#zhongli x OC

[ekkurea]

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[themissinghand]

Genshin Impact: The Overworked God [1]

Part 2

Summary: In which one of the lore writers who help write the world of Genshin Impact was suddenly thrusted in the very world they created. He doesn't know how this happened and the way home seemed like a pipe dream.

Well, testing characters is one thing, but playing God?

Oh boy.

Note: SAGAU if you squint but not really. Mainly fluff and healing mainly between a tired worker and the oldest Archon.

Male OC!

Warning: Genshin themes with mentions of war, and death. And OC needs some rest.

"Good morning, your Grace." 

"5 more minutes..?" 

"You are the Creator."

It took approximately one hard pinch to the elbow and 55 seconds later that Kai decided (albeit begrudgingly) that this was his reality.

Always negotiate the terms and pay for any job.

Payment is obviously going back home, but also monetary compensation, enough to retire early as a billionaire. And maybe a nice villa. Or bed.

Until Kai goes home, he might as well get an easier life here.

Which clearly did not go as intended.

"I will not be the babysitter for any Archon." Kai already has countries to run, royal families to manage, and human relationships are ever so complicated. He doesn't have the time nor desire to babysit gods for goodness sake.

And besides, the 7 Archons comes so much later in time! 

He's a game writer, not a politician or babysitter! It's only because he played kingdom simulation games before and read too many fictional works that he could figure things out. 

Celestia is supposed to be his assistant since he's the Creator, but isn't he working too hard!? At this point, he's gonna retire early! 

"But your Grace, you cannot manage the world yourself. Archons can help manage them for you!" 

Yes, Celestia gave up in speaking in elegant and ambiguous ways after their first negotiation session. 

Kai thought about it for a bit before agreeing, anything that spelled less work for him, he'll take it! 

"But, I'm not going to be a babysitter!" 

Archon war? 

Stop making me do more work! 

What happened? It was peaceful for such a long time! 

Was it because there were too many gods or powerful creatures? Damn Celestia, you're supposed to keep it under control! 

Kai has a migraine everyday, so this wasn't surprising, but did the gods have to fight each other, just so only 7 left?! 

Celestia!

"It must be done your Grace! Isn't this what you and your team wrote?" 

"Well I changed my mind." 

"Your Grace! If you go out there now, they will use you and your powers!" 

"But I can't watch people die just because some stupid god or creature that wants power!"

Celestia remained silent at his outburst. 

"Tempus. It's too late, it had already begun." 

"Celestia!"

"Everything is your will after all. You wrote the story, didn't you?" 

It was then did Kai realize that Celestia didn't follow him, but rather the words and designs set by his team in the real world. 

Celestia is like an AI robot, one that only acts in accordance to the wishes of it's Creator. 

But isn't he the Creator right now?! Does this mean he needs more power to be recognized, or overthrow the set system? 

Kai stomped out in fury and for the first time, not as Kai, but the God of Time and Creation. 

Tempus.

Tempus never thought he would play God, but here he is, relying on his godly powers to save what's left of his creation. 

"Tempus." 

Kai sent his final message to his country's royal family before turning to greet the rude guest.

"Morax." One of the 7 victors of war, a newly appointed Archon, entered without announcing anything beforehand and immediately strides towards Kai. 

When Morax stops in front of him, there's an awkward silence between them, and Kai knows this man is waiting for something.

"No." But Kai declines. He's got why too much things to deal with and he's not going to do something he's done too many times. 

"Guizhong is dead." Kai frowns, ah, of course. 

"Please." Morax pleads, and Kai is put at odds when seeing the Lord of Geo so weak, so desperate.

"Morax. You know I cannot."

"Kai." He almost hisses, and Kai could care less.

"I'll do anything to bring everyone back."

"They will die no matter what."

Because I wrote it.

"Shut up!" Kai does not flinch when the God of Contracts claws at him. He simply stares into those golden eyes of fury and desperation.

"Turn back time! Do it!" The entire world quakes at his call, and Tempus is stuck. 

Stuck between pity and reality.

"If I do, what will you do? What can you do?" Tempus responds, tired of this entire show. He groans when he felt strong claws around his neck.

"I'll save Guizhong! I'll stop the Archon war!"

"You'll only suffer and regret." Like him.

"I will not." The resolve in his voice is undeniable. 

"If only you had been there with me then Guizhong-"

"Will die. If not by the war, then by her people."

"What?" Morax freezes, and Kai could hear the bitter realization hit him. 

"If not by her people, then by fate. If not by fate, then by Celestia, by YOU! You of all people know even Gods die, Morax. It's a war." Kai is sick of it. 

Tempus tried everything, but he is a powerless, useless god against his own pen in his home world. 

Morax inhales, then exhales.

"Do it. Turn back time."

Tempus sighs, a distant memory of a determined, hard-working, and adorable adepti resurfaced in his mind. 

He remembers laughing and writing Zhongli's character-

"One chance." Then the Lord of Geo lets go and bows.

"Thank you." Tempus puts a hand on Morax's bloodied shoulder and closes his eyes. 

This conversation turns into one of the past.

The Archon war occurs, and Tempus watches Morax fail.

If he prevents one red flag, another arises.

Everything repeats, like a never-ending cycle of torture.

"Morax." 

"Tempus." The God of Time stops behind his sitting figure in front of Guizhong and many of his colleagues' graves.

Tempus puts a glazed lily on each of the graves and offers his own condolences.

"Morax. It's over now. Return."

"And where would I return?" Tempus holds out his hand. 

"Then, come with me." 

Morax accepted and followed. 

For some reason, Morax holds onto his hand like his lifeline, and Tempus allows him.

Just like that, the two Gods made their way to Temporium, a land where time moves differently than in the rest of the world. 

Temporium is a wonderful nation.

Old as time, this country is the first nation Tempus raised from the ground. It is also the country that he chose to call "home". 

The royal family is the one that manages the country and Tempus is merely a guide and protector, helping them navigate the dangers of the past and the future.

His protective shield around this land slows down or speeds up time within the shield, creating a safe haven that is immune to any outside influences. 

Kai wants to make this country similar to his real home. 

Before he was thrown into this madness. 

Tempus leads Morax into a transparent dome known as a green house and stops. 

"Morax. Time is limited. So cherish it."

Surrounded by flowers and greenery, there stood a woman with a gentle smile.

"Morax?" 

Tempus watches them reunite and thinks that losing sleep is worth it. 

Looking up into the skies, Tempus thinks that since he was able to change fate, just slightly, it means Tempus is stronger, but not enough. 

Celestia is wavering. 

But he's too late.

Too many died, and too many suffered due to his hand. He can't just turn back time, for he will also revert to the past "him".

Nevertheless, Tempus swore to change the plot, and maybe, just maybe, end this never-ending madness. 

Seeing as to how Morax and Guizhong are fine, Tempus disappears and reappears under a cherry blossom tree.

There was another person he saved, a sister and leader to many. There, two sisters cried in each other’s arms like no tomorrow.

Tempus watches solemnly, and repeats the same disappearing and reappearing, many times.

Tempus shouldn't be at this tea party. 

"Morax. Let's rebuild Liyue."

"Guizhong. They betrayed you." Morax clearly looks like he was withholding his rage. 

"I know." Guizhong acknowledges, but isn't afraid. 

"But even so, I understand their reasons. To protect their land from an unwanted war."

Her kindness knows no bounds. Truly, no one deserves her. 

"Thus Morax, this time, we will rebuild Liyue with the adepti, and we will stand together. As always."

"Guizhong. I...cannot afford to lose you again." She smiles wistfully, and then looks at Tempus. 

"I too am afraid of disappearing, and without Tempus, perhaps I would have perished. It was he who saved me and led me to his realm to heal. For that, thank you." 

Morax too bows in gratitude.

"I apologize that I cannot save everyone." 

"That would be too much to ask from you, Tempus. For you are not an omnipotent, omniscient or omnipresent God." 

For the first time, Tempus feels slightly relieved at someone's words. 

"I'm sure you did your best and already changed so many people’s lives."

Huh. A soft smile blooms on his face and the two seemed surprised. 

Truly, no one deserves her.  

Eventually they leave, and Tempus, sends them off peacefully, wishing them the best.

Then, Liyue is built once again.

This time, they build the foundation and protect the city together.

But again, even the gods cannot go against time.

When Guizhong dies, she dies as she scatters her wisdom all over Liyue, to her people, to her country and to her loved ones.

This time, she dies without regrets.

This time, she dies because Celestia told her it was time.

There was no forewarning, but it looked like she knew. 

She spent the last of her time with Morax and Tempus before she fades and flutters away like dust.

Again, Morax receives a stone dumbbell, challenging him to unlock.

But this time, there was one thing that changed.

"Morax, I hope you can befriend Tempus. He's the oldest of all gods, the one who has drifted the longest among all. Yet, he is perhaps the one that is the loneliest and wisest, or perhaps that is why he acts the way he acts." She says after she gives him her dumbbell.

"If I have one regret, it would be that I have never gained his trust."

"Guizhong, that's impossible-"

"Morax, he has never shown us more than courtesy and kindness. Maybe I am greedy, but I want to become a friend to all." She smiles.

