[Dohalim almost tells Zhongli that there's oil in a drawer in the beside table that would probably make things a little easier, but when he feels the digits against his lips, he drops his hand to grasp at the deity's wrist before letting those fingers slip into his mouth. eyes dip half closed as he sucks on them fervently, tongue swirling around in between them. it's almost as if he's done this before, and honestly, maybe he has. though, sometimes, he does prefer to be... handled a little more roughly, this is fine.
what won't be fine, however, is when he finds out Zhongli's planning on holding back a little bit. no, he's already here, he's already keyed up like this that it'll only result in whining and bargaining if the deity denied him. he feels good, but he wants Zhongli to feel good, too. but for now, not knowing of those plans, Dohalim will continue to suck on his fingers, moaning softly around them as he looks up at the other man, lust clouding his eyes]
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what won't be fine, however, is when he finds out Zhongli's planning on holding back a little bit. no, he's already here, he's already keyed up like this that it'll only result in whining and bargaining if the deity denied him. he feels good, but he wants Zhongli to feel good, too. but for now, not knowing of those plans, Dohalim will continue to suck on his fingers, moaning softly around them as he looks up at the other man, lust clouding his eyes]