[ it's easy—too easy to fall into Zhongli's pace until he knows nothing else. so easy to forget everything else except the adeptus and what they're sharing together in this moment.
Ajax welcomes the haze that clouds out everything else. It helps him relax with Zhongli, helps his thrusts all feel that much better inside of Ajax. His expression loses the signs of any turmoil or conflict that may have been present in favor of simple and pure desire and the enjoyment of the pleasure he's being given. it feels so ... so so damn good, he doesn't want it to ever end.
When he can, he'll nip or kiss at Zhongli's skin wherever he can reach without interfering in letting Zhongli have control or violate his agreement to let the other do everything— he's far enough gone now that it isn't feeling like he is not giving enough in exchange to the other or any other self-conscious worries like that.
Ajax never stops watching Zhongli, though. His blue eyes glassy and heavy with lust and pleasure, he whispers hotly against the adeptus's ear when possible about how good it feels, to keep thrusting just so when he feels a delicious spot hit, and his body responds so very sensually to Zhongli like he's been made to enjoy whatever is given to him by this individual at the most extreme possible level of delight. ]
Please... Oh... like that...! Ah—!
[ Ajax's breath hitches sharply as he feels the sudden pressure build exponentially, his sounds becoming more desperate. Although he'll try and resist climaxing as he doesn't want it to end, Zhongli's relentless pace will make any attempt to resist crumble completely quite quickly. He'll squirm, trembling as he's dragged to the apex of pleasure and forced over the edge into orgasm. He can't remember that last time he felt one so intense and satisfying as this with such incredibly bone-level deep levels of satiation to his neediness.
His heat dissipates and he finds himself only able to focus on making sure Zhongli finds his own pleasure now. And once he does, Ajax will revel in that, too. ]
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Ajax welcomes the haze that clouds out everything else. It helps him relax with Zhongli, helps his thrusts all feel that much better inside of Ajax. His expression loses the signs of any turmoil or conflict that may have been present in favor of simple and pure desire and the enjoyment of the pleasure he's being given. it feels so ... so so damn good, he doesn't want it to ever end.
When he can, he'll nip or kiss at Zhongli's skin wherever he can reach without interfering in letting Zhongli have control or violate his agreement to let the other do everything— he's far enough gone now that it isn't feeling like he is not giving enough in exchange to the other or any other self-conscious worries like that.
Ajax never stops watching Zhongli, though. His blue eyes glassy and heavy with lust and pleasure, he whispers hotly against the adeptus's ear when possible about how good it feels, to keep thrusting just so when he feels a delicious spot hit, and his body responds so very sensually to Zhongli like he's been made to enjoy whatever is given to him by this individual at the most extreme possible level of delight. ]
Please... Oh... like that...! Ah—!
[ Ajax's breath hitches sharply as he feels the sudden pressure build exponentially, his sounds becoming more desperate. Although he'll try and resist climaxing as he doesn't want it to end, Zhongli's relentless pace will make any attempt to resist crumble completely quite quickly. He'll squirm, trembling as he's dragged to the apex of pleasure and forced over the edge into orgasm. He can't remember that last time he felt one so intense and satisfying as this with such incredibly bone-level deep levels of satiation to his neediness.
His heat dissipates and he finds himself only able to focus on making sure Zhongli finds his own pleasure now. And once he does, Ajax will revel in that, too. ]