"That is why, I hope you can be his friend in place of I."

"Of course. By your gift, I pledge to fulfill your will." Morax holds her hand as she disintegrates.

"Thank you Morax. I hope only happiness and prosperity follow you."

Like dust, they slip through his fingers and disappear.

Like all of his comrades, friends, and loved ones.

And Tempus could only watch from the distance like a powerless God he is. 

"The loneliest and wisest huh..." 

He could only laugh bitterly.

"Tempus."

"Morax." The god replies with a low hum, "What brings you here?"

"I want to give you my gratitude."

"No need." Tempus does not turn to greet him, but simply continues to write. Morax watches him write with a mysterious utensil, a pen.

Tempus truly is worthy of being called a genius amongst geniuses.

A god who built a country, and protected his realm despite the Archon War, and survived. No wonder he is heavily respected and worshiped by his people.

"Teach me."

The god stops.

"What are you talking about?"

"Teach me how to build Liyue."

"It's already built."

"How to govern as a God." Without Guizhong and his friends, Morax is incapable of running a country. His hands were made to fight and seal monsters, not to care for people. 

"You do not need to govern a country. Barbatos-"

"He's a fool." Morax heard a muffled laugh.

"But his country is still functioning quite well isn't it?" Tempus turns around, his azure eyes meets his golden ones.

"Tempus."

"What will I get in return? God of Contracts?" Tempus smiles before he stands.

"What do you need?"

"Trade." Morax blinks.

"Free trade amongst civilians. No taxes or barriers." Morax doesn't quite understand his terms, but he's willing to learn.

"I accept."

"You don't even know what I said didn't you?" Tempus crosses his arms and shook his head.

"I believe you are a fair person and one who will teach me what I need to know.”

“Just like old times isn’t it?”

This was Morax's first contract, and certainly won't be the last. 

Time passes quickly, and soon, Morax and Barbatos become the two of the original seven left. 

Despite this, Tempus does his job as both a Creator and babysitter job well. 

He ensures Gods fulfill their duty and if they need help, they can seek him out. If Tempus ever saw something worth his time (which is like...every time), he too would interfere, gaining the Archons' favour. 

He realized the power of the butterfly effect. From saving Gods such as Guizhong and Makoto, even with what little power he had during the Archon War to extend their life, it played an immense part in changing the Archons themselves.

Again, too much work, and too little time. 

Even if he slows down time, he could never get enough sleep. 

It's also blatantly obviously the Archons are treating him too well, but he originally thought it made sense with all the effort he put in to change the plot. 

But their affectionate gestures increased after they found of he was the Creator.

Tempus really shouldn't have told Morax this a while back and allowed him to tell the other Archons. Luckily, he prevented them from telling anyone else under the pretense that it was his order. 

Even so, Kai finally feels a little more at ease. He could finally get some sleep. 

Could he really complain about the children (Archons) when they gave him the most premium material to sleep on? 

Or hear a private concert from a certain bard?

Or try out the best food in the jungles?

Or let him sleep under the giant cherry blossoms whenever he wants?

Or take him out to a hot springs in Liyue?

"Kai. How are you feeling?" Zhongli asks from behind him, who is washing his long, long hair. 

"Good...Thanks...Zhongli."

Kai can finally relax a bit and it’s well deserved. Taking care of kids is hard. Much less 7 at once.

At least they’re paying him back with interest.

Zhongli couldn't help but smile proudly when the sleepless God fell asleep in his domain.

He'd be sure to brag about this at their next Archon meeting. 

Not knowing it would be their last.

[ale-xakii]

Despite his quiet demeanor, the Geo Archon always wants to make sure that everyone feels involved in their gatherings.

Especially the mermaid that proved to be a worthy friend and ally of the adepti 💕

[n0tamused]

' How lucky you would be to catch a sight like this '

I love how this turned out and I truly cannot stress that enough. I haven't felt this happy about an art piece of mine in what feels like ages! Not saying I don't feel happy/proud of my other pieces, just saying that this one is just above all of those. It was a comfort as much as a passion to work on this. It's my lockscreen now❤️

My babies ❤️

This is just an AU of sorts where Jerenika lives during his time as the Prime adeptus as an immortal creature herself. I love them, you honor akwjeo2iek

[backupbitchbaby]

ARCHIMEDES

PROLOGUE

. .𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗟𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝗠𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗧𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵𝘀. .

"Experiment 8509, please try to move your right arm." the smaller silhouette does as asked, the attempt to move the right arm is successful with much struggle and hesitation.

"Very good, you've passed phase one..you may be useful after all. Phase two will be targeted soon..Tomorrow, we will start phase two. Be prepared 8509. Your orders until then are to rest.. Goodnight.." with the sound of heels clacking and a loud slam the room turned shifts into an uncomfortable silence.

...

"This is a doctor lociva, It seems Experiment 8509 behavior has become an issue. During phase one he was blank. Seemingly bored or dead if you wish, we are now at phase 5, he has become unpredictable and brash 8 other clones have been sent into his room to continue with phase 5 testing and each one has came out either dismembered or visibly unrecognizable, this may become a bigger issue later on if his emotional state gets worse. He may become a failed experiment later on. Please keep 8509 on notice.'' Just as the female's voice finishes talking, a slam is heard , the sight of a body flying to the other side of the hallway is seen, dismembered as the organs of the victim are missing as well as his eyes and tongue.

"this makes 9..please add this to the notice."

...

"Kuma.."

"Yes E8509?"

"I don't want this.."

"Unfortunately E8509..i have no say in this. And neither do you."

...

"This is doctor Locova speaking, doctor kuma has been killed by E8509, reason being unknown as doctor kuma didn't record her testing with experiment 8509, with only 5 qualified doctors left we may have to cancel the experiment with 8509. E8509 behavior has worsened much more than we expected. We have attempted to find out the cause of the emotional change, but every time it is brought up 8509 acts harsh and rash towards whoever. Even doctor kuma who was said to be the experiments favorite"

...

"It seems you have been causing trouble for my clones and doctors, no?" A deep chuckle is heard after the sentence yet he gets no response, just two young red eyes glaring at him almost murderously as he speaks."hm, it seems they weren't wrong about your rash behavior. You weren't this way when the experiments started. Or when we 'found' you." just as the male says this a loud crash is heard. "Nice try, but I'm a bit more experienced than my..workers." the male says a mocking smile is heard in his voice. "I suppose so..it's only a matter of time you slip up..." with a ragged and bored toned voice the older male finally gets a response out of the experiment. He chuckles before responding, "I suppose~ you're right, but only time will tell, 8509."

"You disgust me."

"I can tell."

Just experiment grunts at this going back to ignoring the doctor before here hears the sound of liquids being mixed.

"Don't worry. It's simply a numbing agent."

"I'm not going to let you."

"And why is that?"

"I have no reason to."

"Do you not trust me?"

"The last time I did it went wrong for me, did it not?"

"Hm, fair point."

Before The experiment can respond he feels a prick on his arm.

"Goodnight 8509. We will resume phase 12 while you're unconscious."

༒༒𝗔𝗥𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗗𝗘𝗦 ༒༒

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[mzredart]

redrawing one of my old zhongli art pieces bec of the art block lol

[firephoenix2020]

Did ever tell u guys I play genshin? No? good have some oc x canon art bc im a Zhongli simp. Also my HoYoLAB profile name is BlackSunMoon, u can go check me out if u want but I like never post on there lol-

Cute-

[inviouswriting]

Dragon and Phoenix ch 4

This is smut and my self-indulgent story.

Zhongli x my oc Aserla.

Content and warning below the cut.

Just focusing on some lovely detailed stuff. I might make a later reader story with similar elements. For now enjoying what I am writing for myself.

Warnings - detailed sex, like very graphic in body parts named, functions, and fluids. Urine in talk not in kink, squirting, fingering, multiple orgasms, masturbation, aftercare, established relationship they’re married as of chapter three. Unprotected sex, afab!oc. Sexual health talk, and well being.

Side note - I honestly don’t have a pee/piss kink I swear. What I detail where it comes up is in regard to sexual health ;3;

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Aserla is first to wake up and all she recalls is a sense of mild soreness in her lower body and feeling nothing but warmth. The second thing that registers is the soft feel of skin against her own and a hand slowly rubbing up and down along her waist as if feeling her body. She feels a tenderness along her privates and her memories of the previous night echo in her head. How Zhongli and her got pass that last barrier and had made love for the first time. The hand on her hip moves to touch along her back, as if the former archon is mapping every speck of her out. Maybe tracing over the little freckles along her shoulders where she feels him making diamonds in connecting the dots. Aserla isn’t ready to see his face after being so intimate with him, she instead buries her face further into his chest as she feels vulnerable.

Zhongli has been awake for a while; he has been admiring his now wife in his arms snuggled up so close to him it is endearing to see her cling to him even in her sleep. He ghosts his fingers along her face using the back of his fingers to caress her cheek and along her neck. He is also feeling vulnerable after giving so much of himself, the next stage for both of them, they know is eventually children. He continues to glide his hands on her body grounding her to himself, and also grounding himself to her. The archon is aware she is awake but lets her sort through her head before he says anything to her.

