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Zhongli examined the door of the establishment. Behind him was the hustle and bustle of Mondstadt, with children playing, friends chatting, and traders advertising their wares. But before him was a two story building with a wooden arch door. This must be the Angel's Share that Paimon had mentioned.
"Be there or be square!" the little companion had chirped to him. "The Traveler is training as a bartender, so drinks are on us! Non-alcoholic, of course!"
Admittedly, Zhongli's ears had perked at the mention of free drinks. But, as he told himself when he pushed open that door, he came to support the Traveler in their bartending journey. Nothing more.
As Zhongli's eyes adjusted from the sunny outside to the somewhat dim inside, he noticed the building contained a bar, some tables, and what looked to be an upstairs. It was clean, and smelled of coffee and tea. The Traveler was behind the bar, speaking to Paimon and...
There was someone Zhongli did not recognize. He was tall, with long red hair tied back in a ponytail. He was wearing somewhat of a suit, and Zhongli's keen eyes noticed a red Pyro vision glittering from his waist.
"Oh, Zhongli! Thank you so much for coming," the Traveler said as they escorted him to a seat. "This is Diluc, the owner of this place. He graciously allowed me to make use of it for this bartending business. Diluc, this is Zhongli, a...friend we made in Liyue."
The redhead nodded in Zhongli's direction. Clearly, he was a man of few words.
"Hello, Diluc," Zhongli said as he bowed slightly. "You have a beautiful bar here."
"Why, thank you," Diluc said. His voice was deep and smooth, and Zhongli was attracted to it almost instantly. He looked down to hide his slight blush. *Manners!* he chided himself.
But that voice! Zhongli could listen to just his voice all day and be content. Alas, no, he was a guest here, and just here for the Traveler, too. It would be improper for him to try anything with the attractive owner.
"So Zhongli," the Traveler's voice interrupted his train of thought. "What can I make for you?"
"I shall take a Misty Garden, please," he responded. "Any size is fine."
"Coming right up!" they smiled, clearly enjoying their new part-time job.
As the Traveler walked away from his seat and towards the bar, Zhongli settled in for a wait. He was perfectly content to sit by himself and ponder his new attraction, until said attraction decided to take the empty seat next to him.
"Interesting," his new favorite voice said, or rather, whispered in his ear. Zhongli startled a little, not expecting Diluc to get so close.
"Relax, pet", he continued in that rich baritone. "Don't you think I noticed how you reacted to me? How you blushed when you heard my voice? You cant hide it, no matter how hard you try."
Zhongli squirmed a little and opened his mouth to say something, but at that moment Diluc did two things at once: he placed his hand on Zhongli's upper thigh and placed his finger at Zhongli's lips.
"Shhhh... you don't want them to hear us", Diluc murmured with a glance at the Traveler. Zhongli turned a little and looked. With as much enthusiasm as they had earlier, the Traveler was making his tea. Or trying to. They seemed rather unskilled in this area of knowledge, and looked as if they were trying 100 different recipies to get to his. Any way you saw it, they had plenty of time before Zhongli got his drink.
Whatever Zhongli was going to say died in his throat as Diluc started to slide his hand up his thigh. Another blush started to rise to his cheeks, but for a different reason than earlier.
"Would you look at that", Diluc muttered in his ear with his delicious voice. "You're half hard already. Does my voice turn you on that much, Zhongli?"
Zhongli's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly as Diluc's hand ghosted over his clothed dick. The redhead shushed him, with another glance at the Traveler to remind Zhongli that they were not alone in the room, and simultaneously unzipped his pants and stuck two fingers into Zhongli's mouth.
Zhongli gulped, slightly overwhelmed and very horny. Almost instinctively knowing what to do, he used his tongue to suck on the fingers that were in his mouth, getting them wet with his saliva. Once they were, Diluc took his fingers out of Zhongli's mouth and put that hand on his dick, still inside of his underwear.
Zhongli immediately clamped his mouth shut to stifle the moan that involuntarily escaped his throat. Diluc's hands, oddly callused for a bar owner, felt simply heavenly on his dick. It had been a while since he was touched, and he was sensitive.
Diluc seemed like he knew just what he was doing too, his hand twisting in all of the right ways to make Zhongli fall apart. All the while, he was speaking softly in Zhongli's ear, encouraging him.
"It's ok to let go, Zhongli", and at the sound of his name on the redhead's lips, Zhongli let out a breathy gasp. "Fuck baby, you look so beautiful right now. Come for me."
At that, Zhongli's eyes rolled back a little, and he opened his mouth to moan. Clearly not wanting the Traveler to hear them, Diluc crashed his mouth into Zhongli's, swallowing his moan and finally tasting him.
Zhongli eagerly accepted the kiss, sucking on Diluc's tongue with vigor as the redhead's hand was working wonders on his dick. He was close, really close.
With just a few more tugs, Zhongli fell off of the edge. He came with a muffled moan, painting his underpants and Diluc's hand with cum. It was the best orgasm he had had in quite a while.
After a few more seconds of sloppily making out, Diluc slid his hand out of Zhongli's pants and wiped it off on the inside of his jacket. They both glanced over at the Traveler to make sure they hadn't noticed anything. They were humming away behind the bar, and it looked like Zhongli's Misty Garden would be done any moment.
"Compose yourself", Diluc whispered. "We'll continue this later."
Zhongli nodded and cleared his throat just in time for the Traveler (and Paimon, where did she pop out of?) to bring his tea to the table.
"Here you go, Zhongli! One Misty Garden." they beamed.
"Yeah try it try it!" Paimon squeaked.
As Zhongli took a sip, Diluc pushed his chair back with the squeak of wood on wood and stood.
"I enjoyed our...discussion on the finer points of tea, Mr. Zhongli. Please do come again", the redhead said with a side glance and a barely imperceptible wink.
Zhongli gulped and nodded. “I sure will.”