had happened so fast. Not being touched in quite a while certainly did contribute to that. 

Childe’s orgasm hit him almost by surprise, spilling cum into Zhongli’s mouth as he almost yelled from the pleasure. 

Zhongli released Childe from his mouth when he felt cum hitting his tongue and the back of his throat. Zhongli made sure to be careful when his mouth left Childe’s cock, making sure that not a single drop left his mouth. 

Childe was laying back on the bed, legs still spread open and slightly trembling as he tried to catch his breath. As he was still occupied coming down from his high and the spasm of his orgasm, Zhongli’s face appeared in his peripheral vision, hovering right above him. 

With a thumb secured on Childe’s chin, Zhongli manually pried Childe’s mouth open with his hand. Childe could only stare back up at Zhongli, not really clueing into what was going on. Zhongli aligned his mouth above Childe’s forced open one and Childe closed his eyes, expecting to be kissed. 

Zhongli did not kiss Childe, however. Instead, he hovered his lips several inches above Childe’s, just so he could spit in there, mixing saliva and cum together. Childe’s eyes shot wide open in surprise when he finally realized that he wasn’t getting that kiss. 

Childe could not verbally protest because Zhongli had closed his mouth and held it shut with his hand, forcing him to swallow his own cum. Especially when Zhongli pressed a finger onto his Adam’s apple. 

“Swallow,” Zhongli coaxed, watching as the movements of Childe’s throat indicated that he had swallowed. 

Childe remained silent after, pinned down onto the bed, heavily breathing as he gazed up at Zhongli sitting next to him. 

“Are you hurt?” Zhongli asked, his voice soothing and gentle.

“I don’t feel like it,” Childe shook his head, resting a hand on his flat stomach.

“So how do you feel?” Zhongli asked again, careful with his choice of words.

“-tired,” Childe almost grunted, “I still have lots of work to do after this but the staff here are self-sufficient and independent enough to operate without supervision.” 

“I see,” Zhongli responded, propping up a leg on the mattress, resting his arm on his knee, “Well, I’m  sorry for butting in your business matters.”

Hearing that, Childe sighed, “At least I have a solid excuse for not working right now. There’s not really much you can do when your Archon ex-boyfriend is the one in the way.”

“What did you just call me?” Zhongli was alerted by the statement.

“-my ex-boyfriend?” Childe casually repeated, “Well, you might not have seen it that way but when I look back at it, we really were dating weren’t we? I quite rather look upon those memories very fondly, I’ll have you know,”

“Do you believe that?” Zhongli said, sitting up straight on the bed now.

“Well if you don’t see it that way and want me to take back my words, I guess I will,” Childe accepted, somewhat feeling his heart sink, as if he was being flat-out rejected. Maybe this really confirmed a worry he had that Zhongli actually didn’t care about him and had only been using him for Mora and his Fatui association. 

“I guess I should leave,” Childe said, propping himself up from his laying position as he began to scan the floor of the room for his trousers, “-don’t want to spoil your evening here. I’ll be on my way then.”

“Where are you going?” Zhongli questioned, gripping onto Childe’s upper arm.

“I’m going to finish up my work and then I’m leaving to go home,” Childe answered, sighing as he turned to look away from Zhongli.

“You’re not leaving,” Zhongli insisted, holding him down. 

“If you want Mora, I’ll give you some to spend but I really need to go,” Childe resisted, “I really have no time to be here.”

“No, please,” Zhongli pleaded, his voice dropping a tone lower, “I do see you as my lover too. I always had. When you stopped visiting me after the whole thing that happened with Osial, I assumed that you didn’t care because you had what you wanted, my Gnosis. It led me to believe that you didn’t really see much out of me outside a transactional relationship.”

“It’s all in the past anyway. Why does it matter? Why should I matter to you?” Childe persistently refused, feeling dejected than ever.

“Childe, don’t do this. We had a bet and you lost it and you have to uphold that end of the bargain,” Zhongli said, except that this time it wasn’t a request but a demand. 

“Then try and stop me from leaving. What are you going to do? Fuck me until I can’t walk?” Childe challenged.