Aserla feels fingers carding through her hair; it comforts her in the sense that he’s there trying to ease the feeling of what it meant to give herself to him in such an intimate way. She recalls the way she had clung to his body, her face making embarrassing expressions that she couldn’t help, but hearing his moans and the way he lost himself in her. She finds herself blushing and cannot wait to see him in that state of arousal again. 

“Morning.” Aserla breaks the silence and pulls back to look at his face finally. Warm amber eyes regard her with such reverence and gentleness in them. He leans in to place a gentle kiss on her lips to greet her properly as his voice has a slight raspier tone from the morning.

“Morning my dear. Did you sleep well? Do you need up?” He checks with her and sees her nodding. He understands to let her get up for the usual morning rituals, he chuckles a bit seeing her on shaky legs still but watches her with mild worry in case she falls from unsteadiness. ”I slept okay, and yes. I’ll return to you.” She blushes as he knows why she needs up; he had taken care of himself well before she woke up. Aserla still feels shy about it, needing regular bodily functions when in the presence of an archon, let alone the Geo archon. She contemplates whether or not to put a robe on or something to shield her body as she walks through the house. She decides against it when walking makes her groin more sensitive to touch. When she is alone and after relieving her body, she finds herself looking over her body. She sees all the small red marks on her neck from where he had kissed and sucked on her skin. Her breasts feel tender from the way he squeezed them or how much they moved when he thrust into her. 

Aserla moves her hands to look at the one spot on her body, where he had kissed and been inside of. She parts her sensitive folds to see how much of it has changed, she notes how darker pink in some spots it is from the way he rubbed against her inner walls. She spreads more of herself moving to sit in front of the full mirror to properly see herself. She doesn’t see much of a difference from before except how her thighs have mild redness from what it took to take him into her. She looks at herself in different angles even a slight embarrassing one of bending over to see how it looks that way. Aserla sees the slight indentation on her hips where his hands held her in place as he loved her. She traces her fingers over the marks and how much bigger his hands are compared to hers.  She soon leaves the room to head back to their room. 

Zhongli gives her time to return to him, he himself is looking over his body. The slight scratches he got from where her nails dug into his arms or hips. He looks down along his penis to see any define changes. He smooths the skin down and can feel that stir within him from touching along the side of himself. He leaves himself alone upon hearing the soft footfalls of his wife and leaves the blanket at his waist. When he sees her poke her head in, she notes how red face she is and gives her a charmed smile to get her to come to him.

Aserla approaches the bed and climbs back into it, choosing to sit on his waist and tugging the blanket up over them both. She lays on top of him and finds herself resting her face on his chest again.

“Take care of all you needed? You were in there for a while.” Zhongli looks her over, and smiles when she lifts her head to look at him. She feels bashful when she meets his gaze from seeking his arms. Feeling his body better against her own she shivers when he runs his hands on her shoulders to her back. He smiles when he feels her receptive to his touch. 

“I did… I um… just wanted to look at myself a bit.” Aserla admits why she took so much longer, and Zhongli only smiles to this understanding as he did the same thing. Checking for evidence of what they have done, that they really did love each other. 

“Satisfy your curiosity?” Zhongli meets her eyes seeing her blushing. He takes her face into his hand to tilt her up to look into his eyes better. She feels the same feeling of wanting to kiss him and leans in when he brings her closer to kiss. Aserla feels plush against her lips, and he tastes sweetness on his tongue. Their kiss only lasts a little bit as he parts it to let her answer him.

“Kind of satisfied, it… it feels so different. All tender and it looks the same albeit…” Aserla’s face pinks up more she had seen the remnants of his seed when she was looking at herself. She knows well what it is and he smirks at her for being so bashful.

“You are truly adorable you know that? It’s expected after the first time to see some differences and be sore.” Zhongli tugs her closer to him and cups her face into his hands better to press another kiss to her lips. Aserla feels herself getting lost in the kiss when he presses it, he’s always gentle with her and she feels his thumb tracing her cheek.

Aserla tugs the blanket around her more and moves to sit in his lap with her legs on either side of his waist. Zhongli feels her body against his own and smooths his hands down her back to pull her in closer. He feels how soft she is under his palms as he parts from their kiss and begins to lean his head down to connect his lips at her neck. A soft moan sounds into his ears and he can feel it affect him. Aserla raises her hands to her mouth to cover it with a wide blush covering her face.

“Seems you are sensitive here. If you respond like that because of just your neck. I wonder where else I can exploit.” Zhongli murmurs into her ear, and before she knows the weight of his words, she feels his hands press her to him and he tilts her back to have her lie on the bed. 

Aserla attempts to keep the blanket on her body, but feels it gently tugged away from her hands. Cool air gently begins to touch her skin from him leaving her bare underneath him. Zhongli takes his time in looking over her body, he smiles to himself when he wrests the blanket from her hold, her covering her face as he begins to arrange her on her back to look over her skin. He places his first kiss on her body at her lips then follows a small path up to her forehead where her face isn’t covered by her hands. 

Zhongli follows his path down to her neck and pauses there just under her jaw to take a bit of her skin into his lips and pulls gently as he sucks on it. His tongue rubs on the patch of skin between his lips as he keeps sucking on it till he hears her let go of the breath she was holding. He lets go of the skin and admires the mark he left behind, he travels his lips a little lower to another patch of skin and tests it with a lick across it.

Aserla lets out another soft moan then feels him tug at her skin again along the center of her neck. Zhongli ghosts his hands along her body, feeling her breasts under his palms and rolling her nipples beneath his thumbs. Gold eyes cast up towards his wife’s face and sees she has uncovered her face finally and beautiful blue eyes look hazy from pleasure as he teases these spots on her.

“You are beautiful.” Zhongli murmurs against her skin as he continues his path on her body; he places his hands under her breasts and pushes them together enjoying the weight he feels and how plush her skin gives into his hands. Aserla focuses on him as she sees him press his face in between her breasts and to her embarrassment hears him intake a breath drawing in her natural scent.

“I… probably don’t smell that great.” She comments feeling shyer when he seems to focus on something he likes in her skin. Zhongli’s eyes cast back up to her face as he trails a kiss from the center of her chest where he hears the faint beat of her heart to gently take a patch of skin at the side of her right breast. 

“I like your scent. You have a sweetness to you that I enjoy.” Zhongli focuses on her face when she looks at him like he’s gone mad, she releases another soft moan as he travels his lips closer to the nipple after letting go of the skin in his lips leaving another hickey behind. He trails his tongue around the areola feeling it harden under his tongue till he flicks it across the tip of that nipple and leaves it alone to keep her in suspense on the pleasure he’ll give her. 

“You can detect a sweetness?” Aserla stares at him almost forgetting he has keener senses than her. Zhongli raises an arm to rest his head on a fist as he stares down at his wife with an amused smile. Taking in her flustered expression at him able to smell things of her body. He blows a gentle breath across her flush skin on the breast he was teasing just to watch the relaxed flesh harden again from temperature change or excitement.

“You have such an innocence to you that is refreshing. Please never lose that side of you in our years together. I can detect a lot of things about you, your skin and scent is sweet from your arousal. Your body is honest with me for what it wants. I’m listening to it and responding to what I am finding that you enjoy.” Zhongli explains this to her while his free hand skims across her left breast cupping around it and squeezes gently till he lifts it enough, so he brings the flesh closer to his lips where he takes the tip between them and suckles gently drawing out a soft gasp from her.

Aserla stares at him as he talks to her, her face reddening under his molten gold stare. She sees him take her breast to his lips and begin to kiss then suckle on it. The woman feels heat pooling in her belly and the source of the cause is laying on her lower half casually like he’s comfortable already. Zhongli settles into taking more of her breast to his mouth latching onto the nipple fully and sucking on it as if he’s trying to draw milk from her already. His other hand tweaks the other breast, kneading the flesh under his hand with rolling her nipple between his fingers till she is letting out louder moans from his attention to her.

“Ah! Morax!” Aserla jolts up from feeling his other hand slip down along her stomach to squeeze her skin there, feeling how supple it is and gives nicely when he presses his palm in a bit. 

He acknowledges her fuller form and moves both of his arms to encircle her waist to embrace her to himself when he pulls off her breast to give the other the same attention her left got. Zhongli latches onto this the same way trying to almost drink from it with how deeply he sucks on it and swirls his tongue around it. Aserla entertains the thought of how he’ll be when she might end up pregnant by him. The thought causes blood to rush to her face again and she looks away before he catches onto her blush and distracted eyes.

The archons hands move across her belly focusing on feeling her skin under his palms. Aserla is distracted when he does this with her thoughts, but when his squeeze on her abdomen includes parts of her ribs she squirms and emits a soft giggle. Immediately she covers her lips and looks down to Zhongli who catches on to a ticklish spot. Aserla’s blue eyes go wide when she sees a devilish smirk cross his lips and amber eyes lower in an “Aha~” to this knowledge he soon exploits. 

Zhongli places his hands along her ribs and begins to press his thumbs in circles enough to cause involuntary laughter from her. With him lying on her legs she can’t kick her feet, but he can feel her squirming to try to get away from his hands. He’s enjoying this sound of her laughter singing through the air and for a brief moment he casts his eyes towards her face to see her eyes pleading him to have mercy on her.

