Excerpt (a little taste of my style)
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Zhongchi (Genshin Impact) NSFW time from 'Je t'aimais, je t'aime, je t'aimerai'
Anal fingering, sex without contact (Childe masturbate himself while Zhongli talks)
Ajax nodded. He turned on the tape, letting the steam surround them once again. It was agreeable on the skin, as much as the water slithering on his skin. He opened the tub, spreading cream on his fingers then looked at Zhongli and couldn’t help a smile as the man placed his arms in his back as a promise, as a security.
Ajax slithered down his hand. He brushed his still irritated intimacy, closed his eyes as the fingers entered within him.
“GeoDaddy…”
“I’m here, Tartaglia.”
Ajax smiled. He opened the eyes.
“I love you.”
He moved his fingers inside of him, looking him as he was doing so. He thought he would have to imagine Zhongli doing it again, but Zhongli’s eyes were looking at him with love and respect, and it seemed those eyes loved him perfectly. Those eyes starting to shine as the first wave of pleasure changed Ajax’s face was all he needed. Zhongli said nothing, request nothing, not like those on private who would request he’d go faster, deeper or whatever, he was witnessing the way Ajax wanted to pleasure himself. He was adoring every second of it.
Ajax let out a moan and noticed the sparkles in the amber eyes. The eyes caressing his feverish body, the eyes adoring his hips bucking, the eyes whispering ‘I love you’ his closed lips didn’t utter.
Ajax knew his work by heart but he knew it wasn’t work. At this exact moment, he couldn’t utter ‘I want you’ and it was even harder than his body yelled for the ease of those lips, those fingers. Those eyes loved him so right, his moved his fingers fast and deeper, barely letting himself breath but his body ached that skin against his skin, Zhongli’s body who could whisper ‘mine’ for those lips who refused to bring him in dangerous earth.
“Daddy…” Ajax whispered. His fingers twitched, pressed the erotic zone and made him moan in a way that made Zhongli twitch. He let out a chuckle as his fingers decupled their efforts at the special spot. “Do you like it?” he asked under his breath.
Zhongli firmly nodded, looking at the feverish body. The water was merging with the sweat, turning the body into a spectacle even more astonishing, even more sumptuous with streams that would suddenly change their way as the body perked, twitched plus the fact they seemed to frame the most beautiful area of Ajax’s anatomy and make his body gleam.
As the make-up had been chased away from the tender washing, Zhongli realized how much it was Ajax: his freckled face adorned with pleasure, his nipples turning redder under the desire, his belly–the precious dragon piercing as a beacon in the fog of lust–contracting and dancing as Ajax wriggled, his hips appearing even paler because of the tan marks bucking as if they called Zhongli, his longs legs quivered with bliss…
The tattoo so bright in the glass as Ajax moved the hand to hold himself, grasping the top of the stall.
The proof Ajax will always be his. And better again… the proof he will always belongs to Ajax thanks to his twin tattoo.
“You’re beautiful,” he said.
Ajax chuckled. A chuckle turning into a soft moan full of desire.
“How… how would you fuck me…?”
Zhongli followed the journey of an insolent droplet lazily rolling along the wrist to caress the erogenous area.
“I wouldn’t fuck you…”
Ajax couldn’t help moving his fingers faster. That voice was making him so horny. “I mean, if…”
“I would make love to you,” Zhongli cut short. Ajax violently blushed. His fingers twitched with desire, and he couldn’t help a moan. “Slowly, deeply, lovingly.”
Ajax always hated those who tried to command him word by word, thrust by thrust, those giving him order while he was doing his work. He knew it better than them, and they were all pathetic in the process. He would always please the customers, thought, often cheating to indulge his own pleasure because if they wanted the total it wouldn’t happen with their ghastly performance.
But when Zhongli said those words, although his body yelled ‘more!!’ and even ‘faster!!’ he just naturally complied, slow and deep thrust.
“Ah… Like… like th…is?” He almost bit his tongue under a jolt of pleasure.