“I wasn’t planning to but now that you gave me the idea, I think I might as well,” Zhongli asserted, turning Childe’s face to force him to look at him once more. 

Childe chuckled, slightly out of nervousness. He wasn’t sure why he didn’t try to run anymore now, almost as if he was submitting himself to Zhongli for some reason. 

Zhongli had a palm resting on Childe’s thigh and began to slide his hand further up, massaging and rubbing the flesh as he went along. At the same time, Zhongli peppered kisses on the protruding bone of Childe’s shoulder. 

“Zhongli,” Childe couldn’t help but moan when Zhongli’s hand had ridden further up to the crease where his thigh met his abdomen. Just a slight move sideways and Zhongli’s hand would already be brushing against Childe’s groin region, again. 

“Hmm…?” Zhongli hummed, lifting his head off Childe’s shoulder to stare back into Childe’s blue eyes. 

“I…I,” Childe seemingly struggled to find the words to say, not really sure what he was going to say anyway when Zhongli began moving in closer towards him.

“I won’t hurt you,” Zhongli comforted, cupping Childe’s cheeks with both of his hands on either side of Childe’s face, moving closer to press their foreheads against each other, locked in a close dangerously close gaze. 

“I’m not scared,” Childe feigned confidence.

“-now if you want a good word from me, you have to ride my cock tonight. I’m the customer here so I can’t expect to do all the work,” Zhongli commanded. 

“Fine,” Childe faked a sigh, pretending to be inconvenienced when he was actually turned on even from the proposition of it. 

Zhongli pulled away from Childe to remove his clothes, neatly folding them onto the bedside table. Before moving further up the bed, laying back down on the mattress with his head on the pillow.  From this position, Zhongli beckoned Childe to come over with a finger. 

Not wanting to feel awkward about still having his shirt on when Zhongli didn’t, Childe too took off his shirt. His pants had been long gone from earlier. 

Then, gently, Childe climbed on top of Zhongli, straddling his hips and carefully avoiding pressing too much of his weight down. Even when he was above Zhongli like this and they were about the same height and build, Childe still felt dwarfed by the person Zhongli was.  

Zhongli raised an arm above his head to run his palm down the side of Childe’s jawline, praising, “So beautiful.”

If it weren’t for the dim lighting in the room, Childe’s cheeks flushed red would have been obvious as he was straddling Zhongli from above, his hands pressed down onto Zhongli’s toned chest from balance.

“You look good,” Zhongli continued to praise, running his hands down Childe’s arms and sides, massaging the flesh beneath him. Zhongli tenderly kneaded Childe’s breasts, flicking his thumb over the nipple.

Childe gasped, pushing his chest forward, to bring himself even closer to the source of stimulation, his back arching in a curve when he did so. Although having his nipples stimulated and his breasts fondled wasn’t exactly his favorite thing, Childe still enjoyed and welcomed it.

Zhongli smirked from below when he could feel Childe’s erection forming yet again. 

“Are you turned on already?” Zhongli asked, his hands resting on Childe’s hipbones.

“Yes,” Childe nodded, strangely honest, finding himself unconsciously grinding his hips down onto Zhongli for more stimulation.

“That’s good,” Zhongli replied. 

The globes of Childe’s ass were pressed against Zhongli’s half-hard cock. Feeling Zhongli’s thick cock rubbing against his butt, Childe pushed his ass backward, swaying his hips up and down and then left to right to stimulate Zhongli’s cock.

Zhongli was mostly quiet, save for a few grunts and growls that managed to escape his lips. To Childe, Zhongli’s expression also seemed rather “strained”, with the way his eyebrows were furrowing and his forehead creased, although his actions seemed to say otherwise.

Zhongli continued encouraging Childe, praising him as his right hand found its way to Childe’s cock, moving his hand up and down the length.

Childe reached for the oil lube on the bedside table, smearing it generously over his fingers before he fingered himself open with his right hand. Childe’s left hand was pressed down onto Zhongli’s chest for support as he fingerfucked himself.