“Zhongli! Please!” Aserla feels his hands stop at her frantic voice between laughs and squealing. Hard breathing comes from her and Zhongli is pressing his ear to her chest listening to how erratic her heartbeat and lungs are trying to catch her breath along with the subtle giggles still rumbling from her body.

When quiet has returned to the room itself, save for the breathing between them and subtle sighs of her finally catching her breath. Zhongli continues his descent on her body, his hands move to her abdomen, lower than her stomach his upper torso going down as well. He scoots down entirely so his face is closer to her waist and places himself on her legs for now. 

Aserla sees his hands move on her abdomen and she feels him pressing along the mound of her womanhood. His fingers are feeling along the skin there, as if mapping out what is just below it for her womb. Zhongli encircles his arms around her waist and presses his face into her abdomen with a kiss to this spot in reverence. This makes his wife blush at the implication of what he could promise her in the coming years or months. It also makes her nervous to anticipate having a child with him. 

Zhongli brings his hands back to her front and begins to knead his fingers into the organ just below his fingers. Aserla sits up a bit but is met with him pushing her back down gently with one hand. Urging her to relax to what he’s doing. He’s thorough as he rubs his fingers into this spot, his thumbs pressing around where he can feel a lot of her. She squirms slightly when he encounters a sensitive spot along her abdomen and leaves it alone. He focuses on the main part of her to get her to relax more and accept the massage that he’s giving to her.

“What are you doing?” Aserla questions him on why he’s focusing his massage to this delicate place, she feels heat pooling in her body and from his gentle prodding on it she lets out an erotic moan.

“That. Making you feel good. Trust my methods please. This is for blood flow and to make you more relaxed. I wanted to do this last night, but you my dear got impatient with me.” Zhongli places a gentle kiss on top of the mound of her flesh, he notes the way she keeps herself devoid of hair here. He’ll keep this preference of hers in mind and get her things to maintain her skin the way she likes for it. He places a kiss at the start of the crease to the slit and mouths hot kisses along it where she can feel his breath ghost along the sensitive skin.

Aserla watches as her husband lifts himself up enough to guide her legs apart for himself, getting her to place her legs over his broad shoulders. There is a wet heat she feels from his kisses and breath heating her folds. She feels a very distinct air flow on her skin there and feels mortified of him smelling her here. Small hands go onto his hair and begins to lightly tug at his hair for smelling her this way. He’s unperturbed at all, in fact he ignores the hands pulling his hair in favor of burying his nose in further to her skin.

“Don’t smell me like that you menace!” Aserla manages under her breath and raises one of her legs to try and scoot up only to have Zhongli catch her right leg by its thigh to push it up giving him much better access to her folds. He holds her leg at the back of her knee and presses it to hold it so she can’t accidentally kick him. She can’t believe he’s actually smelling her here.

“I like it, you smell very good, and I can’t get enough of the sounds you make.” Zhongli brings his free hand down to touch on her skin, he spreads them open and blows a hot breath across the pink he can see. He smirks seeing the way she is pushing her hips down to escape his teasing. How he’ll enjoy hearing her voice soon, he already hears her soft pleas for him to have mercy on her. 

Zhongli smooths the hand holding her thigh up back down to join his other in opening her folds up to his eyes. The sides of his hands smooth her labia down with keeping them parted his eyes take in the anatomy of her most intimate and sensitive skin. His fingers gently touch around the hood of her clit and pushes it down then back up feeling the way the bundle of nerves responds to his touch.

Aserla is reduced to soft sighs feeling his fingers touching her like this, her attempts to get free of the awkward position die down as she relaxes under what she feels him doing. She rests the leg he was holding up down along side Zhongli’s side while he settles into looking at her vagina a lot closer than she wants him to. He looks content exploiting her like this, a smug fascinated grin on his lips when she accepts his touching as long as he doesn’t try to smell her there.

The small woman takes a moment to admire the toned backside of her husband, the long ponytail loose from the tugging she was doing on his hair. She notes the way he’s arranged his waist tilted to the side and she sees the peek of his erection as it strains towards his abdomen dripping beads of precum on the silk beneath where the tip brushes once in a while when he shifts closer. She sees it twitch whenever she moans out softly showing how much he’s affected by this as she is. Her eyes also note of how rounded his rear is and smirks to herself at how handsome he really is. 

Zhongli hears a hitch in his wife’s breath when he ghosts a breath across her clit, he places his lips on the side of one of her labia and tugs it in-between them to suck on the skin like he did her neck. His upper lip catches along the more sensitive part of the inner side while his bottom feels the outer. He draws more of this skin into his mouth where he begins to taste the sweetness of her slick. He pulls with his mouth and very gently uses his teeth as he pulls off with a wet pop. Gold eyes dart up to his wife’s face in time to see her eyes go wide and a moan come from her.

“You like that one.” Aserla hears him and feels him repeat this action on the other side of her folds, taking the skin between his lips and sucks enough till his tongue can rub circles around the flesh then pulls off till he has left red marks on both sides in the same spots. The former archon keeps her folds open as his mouth does the same thing to the inner labia, only he doesn’t use his teeth on this super sensitive skin. He nibbles with his lips only following the contours of where the veins lead into her clit to suckle on them just along the underside of that sensitive bundle of nerves to flick his tongue here. 

Zhongli avoids rubbing his tongue directly onto her clit, instead he circles his tongue around it tracing where the hood is pulled back enough to expose the small glands. He can smell more of her essence dribbling out of her at the anticipation and wet heat around such a sensitive spot. Till she feels like she could burst just from the lead up, Aserla feels pressure in her belly like something is about to come from her if he keeps doing this. 

“Morax… I… I’m…. I feel… something hot in my…. AHH!” Aserla stammers out the first bit only to yelp out loud when wet heat encloses on her clit and that tongue of his swirls around it fully. She feels his thumbs move to hold the top part of her folds back to keep the hood peeled for his assault on this small bundle of nerves. Blue eyes go wide as she lets out a cacophony of moans and cries from the way his lips completely close around her clit and his tongue rapidly laps at it until she is pushing her hips closer to his face even winding her legs around his shoulders to press as close to her pleasure source as possible. 

Zhongli doesn’t let up on this as he feels her push closer, his hands keep her open while he focuses on it. His eyes are closed as he sucks here, he ruts his hips against the bed to get stimulation on his erection, dragging the engorged tip to feel the silk underneath the leaking tip. He is close to moving up and plunging himself into her till she is full of his semen, till she has come from him at least three times from him fucking her into the bed beneath them like a wild animal trying to mate. He restrains himself for her pleasure and comfort, most of all there is something he is determined to get her to do for him, like he did the previous night when he first pleased her. He wants to taste her unique cum himself, that heady sweet scent he has been being driven crazy by since he smelled it.

Aserla feels more heat pooling in her abdomen she panics a little when she feels a soft spurt of fluid starting to squirt from her and dribble down his chin. She tugs his hair from it as she feels his mouth open, and he moves to close his mouth closer to where he felt that small spurt of fluid. There is a flicker of his tongue along the slit of her urethra opening and she feels that pressure in her belly tightening more. 

Zhongli feels her pulling his hair, he ignores her trying to tug him away from this and urges her onto the path of her orgasm. His tongue rubs against that small spot to encourage her, then moves his tongue further down to her opening. He without a second thought presses his tongue into it and presses it up on the spongy part of her urethra better. He bumps this spot with his tongue as he closes his mouth and pulls off with another wet pop letting cool air hit her hot core. He hears her keening out in the air, her voice echoing off the walls and her thrashing underneath him.

“Let go.” Aserla hears him say this and almost doesn’t understand till she realizes she’s pulling his hair too hard; she has a firm grip of the right side of his hair in back and pulling tight on it. She does let go of his hair and he descends his mouth back onto her while she slips her hands to the bedding beneath her instead. She feels sheepish being told to let go, and Zhongli slips his right hand to her left to squeeze it reassuringly along with touching her wedding band. 

Zhongli returns his attention onto her clit swirling his tongue back around it before plunging his tongue back into her pussy deeper as it can go. He pauses to suck on two of his fingers of his left hand and uses them his first and middle to press inside her cunt with his tongue lapping between the small slit to the pulsing nub beneath it. His fingers curl and she’s gone to pleasure as she feels the tips of his fingers prod something a few inches inside of her and she screams out in pleasure as that fluid she was holding back squirts out of her and hits his tongue. Instantly he is sliding his tongue inside along his fingers as his lips close on where she is streaming from. He tastes a heavy sweetness and smells a clover scent from her. 

“Fuck…” Zhongli murmurs out under his breath, he rarely uses crude language, he hasn’t since his war days or the stray person who managed to irk him, but it feels appropriate in this moment as her juices coat his tongue and he greedily drinks this sweet fluid down as if it is the freshest water he has ever tasted. He presses as close as he can to get more of it ignoring the fact he has also came on the bed, dribbling his semen across the bedding in gobs of it and his thigh. 