“Yes,” Zhongli said. “I’ll move deeply in you, touching you, making you feel I’m there, how much I love you… deeply so you can feel more inside while I’ll hold your waist, press my chest on your chest, my lips on your lips. It would be just us.”
“Daddy…” Ajax begged.
Zhongli slightly moved forward. “I’ll take you slowly so I’ll know I won’t hurt you, slowly so you can savour each thrust.”
Ajax stared at him as he grew closer, but didn’t pull back although his back braced itself and his head pressed on the glass.
“Then I’ll go faster.” The fingers complied. “Not that fast,” Zhongli corrected with a short glance. “I want to thrive you to your climax with measured paces. I’m not sprinting with you, I’m not trying to win a race.”
He lifted his hand, the tattooed one, and grasped the top of the glass, letting his hand at a few centimetres from Ajax’s. Ajax looked up.
“I’m not touching you,” Zhongli said with a gentle tone.
Ajax nodded, and twitched with pleasure as he felt Zhongli leaning over him.
“But I’m making you love thoroughly, my hands on your waist. I love your moans. I love them so much, and you’re so beautiful. I can’t help but going faster each time you moan.”
Ajax closed the eyes, thrusting faster at the rhythm of his own moan. He let out a scream of pleasure as he brushed again his softest spot.
Zhongli moved his other hand, placing it against the glass. Ajax felt the movement but didn’t open the eyes.
“Please…” He moved away his fingers, only to press three on them inside, trying to feel the sensation it would be to have him inside. “… Daddy, please… I… I can’t handle more, I… I want you…” Ajax pressed his body against the glass. “Daddy… fu… fuck me with your… words…”
“That spot that gave you such a marvelous sound… I’ll touch it again. Each thrust for it, my hands on your hips so I can feel you search for the next blow, and adore this spot with deep and fast thrust.”
“More,” Ajax requested.
“Faster,” Zhongli said in his ear. “Faster.”
“Da…ah…ddy, I’m about…”
Zhongli moved slightly away, approached his lips from the moaning one.
“I’ll hold your waist, lean over you, thrust deeply. A strong and loving thrust as I tell you ‘I love you’.”
Ajax didn’t know if it was the words or his fingers but his whole body contracted as waves of pleasure swallowed him and made him lose contact with the reality. His legs abandoned, and he crashed.
His knees didn’t hit the floor though.
“Shit, sorry, I…”
“No,” Ajax said, wrapping his arms around the shoulders after a gentle brush for the hands resting on his waist that preventing him to fall. “I don’t mind…”
Zhongli caressed his hair, kissed his face. Ajax offered him his lips and Zhongli gladly kissed them as he held him closer.
“You were beautiful,” Zhongli whispered.
Zhongchi (Genshin Impact) from 'Aimer'
Contain half-Dragon Zhongli, & rough sex
His lips moved, whispering a word that no one could ever heard.
Water gathered in his hand as he lowered it on the back of his beloved. His weapon exploded in droplet as a golden energy filled the room.
Tartaglia felt a hand on his wrist, and he shook as he saw the scales spread on Zhongli’s cheeks, as he saw a horn, two horns, three horns. A tail waved violently in the air, slapping it like a whip and the amber eyes watching at him with adoration a few seconds ago were now cor lapis eyes with a dragon pupil watching at him with resent, deception.
“Nice try, Childe,” he purred.
‘Fuck!’ Tartaglia thought.
Zhongli–oh no… Morax.–leaned over him, licking the tears away from his cheeks, and Tartaglia could only shiver as he felt the wet serpentine member lick him.
“Keep on trying your best.”
The words were cruel. Tartaglia tried to move away, but the clawed hand pinned his wrist in the bed. Tartaglia heard the shred of the mattress protector’s fabric, and the other hand came on his waist, the claws digging in.
Tartaglia yelped his pain, and pulled the head backwards, offering his throat in sign of submission. Morax thrusted in him, and Tartaglia welcomed it with a moan. His gesture was a bit less delicate than previously. Tartaglia felt his brain disconnect under the rough back and forth, hold on place, forced to be adored like a nice little doll, his body cheered and his lips praised.