Childe whined just from the feeling of his own fingers and Zhongli watching him with a dark gaze from below, having to restrain himself from moving a bit too wildly, in case he fell off. 

“So impatient, you want my cock so bad don’t you,” Zhongli teased, partly amused by Childe’s desperation as he kneaded onto the flesh of Childe’s butt. 

Childe thought that Zhongli was trying to help but it could have just been for his own satisfaction. When Zhongli sucked on a finger and then pressed it into Childe’s hole, pushing and pressing against Childe’s own two fingers already in there. 

A yelp left Childe’s mouth and his fingers went slack but remaining there when Zhongli thrust his own inside him. Childe almost keened over but was quick enough to stop that from happening due to the rocking motions. 

“I’m ready,” Childe announced after a while,  slightly shaking. He didn’t know if he actually was but he didn’t want to wait anymore. 

“Very well then,” Zhongli said in anticipation, removing his fingers from inside Childe to place them on his hips instead. 

Pushing his butt out, putting himself into more of a squatting position with Zhongli’s chest for support still, Childe reached a hand behind to line the head of Zhongli’s cock right against the rim of his hole.

With his own muscle strength, Childe lifted his hips up so he could impale himself on Zhongli’s cock, slowly pushing down inch by inch until he bottomed out and Childe could feel his butt resting against Zhongli’s pelvic bone.

Zhongli truly enjoyed this view, breathing hard at the anticipation, letting Childe be in control like he said he wanted. 

“So full,” Childe moaned, grinding his hips, with Zhongli’s cock balls deep inside his ass. Childe’s eyes were beginning to water from the pleasure of the stretch as he gasped, feeling Zhongli’s thick cock pressing everywhere inside him. 

Childe almost lost his balance with the way he was swaying and trembling from the pleasure. Before he fell off, Zhongli caught him, holding and joining their hands together in front of their bodies.

Zhongli’s grip on Childe’s hands to keep him steady was strong yet gentle. With the additional support, Childe finally had a bit more audacity to lift his hips up slightly before pushing back down to ride Zhongli’s cock.

With every further movement, Childe lifted his hips even higher until only the head of Zhongli’s cock was sheathed inside him. Before pushing all his weight back down, slamming himself onto Zhongli’s cock, leaving squelching and slapping noises. 

Childe was quivering from the pleasure and the rush of adrenaline of being on top, something that had never happened between them before. So much that it took almost all of his energy to keep stable on top of Zhongli, even with support from Zhongli himself from below.

For Zhongli, it was a challenge to not want to just hold Childe’s hips down and just pound mercilessly upwards into his tight hole. It was almost testing his patience and Zhongli thought of himself to be patient. 

In this position, Zhongli had almost the best view of Childe’s face contorted in the haze of pleasure, mouth hanging open and tongue slightly sticking out, with beads of sweat trailing all the way down to his chest. Zhongli also thought it was rather amusing to see Childe’s ignored cock, leaking and bouncing around whenever he moved his hips.

But after a while, Zhongli even willingly conceded to that defeat when he felt that he couldn’t take this “challenge” anymore.

When Zhongli let go of Childe’s hands, he was sent falling down forward onto Zhongli’s chest. Zhongli quickly moved his hands to grab on Childe’s ass, spreading the cheeks apart with his cock still sheathed deeply inside.

Childe gasped, still shaking and trying to compose himself with his head tucked under Zhongli’s chin as he laid on top of him. 

Sloppily, Childe lifted his face to kiss Zhongli, open-mouthed with a lot of tongue and saliva involved. Their eyes weren’t even fully closed, still partially looking at each other in the messy kiss.

In the haze of pleasure, Childe knew then that he wanted Zhongli so badly and didn’t even understand why he had to pretend like he didn’t. 

Then again without warning, Zhongli thrust his hips and cock up into Childe, using his hands to keep butt cheeks pried open.

Childe almost screamed when that happened unexpectedly. Before he could even process his confusion amidst pleasure, Zhongli was already flipping their positions and pressing Childe with his back down on the bed.