“Celestia… you taste divine.” Aserla moans softly hearing him as she feels herself intensely sensitive to any touch. One of her legs is strewn down his back while the other is kept open by his arm as he keeps his fingers inside of her pushing them further into her body to feel the depth of her where he couldn’t from her stopping his traveling fingers before out of respect of her wanting him to penetrate her with his penis first. 

Zhongli pulls his mouth back and feels her essence dribbling down his chin, he looks down at her pussy to see a clear coat of her fluids onto them and slight creaminess of mild discharge on his fingers. He ignores it and sees it as a good sign of her health here, he contemplates if he wants to have sex with her today if she’s producing it so heavily as a sign she’s ovulating. He does want to spend the first year of their marriage exploring their sexual intimacy before they add children to their life just yet. He takes into the fact he could control that and closes his eyes as he withdraws his fingers from inside of her and cleans his hand by bringing them to his mouth and cleans them off. 

Aserla comes down from that euphoric high as Zhongli sits up after disentangling her legs from his shoulders. She sees his eyes glow faint in his aroused state like he’s contemplating what he wants to do but focuses on her face. He takes in her glassy eyed stare, her blue eyes and dilated pupils from her orgasm telling that she is still in that sensitive state. He smooths his hands along her legs up her waist and she feels against her thigh that he’s already hard again.

“Do you want me inside you?” Zhongli checks with her for consent to keep going; Aserla looks at him as she processes his words. Her arms over her forehead as she nods to his question. Zhongli smiles down to her as he arranges her legs on either side of his waist and kneels better between them. He tugs her waist to his, while he places a hand between them to pump his erection a few times. He strokes himself firm as he sighs at the sight of his beloved in front of him with a blissed out look to her face.

“Yes… please…” Aserla answers him vocally and feels a deep ache in her body, she needs him inside of her. Zhongli pants slightly in his strokes on himself, getting himself up to where he feels she is in her aroused state so she’s not uncomfortable. She watches him as he touches himself almost caught up in his own actions, his breathier moans coming out of his lips from his strokes getting faster. He soon stops and scoots himself closer to her prone body and guides her how he wants her waist to remain still.

Zhongli moves a hand down to spread her pussy open while guiding his erection along the slick of her folds to coat himself in that cool wet slick along her thighs. He does this with soft thrusts till he is satisfied with how lubricated his penis is then presses the head in with satisfaction on his face at seeing her taking and stretching around him with keen interest. She looks down between them and focuses on seeing him guide himself into her body with a slow push that makes her bite her lip. 

Aserla looks like a goddess to him, her messy brownish hair fanned around her face messed from her thrashing. Blue eyes staring with wide interest at just how he fits into her, the part of pink lips in a soft moan at when Zhongli bottoms out inside of her. He’s doing everything in his power to not ravish her here.

Zhongli regards his wife’s glossy skin from mild sweat and her brow damp from the same thing. He lowers his head to press his forehead against hers as he breathes softly to her lips to share a breath together as their bodies are connected in an intimate way. He presses a kiss onto her cheek and listens to her soft whimper at her adjusting to his size. In time he’ll be able to push in without regarding that wait, he can’t wait for that day where he can be rough with her. He wonders what kind of face she’ll make in the throes of pleasure like that. 

For now, Zhongli focuses solely on his beloved’s current comfort till she has relaxed enough for him to move. Slow drawbacks of his hips, him making pleased groans at how good she feels around his aching erection. His hands find purchase around her hips tugging them into his thrusts he starts to make into her waiting body. 

Aserla lets out her moans now that she feels him starting to move with her. Zhongli’s baritone voice resounds in the room at feeling her soft walls around his engorged flesh, he grips her waist a little harder and it is his wife’s turn to watch him come undone. The loose hair from his tie barely keeping his long hair together as it seems to slip down the silky locks further till she sees parts of his hair slip from the binding and curtain at the side of her face where he’s leaning over her.

Zhongli is ethereal looking, he looks still like the former god he use to be, from his toned form, down to the ombre hair dark brown to gold as it sticks to his skin or flutters around him from his thrusts. Aserla feels herself blushing at being allowed to see this normally composed gentleman look so disheveled like he’s experiencing the best thing he’ll ever feel in all his six-thousand years into such a tiny body beneath him.

Amber eyes open to look into her blue eyes, under the sunlight pouring into their room, he sees the real blue of them and can make out those gold-tinged centers of her eyes. Her cheeks flushed from exertion and fluster at watching his archon take pleasure in her body, a hand pressed to the side of her face a natural placement of her hand for her comfort. Zhongli can see the subtle rocks of her body when he pushes into her and hears her moan drawn from it. His eyes cast downwards to their joined bodies, his hands move to spread her pussy open better so he can see the way he slides in and out of her much to her dismay of him focused on that.

Aserla feels comfortable like this, just letting him thrust into her body feeling the in and out motion that makes her feel good. Her eyes start going wide when she sees him bring his fingers to his lips and sucks on them enough to wet them and lowers them to her clit to begin rubbing it in circles, slipping the tiny nub between his fingers to roll between and stroke it in tiny motions.

“Morax…” Her voice comes out as she feels him starting to get her closer to cumming for him. Aserla whimpers and feels his left hand hold her waist in place for himself to keep from missing his thrust back in when he pulls back nearly entirely out and pushes back in a lot harder and faster. Accompanied by him rolling and squeezing her clit, he drives himself into her to get her to moan louder and with purpose.

“Zhongli.” He corrects her, wanting her to use his name here. His eyes seem a little pained as he focuses on her pleasure, trying harder to get her to where he is in to cum soon. Aserla widens her eyes when he focuses on rubbing her clit rapidly now, and with his current thrusts going into her at such a harder pace.

“Zhongli~” Aserla sees him smiling after she says his preferred name, she feels him get a lot harder in his thrusts, chasing his release along with furthering her onto hers. She begins to pant his name under her breath as she feels her toes curling until she feels that sensation, she felt earlier building in her belly.

“That’s better, my love. That’s my girl! Keep going! just feel good now. Good girl! Good girl!” Zhongli begins to thrust harder; he brings his fingers to his mouth to suck on them again to get wetness back onto them as he continues to roll and rub her clit faster till she is keening out underneath him and he feels her tightening around his dick.

Aserla feels that heat pooling in her again, and her breath hitches in her lungs as she breathes out. She feels herself pushing against him as she feels that pressure inside of herself coming to a head. Zhongli watches his wife as she lets out a timed scream to what she is feeling, and he feels hot heat against his lap as she squirts out her orgasm onto him. He thrusts harder into her through her orgasm to chase his own by pushing deep, feeling the pulsing sensation of her pussy milking him of his cum as he lets it out inside of her. 

“Celestia! Fuck!”  Zhongli lets the swears come off his tongue as he ruts harder into her until she is done squeezing him, and he is done spurting his semen inside of her body towards her womb to maybe take root within her. He is careful as he lies on top of her, completely spent of his energy; chest heaving deep as he pants. He lowers down to kiss her deeply, his tongue pushing into her mouth and reaching for hers. There is softer moans between them both as the kiss he gives her leaves her head spinning, that she feels him drag his tongue across hers when he breaks the kiss to breathe. He circles her tongue with his before pulling it into his mouth to suck on it.

Aserla is caught up in the feeling she has through her body, a heated weightless while also being wrapped up in his arms. Zhongli cages her head between his arms to keep kissing her, till she parts from the kiss to cry out as his hips pick up again and pushes back into her. He feels her trembling as he thrusts again into her small frame, he is far from done with her, and her moans underneath him spell more for him as she feels him slide in such a way that she can’t help moaning out louder. 

“One more for me… all you have to do is lie there and take it.” Zhongli kisses her face sweetly, while his hips move faster and with purpose. He drags his hips back so his cock grinds down against her bottom wall then thrusts back up into her at an angle he focuses on. He feels her quivering around him and hears her keening out from sensitivity. Zhongli’s lust is awakened for her, and he can’t stop the feeling washing through him as he ruts his hips against hers, it feels too good for him to stop and Aserla’s mind is gone to where she is unsure if she is in heaven or just in pure bliss.

Aserla lets each of her moans out as her husband rises up on his arms and grabs her legs to position them back till her feet are near her head as his thrusts become wilder. He looks down to see how stretched she is around his erection, he even smirks seeing her face so red at being held in such an embarrassing position. Her hands going down to block his view till he drapes one leg on his shoulder and grasps her hands to pin above her head.

Zhongli continues to thrust into her, his moans coming out under his breath as he tugs his lip into his teeth to watch her face so full of pleasure. Aserla keens out even more underneath him after being positioned to receive him again. She feels her hands pinned above her head while he continues to rut into her like he hasn’t had enough, and he probably hasn’t now that he has a taste for her. He takes satisfaction in watching how his cock slips from her only to slide back into her perfectly nestled within her and splitting her open around him.

Blue eyes glance up into the glowing amber ones bearing into hers, Aserla feels that same pressure in her body and before she can even say anything beyond his name she releases again in a stream against his abdomen as he groans out feeling her around him. He spills his cum inside her in an explosive orgasm of his own, he sees her blushing intensely from feeling that hot sensation in her abdomen.

