amber eyed.

   Lithe fingers slip Zhongli’s tie from his coat, before collecting fabric in palm. With a hardy tug, he’s pulled closer to the doctor, face near face as neither breaks their gaze. From this distance it’s easy for him to take in Baizhu’s details – how he was fragranced with Mist Flowers, how his emerald hair framed his face, and how hungry his serpentine eyes appeared. Zhongli knew of romance. But, Baizhu had no want of that. The entire night would be one with no feelings or strings attached, and Zhongli was free to do whatever he wanted as long as he wasn’t utterly selfish.

   He understood all of the rules for tonight and was determined to follow them all.

   It’s seeing that coy smile on Baizhu’s face that makes Zhongli act, pushing the other down onto the bed, wasting little time with having Baizhu catch his mouth with his own. The kiss is rough and lacks whatever elegance one imagined the gentleman had, intent on allowing Baizhu to feed on whatever desire he wished to fill himself with, and it doesn’t take long for the other man to release Zhongli’s tie so he can wrap slender arms around his neck. Through lips and teeth, his tongue makes room for itself in the other’s, wishing to entangle with Baizhu’s own.

   Carnal and hungry, and if he thought too hard on the sloppiness of it all, Zhongli might have found himself drawing away to collect himself. Instead, he draws out every moan from Baizhu that he can – fingers entangling into his hair, with nails scraping against his scalp. There’s no room for idle thoughts as his own hands place themselves onto Baizhu’s back, following the curve of his spine as the other arches against him. It’s only when he means to bring nails against the other’s skin does he give pause. As human as he appeared, Zhongli was anything but – and it didn’t help the doctor’s case, who was neither a warrior nor an adventurer.

   Caught on another thought, he doesn’t realize the kiss is broken until he feels a hand grasp his jaw, forcing him to gaze into the other’s annoyed glare. No words need to be spoken for him to understand the gravity of his actions – thoughtless actions of pity towards Baizhu’s condition would only serve to create friction between the two, and ruin tonight where rules didn’t exist. For an odd reason it makes him smirk, breaking the beads of saliva between them as he presses his weight against his partner, burying his head into the doctor’s neck to mark skin with teeth. The returned whine only serves to hasten the speed at which he undoes his own tie before snapping the buttons of his coat and undershirt with one motion.

   With clothing shed, he moves to descend onto Baizhu’s stomach, planting kisses while avoiding teeth ( he’d been told that marking his abdomen was off-limits long ago ), before trailing his mouth up. He moves dangerously slow, and he places a warm palm on the man’s bare side, joining his mouth in the movement upward. Upon lips being brought to the hem of the doctor’s crop top, Zhongli wastes little time in taking the fabric in his mouth, lifting Baizhu’s top up and over, allowing hand to slide up and freely explore his own exposed chest. Palm brushing over pectorals as he feels soft skin, at times making moves to grope a pec roughly. Fangs exposed as he holds the shirt firmly in his teeth, amber eyes stare down the doctor who finally makes move to slip a leg between Zhongli’s own, thigh raising to brush against his crotch. It causes a grunt to leave his throat, eyes narrowing at his companion who wears a sly expression, tempting him even more.

   There’s no more hesitation as he releases the crop top from his mouth, directing teeth and tongue to Baizhu’s chest, thumb brushing across one nipple as his mouth collects the other. Drawing out small mewls, the doctor didn’t let up in his own actions as he continued rubbing his leg against Zhongli’s crotch, intended to test his resistance to gentle friction. There was no reason to deny pleasure as Zhongli decides to play along, rocking hips in awkward rhythm as he continues to toy with Baizhu, teeth gently tugging on the sensitive nib as the other one is pinched between his thumb and finger. Occasionally he releases to allow his tongue to run against it, taking in the feeling of the erect nipple against wet flesh with curiosity. Eventually, Baizhu decided he had enough of waiting, hand reaching to grasp Zhongli’s groin, palming his slowly growing erection. There’s a muffled groan from the ex-Archon as his hips lock into place, weight pressing down into the doctor’s hand – and with that moment of pause, Baizhu pushes his free hand against Zhongli’s shoulder, effectively swapping positions as he quickly straddles the other.

   Blinking in sudden disbelief, Zhongli looks up at him, watching as Baizhu strips off his own top before throwing it aside. Body nestled between his thighs, he finds the doctor’s hand still on his crotch and it’s only when Baizhu catches his notice that he cups his groin more firmly, worked fingers attempting to make out the full details beneath the fabric of his suit pants. No matter how he attempts to stiffen his groan, he knows how skilled he is when it came to understanding anatomy, touching down in just the right places to elect louder noises. The extra effect that came with it was how the bulge in his pants became more prominent, curving in the doctor’s palm ever so slightly.

    ❝  …Mr. Zhongli.  ❞

   With a raised eyebrow he watches as Baizhu lowers himself down to Zhongli’s groin, head close to nearly resting on his pelvis with hands situated on the buckle of his belt. A mischievous twinkle in his eye only serves to excite him more, waiting with baited breath for the next move, as gentle finger tracing the outline of his erection

    ❝  Mr. Zhongli, why don’t we rent the room for an extra night...?  ❞

    ❝  …Another night? …I’m afraid I’ve only brought enough Mora for one.  ❞

   Even with that reply, Baizhu didn’t lose face, smile still plastered on his face. ❝  Is that so? It can’t be helped in that case.  ❞ With slow movements he begins to undo Zhongli’s belt as he continues to speak.