[ Zhongli's expression lifts into something more genuinely joyous at Childe's response, slight concern that Childe may not have responded favorably to his request melting away instantly. And such a creature of habit Zhongli is, the steps on how he got into this position have already been carefully recorded (despite his eroding memory) so that he might get a similar response in the future.
But for now-- for now... ]
Then I shall do my best to ensure that this is a pleasurable experience.
[ And without any further explanation, he reaches down to grip Childe's ankles and hoist them into his lap. Perhaps if he thought about it, Zhongli should be concerned on how someone of his profession was able to manhandle one of (if not the) strongest mortal in the Snezhnayan military. But he thinks not of that as he strips Childe of his boots. And then his outer coat. And then the bits of armor he wears on his person. And then his belt. All articles of items are folded and arranged neatly next to Tonia's (a matching set of discarded clothing if such a detail would catch Childe's attention) before Zhongli leans forward again - one hand on the Harbinger's ankles as has kept the other's legs draped over his lap. ]
There.
[ And with his free hand, Zhongli reaches out to start to smooth Childe's unruly hair back into place. That was his original mission, after all. ]
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But for now-- for now... ]
Then I shall do my best to ensure that this is a pleasurable experience.
[ And without any further explanation, he reaches down to grip Childe's ankles and hoist them into his lap. Perhaps if he thought about it, Zhongli should be concerned on how someone of his profession was able to manhandle one of (if not the) strongest mortal in the Snezhnayan military. But he thinks not of that as he strips Childe of his boots. And then his outer coat. And then the bits of armor he wears on his person. And then his belt. All articles of items are folded and arranged neatly next to Tonia's (a matching set of discarded clothing if such a detail would catch Childe's attention) before Zhongli leans forward again - one hand on the Harbinger's ankles as has kept the other's legs draped over his lap. ]
There.
[ And with his free hand, Zhongli reaches out to start to smooth Childe's unruly hair back into place. That was his original mission, after all. ]
Is this better?