“Morax!” he hummed with delight.
“Ajax,” Morax growled back, licking his throat.
“Hm! Yes,” he praised. “Ma-ah-ke… Hm-me feel your… ah… div…ine…hm… wra-ahth!!”
“Is that so?”
Morax moved faster, deeper, his claws digging in the waist, the bed begging for this to stop while Tartaglia begged for more.
“Is this why you tried to kill me? To spice up our sexual life?” Morax asked at his ear.
His tongue followed the curve and Tartaglia braced himself under a more violent assault. He couldn’t keep his eyes open anymore, wrapped by the pleasure.
Tartaglia shook his head. His hand came on the back of the God, and Morax let him do, even when the nails dug deep in it, leaving blood on their trail for it wasn’t an act of War but Love.
“I… I have… a mission…” he hiccupped. “I have to… bring… Hm… More… Morax.” He yelped of joy as Morax’s hand moved, grabbing one of his ankles to lay it on his shoulder and his other hand pushed open his other thigh. He purred, feeling the claw coming in the tender flesh. “… Gno…sis…”
The claws came down, the twin organs slithered inside with more violence, and Morax stared at the pure ecstasy on the pretty face.
“As long as I’m bearing the Gnosis, you have to stay in Liyue.”
Tartaglia nodded and praised, begged for more.
“Do you love me?”
Tartaglia hiccupped, opening the eyes despite the bliss as his lips let out a shocked ‘Zhongli!!’
“Do you love me?!” Morax growled, stopping moving.
Tears appeared at the corner of the blue eyes. Morax let go of the murderous wrist to gather a droplet.
“How dare you asking?! Of course, I love you!” Morax stared at him. “But I belong to Tsarista and I have a mission! And when I’ll have the Gnosis…”
“You’ll leave…”
Tartaglia looked away, lowering his hand. Morax grabbed it. Tartaglia let him do without protesting, but was surprised as the clawed and scaled fingers hugged his. He intertwined their hands, and let out a moan as he felt the body move within him. He stared at Morax in the eyes, saw his smile and couldn’t help a smile as well.
“As long as the Gnosis is mine… you belong to me…”
Tartaglia wanted to protest, but his heart made him nod as the twin organs adored his softest spot again.
“Say it.”
“I-ah! Belong to… you,” he whispered. How it was delicious to say. “I belong-hm-to you… I… hm… belong to Mora-ahx! To… you… Zhongli…”
Morax kissed the indolent, docile lips.
“As long as the Gnosis is mine…” He thrusted harder, making the painted nails dug in his back, the hips wave against him. “… you won’t leave Liyue.”
“I have… I have to… keep trying… but…”
“I won’t let you leave Liyue,” Morax growled loving the soft spot.
“YES!!” Tartaglia yelled against his lips.
And Morax was almost sure it was as much as pleasure than because of the promise, the promise to never been torn apart. He could deal with his future wife trying to steal his Gnosis, that could only spice their live… As long as he was allowed to see him smile, to hear him moan, he’ll do anything to please the pretty Harbinger he stole to the Queen of Ice.
Zhongchi (Genshin Impact) from Matador
/ ! \ This is Consensual non-consent this excerpt has seemingly touching against one's will, blackmailing and degradation
“My wife will definitely hate me,” Zhongli replied with a sigh. He showed the screen and Ajax leaned over it. “My wife is…” Zhongli’s fingers slightly pressed on the fabric following the movement of the round bottom, forcing it to rise a little. Ajax froze. “...always making sure I will stay healthy. I have been blessed when our paths met…”
“Xiansheng, I…” The fingers pulled the skirt a bit more up, revealing the prettiest underwear. “Xiansheng, this is…”
“Absolutely lovely,” Zhongli replied. “Shouldn’t you do your work?”
“Yes, yes! Sorry.” Ajax gulped and lowered his hand towards the skirt to put it back on place.