Aserla feels and sees him lie back down onto her after dropping her legs down on either side of him. Zhongli emits a sigh as he pulls himself out of her warmth and moves to lie on his chest next to his wife in a satisfied thump onto the bed. Long hair sticking to his body and a lazy stare onto her face from being completely satisfied by his little wife. There is a look from his eyes as he regards her breathing hard from her own exertion.

Zhongli reaches his left hand to touch hers feeling it next to him and grips her hand tightly in his own, lacing his fingers with hers, feeling their bands together as he lays there seeing her at her most vulnerable from accepting him into her body with more ease and taking everything, he had done to her. He smirks at the faint marks he left over her body on spots she’ll remember later. For now, he sees her eyes unfocused; chest heaving and like him satisfied of the outcome of their lovemaking.

Silence between them save for the steadying pants filling the air, Zhongli is first to regain himself. He sits up to begin assessing the state of his beloved, seeing the slight tremors in her hands and feet from the over-stimulation done to her. He looks under her waist and sees a deep saturation from where she came and his own semen staining as it leaks from her. He leans over to press a much gentler kiss to her lips and begins to collect her into his arms. Her aftercare is in dire need, and he smiles when she is compliant with wrapping her arms around his neck to hold onto him instinctively.

Aserla is carried through the house back to the bathroom where she is set down on the heated floor closest to the pool of water. He leaves her there temporarily to go strip their bed of the soiled sheets to prevent further staining to the mattress and places those to where they can be washed later. He sets down fresh bedding for him to put on fully after bathing; he collects clothes for himself and his wife and returns to where she has curled up on the floor to enjoy the heat on her side and face.

Zhongli smiles warmer down to her and fills a basin of warm water to begin washing her up. He takes hers and his wedding bands off their hands, resting them in a special container he had bought for them to be safe while bathing. He focuses on her lower half most; running a washcloth over her skin to clean off drying semen and other fluids. He is careful with how he parts her folds to run cooled water along her privates to make her relieve herself and washes it away without a second thought to prevent infections. Aserla finally starts to come around after that and looks up into those amber eyes as he starts to wash her torso and neck.

“Feel better?” Aserla is drawn out of her thoughts after Zhongli empties the basin of water on her body being mindful not to get her head with it. She sees him refill it and gets her to sit up and lean against him to wash through her hair. A faint scent of coconut and mint fills the air from the soap she chose for it while Zhongli lathers it through making her sigh or moan in just how good his hands feel tending to her. She feels like she’s the luckiest woman to have him devote so much to her.

“I feel amazing. You made me feel things I thought I never could even in my wildest fantasies.” Zhongli places a quick kiss to the side of her neck where he can reach for now. Aserla feels gentle nibbling on it but quickly is relieved of being pulled into another love making session when he just kisses the side of her face in a gentle peck.

“Good, that was my aim to make you feel good. Close your eyes.” Aserla listens to him and feels the basin of water emptied over her head as he tilts her head back towards him as he combs out the rest of the soap and water from her hair. She rests her head against his chest when he rests her there looking up at his face full of concentration as he scrutinizes her body for any spots that he may have missed. She sees him tilt his head down and kiss her again; Zhongli holds her head in place to give her this kiss while she lets him.

Aserla is leaned against the edge of the pool while Zhongli takes his time to wash his own body. She brings her knees up to her chest and leans her head on her arms to watch how he tends to himself. Zhongli starts his own care with soaking his hair after setting the tie for it where he can find it later. He begins to scrub through the long hair while it’s in the basin of water using a soap that has a clove scent to it, spicy that adds a uniqueness to him. Aserla smells sandalwood, tea leaves and silk flower essence more concentrated as he uses an oil into the water to infuse the scent to his hair.

Zhongli lets his hair soak here for a few minutes while turning his head enough to see his wife watching him. He takes in her curious eyes as he goes about his routine, with rinsing the excess water from his hair and leaves it to dry without adding anything extra beyond what he infused. He uses the rest of the oil infused water to wash his body, Aserla sees how he takes care of any part of his skin. He rinses his own privates with fresher water enough to do the same thing he did with her to relieve himself for his health disguising it through the water running off. She has interest in seeing the way he peels back the skin to clean around the foreskin. He inspects himself for any imperfections or things that shouldn’t be there before leaving himself alone.

There is a calm quiet between them while he pins up his hair before collecting his wife into his arms to sit in the bath with him. Aserla fidgets with the hotter temperature of the side he chose, and Zhongli sees her show her discomfort and moves to the cooler end with her. She wades into the water with him to find that happy medium between warm for them both to enjoy each others company.

“My apologies my dear.” Zhongli says after he has her settle into his arms and on his lap. Aserla tilts her head back to him and feels him rest his chin on top of her head. A happy hum sounds from both of them as they settle into this domestic life. She has a lot of questions but isn’t sure how to ask them. He has answers and questions of his own regarding his beloved wife.

Aserla looks at her left hand and feels his hand rise underneath it to hold her hand. She feels her heart full for him, and he has his own love for her settling into his heart. Aserla fiddles with his hands till she can find her voice to ask the question on her mind. Zhongli sees her face concentrating on something and turns her so she can look him in his eyes.

“When would you like… children?” Aserla asks, and there is a surprised look to his face, he then smiles gently as he takes her hands into his to hold them. His right thumb tracing her ring finger where her band will be back on after they’re done in the bath.

“I wanted to ask you that question. I for one, do not mind when we have a child, but I’d like to wait at least a year or two. So we can settle into our married life effectively, and also enjoy our sexual explorations together.” Zhongli answers her with what he practiced in his mind when this question would pop up. Aserla blushes at this then smiles at how he has it planned out for when they should entertain the idea of having one.

“So, you can have children?” Zhongli raises an eyebrow to this question, and chuckles softly.

“Of course, I can have children. I produce semen, and you I believe are of childbearing age. So, if you want a child, I can give you one, or many.” There is a subtle bounce of his hips into hers at his meaning. Aserla feels her face heat up from his words and lowers her head till the water is at her lips as she blows a few bubbles murmuring something. Zhongli lowers his head to her ear to catch the helix of it between his lips as he nibbles on it. He breathes a hot breath onto her ear exploiting her sensitivity hearing her sputter more in the water.

“Of course, that will only happen when we are both ready. I am a little different than the normal man and can hold that aspect to give one life while we make love. Therefore… until you truly want one is when we’ll have one.” Zhongli lifts his head from kissing her ear leaving his assault on it alone to give her a much-needed rest from having sex with him.

“You mean… we can have risk free sex all we want?” Aserla hears a chuckle from him at the way she words it. A deft bite on her shoulder is placed.

“I suppose it does mean that we can do that without worrying of you getting pregnant so soon after being married. I do want to spend as much time with you as possible. I want to reaffirm that statement I made, I will never force you to do something you don’t want. This extends to pregnancy or anything you find unsavory around me.” Aserla thinks it over and moves to rest her head back against his chest. There is only one thing she can think of those that ebb at the edge of her mind.

“The only thing I can think of in that moment is, anything to do with polyamory or cheating.” Zhongli does smooth his hands on her shoulders and down her arms holding her at her elbows where he rubs his thumbs along the inside of her arms. He presses his lips to her flushed forehead for a second before he speaks to her. 

“You have nothing to fear of me doing that. I took an oath and contract with you. I will never break our contract, given I am the god of contracts. So, if you say that is off limits, I will take it as a breach of our contract. I expect the same commitment from you as well.” Aserla nods to his words and agrees wholehearted.

“Then there is nothing to worry about. We should get out of the bath I don’t want you to faint.” Zhongli has her get out of the bath, but keeps her from leaving the room, guiding her to lie down on the edge of the pool for a little bit to cool off. He momentarily leaves her after noticing she was overheating for a cool cloth onto her forehead. He returns with another basin of cooled water and begins to run it slowly onto her body. She squirms from the colder water on her skin.

“Trust me.” Aserla sees him leave to refill the basin with a bit colder water than that, and runs it slowly again along her body, drizzling it slower so her core can come down gradually. When he’s satisfied with her cooled form, he applies a sweet-scented oil to her skin. It has a distinct scent of lavender with sandalwood to it. He rubs this into her body taking general care of her skin.

Zhongli sees her wriggling when his fingers trace along her sex to rub this oil into it. He teases her with pressing his fingers inside of her briefly and massages her thoroughly. Aserla lets out soft moans when he focuses on rubbing in specific spots, then sighs when he withdraws his fingers. Zhongli takes a peek at her folds to inspect her and feels a smirk tug at his lips seeing how his seed is still smeared along her. He feels himself developing a kink just to see his cum leak from his wife, as much as seeing that erotic expression she currently has when he indulges her to thrust his fingers back inside to make her feel good.

Aserla feels pleasure when he does this and focuses on what he’s doing till she squeezes his fingers in her release. He fully relents on his wife to not over-exert her through sex itself. Zhongli applies this same oil he placed onto her skin on his own body then sits next to her while it dries on his skin. He unpins his hair and takes a comb to brush through the luster of it.

“So that’s why you always smell like tea and incense.” Aserla muses aloud after seeing his hygiene habits and how he takes care of himself. Zhongli raises his head with a smile to her and nods lightly.

