“There was a powerful grip on the back of Childe’s arm as the two walked side by side into the palace. When the inner gate closed securely behind them, the Harbinger found himself slammed against the wall of the empty hallway, pinned beneath a very needy, very heavy dragon god.

Zhongli pressed every inch of his body flush with Childe’s, unable to be parted. He buried his face in the crook of Childe’s neck to drink in his familiar scent, nuzzling over the spot where his mating mark lay hidden by a thick fur collar. The rumble of his chest was apparent even through their layers. He could not stop himself, long-denied instinct taking over any rational thought.”

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