He could only let out a light yelp as he felt a hand on his wrist.
“No,” Zhongli firmly said, “I prefer you like this.”
Ajax blushed and forced himself to focus on the screen. It was just a few moments. Leaning in, he took control of the keyboard to quickly smash the keys and correct the few mistakes he saw. Zhongli laid against the back of his seat, observing the light twitch of the bottom as his body moved to press the appropriate letters.
Here they were. Job done. Ajax pulled away, but a hand held him back, the fingers slithering under the delicate fabric.
“What were my mistakes?” he asked.
“N… Nothing grave, really,” Ajax stuttered. “It was perfect.”
He twitched as a finger approached his intimacy.
“I saw you typing a moment… It’s bad to lie, Ajax.”
“Morax Xiansheng, I… It was… everybody would…”
“Liar,” Zhongli said. “And now… what a delicate little surprise,” he hummed.
His fingers closed around a smooth surface, tugging on it. He smirked as he watched at the purple plug now laying on his hand.
Ajax blushed, squeezing his body feeling so hot and needy from having been touched this way. “Please… let me leave,” he begged, not even watching at him in the eyes.
“I need to finish this letter.”
“Naturally, i’ll check it when you will be done, if you want to? Mail it to… ah!” he squeaked as the finger came back against his gaping intimacy, asking to be filled to replace the plug now laying on the floor.
Zhongli stared at him, smiling.
“I will need a bit of encouragement to finish this letter,” Zhongli said. Ajax dared a look towards him and pressed his hand on his lips as the finger explored him. With his other hand, the CEO unfastened the buckle of his belt. “You know what you should do, isn’t it? You’re a smart boy,” he praised.
“Please…”
“Should I tell you what to do? I’ll be very disappointed.”
Ajax’s nails entered in his flesh, trying to hold back his painful moan.
“Pl… Please… i’ll… i’ll call the police if you don’t let me leave. I’ll press ch…”
“Now, now… Who will they listen to? A little slut who came at work with a sexy lingerie and a plug to keep him well open to be used, or a beloved CEO like me?” Zhongli asked.
“I… I can do whatever I want. I…”
“On your knees, Ajax,” Zhongli commanded with a cold voice.
“I will…”
“On your knees now or I fire you. Wouldn’t you hate bringing disgrace over your family? Your poor husband…”
Ajax stared at him with tears in his eyes, forced to feel every movement of the finger loving him too much.
“Please move your hand…” Zhongli pressed his finger deeper, making him yelp of pleasure as an intimate spot was discovered. Ajax sobbed. “I… I can’t kneel if you…”
“Oh… My apologies,” Zhongli said. “I thought you were being a naughty boy.”
He pushed away his hand, watching as Ajax, shivering, knelt on the floor. Zhongli moved his foot to lay it under the round bottom, and, pliant, Ajax pressed himself against it.
“Good boy,” Zhongli praised, rubbing the tip of his shoe against the intimacy through the delicate lingerie. “You are my favourite employee, you know?”
Ajax would have been so happy a few minutes ago, now, he just opened his mouth, tears streaming down his round cheek.
Zhongli hummed with approbation and moved closer. He ripped open the button of his pants, pulled it down and unshrouded the organ that was too happy to come snuggle in the docile mouth.
Ajax gulped down, swallowed back his sobs, and forced himself to move his lips around this still flaccid thing, taking the humiliation even more. He had to be the one turning this useless thing into the weapon that might lay more hurt in him again. He heard the sound of the key smashed and felt like the actress of a bad porn movie… or the name in a sad banner headline. Yet, he still moved his lips around the flesh, too applicate in what he was doing despite the tears pearling at his lashes.
I also invite you to get a look to a few short stories of mine:
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A Zhongchi commission 'Ma préférence'
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A 3P Zhonghthochi (Zhongli looks, Thomachi only for actual act) 'Deux à aimer'
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A Zhongchi ABO 'Et mourir de plaisir'
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A 3P Childecest (Foul Legacy x Delusion x Childe) 'Loving yourself'
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