“Tea leaves is good for the hair along with sandalwood. Silk flower essence infuses the scent, so it stays longer. Why it’s used in so many perfumes as a stabilizer. I perfected my little blend here a few hundred years back when the idea was presented to me. The oil is of my own blend as well. I hope this means you like it?” Zhongli goes into his tangent about the history of the infusion and blending methods.

“I do like it; it makes me think of you. You smell calming, like a home.” Aserla begins to sit up once the dizzy feeling from being overheated subsides. Zhongli kneels in front of her to take her left hand and kisses her hand as he places her wedding band back onto her finger. He admires the band seeing the small Geo symbols he etched into them as his protection to her. Aserla sees this act and returns this gesture with taking his ring and places it onto his hand. When it is in its place, she sees their rings glow brief when he resonates them together. Soft humming from their rings and she looks up into his warm eyes with amazement at his ability to do this without breaking them.

“I will always watch over you so long as you wear this ring. Pray, if anything ever does happen to you. I will know and race to be beside you. I know you’ll never carelessly put yourself in danger, but remember bandits, fatui, and hilichurls do find their ways around. I’d be beside myself if anything happened to you. I love you. My little phoenix.” Zhongli sees her eyes watering from his nickname he gives her.

“I promise I won’t do anything that puts my life in jeopardy. I’ll also call on you should there be a moment like that.” His hands hold hers firmly pulling her up to her feet and presses her into himself. Aserla wraps her arms around him and feels a deep sense within her full of love for this man. Zhongli smooths his fingers through her hair seeing how it starts to wave as it dries. He feels her lift her head to look at his face, he lowers his head to place a soft kiss onto her lips. She returns his kiss and presses even closer to him till he is slowly tugging her back to put some distance between their bodies. She stares at him confused wondering why he is until she sees the pink tinge across his face and him moving a hand down to cover his manhood a little pressing it down.

“As much as I want to embrace you like this, I actually want to spend this day with you, to bond more than spending it in bed till you are too exhausted to do anything with me.” Aserla puffs her cheeks in amusement at his reasoning and sees him trying hard to control his body from what’s transpiring.

“Zhongli~ Are you getting hard? Are you thinking naughty things?” Her voice is full of amusement as the former archon stares at her wide amber eyes and face reddening more. His turn to blush for a bit as she points this out for him.

“My love… how can I not be? The love of my life is nude in front of me pressing her body against mine. It’s only natural… for me to want you.” Zhongli coughs into his hand as he moves to get dressed in the hanfu robe he brought with him. He pulls it on himself without another thought to better hide his arousal. He does his best to ebb it down but when he looks her way, he sees a sight that makes him wish he didn’t put on his robe so he can just take his wife again.

Aserla has bent down to retrieve the garment she dropped, and as she leans forward, she gives her husband a good view of her rear to her privates. He looks well at her body and feels himself responding a bit more to her nude form. Zhongli looks away before he reaches a state of aroused where he needs to take care of it and can’t ebb it off by will. He presses his fingers to his lips as he thinks about getting her into their bed later to enjoy maybe a little afternoon fun with him.

“Li?” Aserla sees her husband in deep thought, his long hair still loose and there is a defined blush to his face. She lowers her gaze to his abdomen and only sees a faint rise.

“Hmm?” Zhongli looks back to her, drawn out of his thoughts about his plans of seduction later. He notes she is fully dressed now, wearing the qipao dress he selected for her. Short deep blue dress with ginkgo embroidered into the silk on her chest and the skirt. High slits on both sides as the skirt and he admires her natural beauty when she looks up at him as she tugs the skirt a certain way.

“Underwear? Did you forget to grab any for me?” Aserla asks and there is a tug on Zhongli’s lips into a smirk.

“I didn’t forget to grab you any. You won’t be needing them, at least not for a while.” Aserla looks at him wide eyed again and blushes furiously as she tugs the skirt closer to cover her thighs.

“You are a menace…” Zhongli reaches to the counter where his hair tie is and begins to collect his hair together to tie it up. In a few swift movements of his hands, he ties his hair up, making sure the diamond gem is positioned how he enjoys it and then looks at his wife.

“I am your menace now, and you’ll forgive me for wanting eye candy around the house. You could go and grab some underwear if you really want to wear something. Be a little pointless when I’ll tug them off later.” Aserla watches him adjust his hair how he usually has it and folds his arms behind his back as he leads her out of the bathroom. Aserla follows behind him the air hitting her skin and she feels a slight embarrassment with the way she walks her thighs rub together enough and she winces a little at how tender her folds are. Maybe not wearing anything is a good idea, she sees him looking at her out of the corner of his eyes.

Zhongli goes into the kitchen to make them a late breakfast while Aserla carefully lies on her belly on the couch in the living room. She is facing towards the kitchen watching him work to make them both something. She rests her head on her arms as she observes her husband, feeling relaxed from earlier, the bath and all his attention to her, to breathing in the calming scents he had adorn her in.

Aserla finds herself drifting to sleep, turning onto her side and curling in after securing a pillow to hug in her arms. She nuzzles her face into it while hearing the light hum of her husband musing to himself about what he’s adding to make the meal he’s making taste good for them both. Zhongli turns to see that she has fallen asleep; a soft smile graces his lips seeing the way she is clinging to the pillow in her arms. He places what he’s cooking to simmer for a while, choosing to make one of his soups that takes a bit longer to boil throughout the day. He kneels down and places his head next to hers enough to steal a kiss from her. The meal he chose to make will be ready by the time she wakes up.

Zhongli runs his fingers through her soft hair, enjoying how silky it is in his fingers. He pets through her hair fully, starting at her forehead and down the back of her head. He sees her responding to his touch with light sighs. Aserla smiles more in her sleep when he places another soft kiss to her face then stands after draping a blanket, he keeps on the back of the couch over her to let her rest. She did exert herself a lot and he is proud of how much she did for him this morning.

“I’ll wake you up in a little while. Rest well my dear.” Zhongli ruffles through her hair again then goes back to the stove to monitor what he’s cooking and to place a kettle on for tea. He goes through his collection and picks out one of his favorites made from qingce flower and orange blossom. He goes about their bedroom while waiting for three things to happen. His wife to wake up, the food to be done cooking, and the kettle to boil. He fixes the bed with fresh bedding, smoothing it down and adorning it back with all the pillows and fresh blankets.

Zhongli returns to the living room to see his wife has shifting in her sleep, facing towards the back of the couch now and curled up more under the blanket over her. He admires her here, the innocence she has and can see why Barbatos sent her to him. She has something unique to her personality, a spark he hasn’t seen in thousands of years. That spark that ignited the love he had in Guizhong, only the love he feels for this small woman here. Is unlike the love he had for the God of Dust; he holds those memories in reverence as he does leave that part in his past.

That love for life they both shared is what makes Aserla and Guizhong so unique. Their charm and innocence they possessed. Zhongli finds himself smiling down to Aserla and admiring how tiny, yet fierce women seem to find their way into his heart. He’d never compare the two together, but they both have that spark he loves in people. Their drive and ambitions that set them apart while retaining their gentleness and love for those around them.

 Zhongli finishes cooking and looks over to his wife to contemplate if he should wake her up just yet. He looks at the kettle he had just boiled water then sees an invitation he is taking. He can always reheat the water, and the food will keep for at least a little while, it tastes better when the flavor has settled in his opinion. So without another thought, he checks everything to make sure the fire on the stove is out before he moves to lie down with his beloved.

Adjusting the blanket enough so he can fit next to her, he lies down and feels her circle her arms around him nuzzling her face into his chest. Zhongli smiles while winding his own arms around her to pull her closer to himself. He rests his head on top of hers and feels her scoot closer to him with a happy hum from being able to smell the tea and sandalwood scent a lot clearer to comfort her mind.

“Rest we both shall have then.”

[larosolivera]

Commission for @of-comfort-and-love ! Ty very much! 💖

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idek what to tell you, the inazuman oc belongs to my wife tho!!

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Zhonglene content 🤲

He deserves to lay down under a tree with someone who loves him and will never leave him, I wanna give him some peace 😩🫶

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Anyway, here's the full image, and also this link is her story notes. I still remain really proud of her, my old gal <3 she's been through a lot.

Basic info

•Vision: Geo

•Weapon: Claymore

•Region: Liyue

-Ex-fatuu, worked under Dottore's command when he came into the fold, had a sister with eleazar(I forgot how to spell it whoops), caused a big mess when a fellow colleague betrayed her which resulted in the death of her sister, setting back the Doctor's progress by a long shot, fled to Liyue, was found near the Chasm by the miners and the rest you'll have to read her toyhouse for 😔✨

-She's also Jien's favourite Shard, Jien is really proud of Jerenika and what she has become.

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ARCHEMIDES

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿

𝗙𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗲.

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Archemides is a new book that is currently in production by me on this platform and on Wattpad under the user : @YOURESTORYWISDOM please go follow me on there if you don’t mind.

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Bros yapping (affectionate)

[watatsumiis]

'A Day to Remember' - A Meirin x Zhongli drabble.

