[ Once again, Zhongli blinks down at Ajax with an inscrutable gaze, the gears in his head turning with an almost audible grind. He's unsure of what Ajax is not misconstruing which makes the reassurance flimsy at best. Nor does he understand how feelings of jealousy and thus the accompanying tangle of issues thereafter are special and romantic.
Well, no— that's not quite true. He knows what they mean in literature, in plays and dramas and the retelling of poets. But that is for the benefit of the audience; the gift of entertainment. Those lines of reasoning have no place here where Zhongli is doing his best to cultivate a safe and honest space for Ajax.
Ah, what a bother.
But fortunately, Ajax provides him with a simple and elegant solution to this conundrum. To show that he is properly wooed by Ajax (for Zhongli does not need to act, he is quite charmed). And that is something he can easily do for the fox youkai.
Zhongli's tail wraps around one of the calves thrown over his shoulder, pulled taut to keep Ajax fully exposed in front of Zhongli. One hand presses at the fox's hip and the other the small of his back — all to keep his hips angled in just the way Zhongli likes. (Or what he thinks Ajax might like or think is properly possessive. Zhongli likes Ajax in any and all ways, after all.)
The kisses pressed to Ajax's lips now moved to the side of his throat, a hint of sharp canines and the rumble of a dragon accompanying the now rougher touches. The fluff of his tail thumps against the bare skin of Ajax's leg as he molds the younger into the exact position that he wants.
Yes.
Yes, Zhongli could act like that if that is what Ajax wanted. ]
Ajax.
[ The tone is breathier than before, the concern and tranquility sheered away from something more raw underneath. ]
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Well, no— that's not quite true. He knows what they mean in literature, in plays and dramas and the retelling of poets. But that is for the benefit of the audience; the gift of entertainment. Those lines of reasoning have no place here where Zhongli is doing his best to cultivate a safe and honest space for Ajax.
Ah, what a bother.
But fortunately, Ajax provides him with a simple and elegant solution to this conundrum. To show that he is properly wooed by Ajax (for Zhongli does not need to act, he is quite charmed). And that is something he can easily do for the fox youkai.
Zhongli's tail wraps around one of the calves thrown over his shoulder, pulled taut to keep Ajax fully exposed in front of Zhongli. One hand presses at the fox's hip and the other the small of his back — all to keep his hips angled in just the way Zhongli likes. (Or what he thinks Ajax might like or think is properly possessive. Zhongli likes Ajax in any and all ways, after all.)
The kisses pressed to Ajax's lips now moved to the side of his throat, a hint of sharp canines and the rumble of a dragon accompanying the now rougher touches. The fluff of his tail thumps against the bare skin of Ajax's leg as he molds the younger into the exact position that he wants.
Yes.
Yes, Zhongli could act like that if that is what Ajax wanted. ]
Ajax.
[ The tone is breathier than before, the concern and tranquility sheered away from something more raw underneath. ]
I do not think you want to see me lose control.