Childe knew he was loud but considering the establishment, no one would bother or even question it. That’s if they knew that their boss, a Fatui Harbinger, was the one being held down and fucked open on cock. 

Zhongli spread Childe’s legs apart, holding them open from behind the knee as he thrust his cock back inside, lifting one of Childe’s legs to his shoulder.

Still surprised and giddy from the emotions and motions, Childe was only able to lie there and take it, balling his fists up as he cried from all the stimulation. It was as if his brain had short-circuited from the overload of sensations, leaving himself only able to register the pleasure of a cock being pounded into his ass.

Childe began to sob, pressing a hand to his face, which left Zhongli very concerned.

Zhongli stilled, looking very worried, asking, “Is everything alright? Do you want me to stop?”

“No, it’s okay,” Childe sobbed, shaking his head with one hand still covering his face, “Please, continue. I’m so close.”

Zhongli complied and began thrusting fast, hard, and deep inside Childe with his hands still firm on Childe’s legs, splitting him in half.

Childe shook when he came untouched, his toes curling and his mouth hung open in a silent scream, spilling cum onto his chest and stomach.

Zhongli fucked Childe through his orgasm, not wanting to stop yet until he reached his climax too.

“So good,” Zhongli groaned, his eyes closed as one final thrust pushed him over the edge and he came inside Childe, breathing hard as he collapsed on top of Childe, their naked sweaty bodies flushed and pressed against each other.  

“Did I do well?” Childe asked, feeling himself coming back from the high, running his hand down Zhongli’s back. Childe could feel Zhongli’s cum trickling out of his hole and onto the bedsheets.

“Yes, you did,” Zhongli assured, slowly lifting himself up from Childe, removing his cock from inside of Childe, leaving a trail of cum as he did so.

Childe laid on the bed as Zhongli reached for the warm wet towels provided in the room to clean themselves with. He handed one to Childe as they both wiped themselves off from the residue of their trysts. 

“You will leave a good word in for me, won’t you?” Childe asked, feeling his eyes grow heavy as he laid back down on the mattress. 

“I will, of course,” Zhongli promised, laying down next to him.  

“I’m tired,” Childe yawned, tilting his head to the side on the pillow to look at Zhongli beside him, “-but I still have work to do.”

“You need to rest more, you’ve been overworking yourself too much. Why don’t you rest up for now? While this night has yet to end, I am still your customer, so consider that as a request from me,” Zhongli suggested, rubbing the sides of Childe’s cheek. 

“I guess if you say so,” Childe murmured, almost falling asleep. Before he could, Childe tiredly asked, “Will you stay until I fall asleep at least?”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Zhongli assured, kissing Childe’s forehead as he ran his fingers through the messy locks of red hair. 

Childe smiled as his eyes closed and he quickly drifted off to sleep. 

For the first time in a month, Childe slept the entire night. When he woke up and saw light seeping in through the tinted small circular windows in the room, he panicked, thinking that he was late.

Throwing off the blanket on him that hadn’t been there when he fell asleep, Childe woke up to the sight of Zhongli still on the bed beside him. Zhongli had been reading as he sat on the bed, shirtless but wearing his trousers. 

“Good morning,” Zhongli greeted, smiling brightly.

“You stayed?” Childe asked, sitting on the bed and facing Zhongli. 

“Why would I be the God of Contracts if I cannot keep a promise, especially a simple one to someone who means a lot to me,” Zhongli reasoned. 

“Didn’t you sleep too?” Childe then asked.

“I don’t see the need to,” Zhongli answered, “-I am an Adepti after all.”

“So you’ve been awake the whole night keeping me company?” Childe came to the conclusion.

Zhongli only nodded his head in response, still smiling. 

“Ah,” Childe accepted, not sure what to make of that response yet and how to continue regarding his relationship with Zhongli hereon.

He only knew that he would have to be discreet when he left the room and the Pearl Galley to return to shore, not wanting too many people to know that he hadn’t actually slept the night in this office. Sure, no one would probably know what happened but Childe was still ashamed of people knowing. He only wanted Zhongli for himself and nobody else.