[Dohalim's eyes flutter closed as soon as he feels Zhongli's hand wrap around his cock; he brings both arms up to loop around the back of the deity's neck to brace himself. fuck himself on his cock, as hard as he wants? he's sure he can do that. but when Zhongli mutters those words in his ear, paired with that tongue dragging along it, he lets out a shudder that wracks his body, before nodding. to be filled again... how much more could his body take? how much more will his belly swell...
shifting his legs around so he's resting on his knees, Dohalim pulls himself up, gasping at the drag of Zhongli's dick against the ring of muscle around it, letting him really feel the size difference of the entire length. with it's tapered shape, he can feel cum seep out from him around it; there's a thought somewhere thinking this will be a bit messy. but... he doesn't really mind, at this point. dropping himself down swiftly, a cracked moan slips from his lips, arms tightening around Zhongli's shoulders tightly, before he sets a pace. it's quick and rough, hips snapping up and down with such fervor, wet skin slapping against wet skin filling the space. it's so lewd, how wanton he is, but when it comes to Zhongli, he finds he wants to be.
he can feel tears forming in the corners of his eyes at the sheer pleasure of it all, as well as the strain from his cock; he's so hard, it's nearly impossible, he thinks, and he can feel himself quickly hurtling towards his second orgasm. whines and other sounds slip out of him in a continuous string, mingled with Zhongli's name, along with words of how good he feels in him, and how much he wants to be filled. it's so much and not enough all at once, even as his pace quickens to the point of desperation]
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shifting his legs around so he's resting on his knees, Dohalim pulls himself up, gasping at the drag of Zhongli's dick against the ring of muscle around it, letting him really feel the size difference of the entire length. with it's tapered shape, he can feel cum seep out from him around it; there's a thought somewhere thinking this will be a bit messy. but... he doesn't really mind, at this point. dropping himself down swiftly, a cracked moan slips from his lips, arms tightening around Zhongli's shoulders tightly, before he sets a pace. it's quick and rough, hips snapping up and down with such fervor, wet skin slapping against wet skin filling the space. it's so lewd, how wanton he is, but when it comes to Zhongli, he finds he wants to be.
he can feel tears forming in the corners of his eyes at the sheer pleasure of it all, as well as the strain from his cock; he's so hard, it's nearly impossible, he thinks, and he can feel himself quickly hurtling towards his second orgasm. whines and other sounds slip out of him in a continuous string, mingled with Zhongli's name, along with words of how good he feels in him, and how much he wants to be filled. it's so much and not enough all at once, even as his pace quickens to the point of desperation]
Zh-Zhongli... I... I almost...