[and it's that reaction that Dohalim is waiting for; there's a small, but wicked grin on his face as he grinds down again. warm pleasure spreads from his hips throughout his body as he lets out a soft sigh. there's something so wrong here, something he should stop before it gets to far, before he hurts Zhongli, but at the same time, with the deity's body reacting in such a way, how could he stop? and with the corruption fogging his senses, it would just seem like a losing battle. he doesn't even try to reach out through it, this time, but instead lets it blanket him. it's... cold, but warm at the same time. tumultuous, but comforting. he can feel his fear and anxiety, his anger, but... he just leans into it, instead of fights it.
perhaps... falling into it won't be so bad...
he continues the movements for a moment or two more, before he moves to stand. he should have his regalia removed; it wouldn't do to get it messy, after all. he supposes he should also let Zhongli have the dignity of clothes he can put back on after all is said and done, too]
Strip, and then when you're done, undress me. Do be careful, this time, your last attempt was sloppy.
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perhaps... falling into it won't be so bad...
he continues the movements for a moment or two more, before he moves to stand. he should have his regalia removed; it wouldn't do to get it messy, after all. he supposes he should also let Zhongli have the dignity of clothes he can put back on after all is said and done, too]
Strip, and then when you're done, undress me. Do be careful, this time, your last attempt was sloppy.