This was my first ever commissioned piece, ordered by the lovely @zhongrin (thank you so much again) !! I had a lot of fun writing it and got permission to post it here :D if anyone is ever interested in commissioning me, feel free to contact me and I'm sure we can work something out :>

Content: Zhongli x female OC/self insert with a pre-established marriage! Slight suggestiveness at the end.

“There seems to be… an excess of gifts here today, my love.” Zhongli commented with a slight furrow of his brow as he lifted an ornate pot of peonies from one of the teahouse tables. “Is there something I’ve missed?” He asked, setting the flowers on the counter.

Meirin raised her eyebrows incredulously and placed her hands on her hips. “I’d like you to say that again, just a little more slowly.” She pursed her lips.

Zhongli frowned and turned a slow circle, observing the myriad of presents stacked throughout the small teahouse. “I presume there’s some kind of celebration that I’m not privy to.” He scratched his chin thoughtfully.

Meirin let out a long-suffering sigh and carded her fingers through her wavy black hair before leaning her elbows on the counter to fix Zhongli with a stern look. “Mmm-hmmm.” She hummed out, a flicker of amusement passing over her face at her husband’s denseness. Though being a long-term partner of the Geo Archon had its benefits, timeliness was not one of them. 

“Anniversary?” Zhongli murmured to himself, blinking slowly as he looked towards the window. “No, no, that’s in Autumn.” He sighed softly, looking around at the presents once more and tentatively reaching out to pick up one of the cards attached to the nearest box. 

“Ah ah ah.” Meirin scolded him lightheartedly. “No cheating.” She couldn’t help but lord the knowledge over her husband - though him forgetting such an event hurt, she knew it was less out of neglect and more because Zhongli simply had so much in his head on a day-to-day basis that such events tended to slip by unnoticed. 

“It’s…” Zhongli looked out the window for a few moments, until it hit him. “Ah.” He looked towards his wife. “Curses.” He muttered to himself, before surging forward to walk around the counter and wrap his arms around Meirin’s waist. “Happy birthday, my dear.” He picked her up, ignoring her squeal of shock and protest. 

“There we go.” Meirin giggled and threw her arms around Zhongli’s neck, grinning broadly as he peppered little kisses to her jawline, then finally planted one directly to her lips and set her down once again.

Meirin returned the kiss with no hesitation, letting her hands linger for a little longer as she grinned, then readjusted her glasses where they’d been knocked crooked by Zhongli’s affections.

Zhongli smiled warmly, then looked towards the stairway that led to their shared living area. “I believe I have just the thing for the occasion.” He observed. “If you’ll just give me a moment.”

Meirin nodded as Zhongli headed up the stairway, and she was left alone once again. She quietly regarded the gifts and cards scattered throughout the teahouse, set down wherever there was space as they’d been delivered. 

Zhongli returned a few minutes later, a small, carefully wrapped package in hand. 

“Do you just keep these kinds of things on hand?” Meirin teased lightly, tapping the spot she’d cleared on one of the tables during her husband’s absence.

“I purchase meaningful gifts as I see them, and give them at appropriate times.” Zhongli replied, a mischievous tone to his voice as he set the parcel down carefully, and drew back so that Meirin could open it. 

“Well, I suppose that puts you in a tier above Xiao.” Meirin observed. “He was practically knocking down the door at the crack of dawn to give me…uh…that.” She elaborated as Zhongli stared blankly at her, then she gestured towards the counter, to where a shoddy, palm-sized fabric doll sat crookedly, barely able to keep upright under the weight of its own oversized head.

Zhongli looked at it for a few moments. “It’s a worry doll.” He informed her with a smile, puffing his chest out in a proud gesture. “He took my advice.” 

Any further observations were cut off as Meirin began to open the present, and Zhongli went silent in anticipation of her reaction. She carefully undid the ribbon and unfolded the soft fabric that Zhongli had wrapped the box in while she eyed the design on the material appreciatively. 

“It’s a bandana. It has all sorts of interesting uses.” Zhongli imparted his knowledge readily. “I’ve heard they’ve become rather popular recently thanks to their versatility. I thought that perhaps you might like it as an accessory.”

“You’re so thoughtful.” Meirin cooed, folding the bandana up carefully and setting it aside so that she could open up the unmarked box. She gasped softly as she took off the lid and recognised the shape of two new teacups in there, packed in carefully alongside two matching saucers and spoons. 

“Oh, Zhongli…” She couldn’t help but smile broadly as she carefully picked one up and looked over the delicately painted geo symbols. “They’re gorgeous!” She took a moment to look over all the little details before setting it back down and wrapping her husband up in a huge hug.

Zhongli returned the affection without any hesitation, pulling Meirin close to his broad chest and pressing his lips to the top of her head. “I’m so glad you like them, my sweet.” He tangled his fingers in her hair and held her close. “Thank you for being alive for another three hundred and sixty five days, beloved.” He all but purred to his wife, pulling her as close as he could without outright squishing her against him, or displacing any of her carefully chosen accessories. “And for choosing to spend them with me.” He added warmly. 

“You can say all the sappy things you like, ‘Li, but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re gonna have to make it up to me for forgetting my birthday in the first place.” Meirin put on a mock pout, but her iron grip around Zhongli’s torso didn’t abate. 

Zhongli chuckled, releasing her for a moment then snaking his arms around her waist as he leaned in close, his breath tickling against her ear as he nosed into her wavy hair. “Oh, I’m sure we could come up with a few ways for me to make it all better, my dear.”

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[inviouswriting]

Dragon and Phoenix chapter 5.

Finally! Got it to work! Here is chapter 5 and a bit more dynamic development. I hope this is to the liking of those who do read it.

Warnings include - anal play and sex, blow jobs, oral sex heavy, afab! character, married couple, graphic depictions of sex. Ongoing story.

She doesn’t know how long she fell asleep for, when Aserla finally wakes up she registers arms around her. Blue eyes open and blink sleep bleary from them; she feels Zhongli’s head resting on top of hers, his chin resting at the crown of her head. She smells something good in the air and begins to slowly sit up. Aserla looks up to her husband’s sleeping face and realizes she had slept a good portion of the morning after their morning proved to be adventurous. Aserla begins to touch his face while seeing him stir awake when he feels her hand on his cheek. Zhongli feels the way she touches his face, feeling the contours of his jaw and cheek. He opens his eyes and looks down to his wife nestled in his arms with a warm smile to his lips and love towards her easily shown.  “Did you get enough rest?” His voice is low to not disturb the peace too much. Aserla nods and shares that smile he has.  “I did, didn’t realize how tired I was till I laid down.” She says sheepish and hints that he wore her out in the morning. A rumbling chuckle comes from his chest and Zhongli pulls her in close to him to hug her tight while pressing a kiss to the top of her head.  “Expected as this is our second day married. We’ll build that stamina together and soon enough even on passionate mornings you’ll have energy through the day.” Gold eyes almost glow at his words seeing the way her face reddens when he’s blunt about wanting her more often. Aserla touches the collar of his top seeing he had chosen to wear a lounging hanfu outfit like she saw the other day. Like the rest of his clothing he has dragon scales through it that glitters gold with the rise and fall of his chest. His hair in it’s usual tail and she sees he has put a different earring in to go with what he wears.  “I really liked what you did for me earlier. It felt really good.” Aserla dwells on the morning and how he took care of her pleasure more than seeing his own. It makes her look up at him and realize she hasn’t done anything for him.  “I’m glad you are enjoying it. You were mesmerizing; a sight I can’t wait to see again.” Zhongli starts to get up from the couch they’re on and stretches remembering he has things he was cooking. Aserla follows him in getting up to follow him into the kitchen, she still feels amazed at how beautiful their home is and knowing he built it himself before relinquishing his power sits at the back of her head.  “How did you know to do all that stuff?” Aserla’s question can be taken in two directions. Zhongli looks over to her trying to figure out what she is asking. If he has some experience she isn’t aware of, or about his powers. He takes in a breath as he answers the question in two ways.

 “For sex? I read a lot of books, also applied what I knew in acupressure to certain parts of you, and listened to your body to find out what touch you liked or didn’t. Some of the books I’ve read are sexual health and I do have those if you are curious to read them. As for if you mean how I built this place. I carved out the inside first then built around it, hired some hands who kept the secrets well.” Zhongli checks the kettle and pours his tea into a gold goblet and selects another tea for her to try. He settles on one for her health with the way they’ve been active he gives her one that is used as a contraceptive.  “I see, I didn’t mean to sound accusing if it came off that way.” She realizes her mistake in her wording. A soft smile is shown her way after Zhongli sets their table with bowls of his soup he makes and supplies her rice and the tea. Aserla sits down next to him and takes up her spoon to take up some of the broth enjoying the flavor of it along with how tender the meat is after cooking for six to eight hours.  “Is it hard to believe that a six-thousand year old man to be celibate his entire life?” Zhongli asks her, his eyes soft as he wants to assure her that he isn’t lying to her about important things of his past.  “A little hard to believe, specially with one who was a former archon. You must have had a bevy of women, there were always the sordid stories that made their way into Mondstadt’s library. Ones where you engaged in things from accepting “offerings” to just taking someone on a whim.” As Aserla speaks she sees there is pain behind his eyes at hearing such things about him, specially from the lips of someone he loves. He knew this might have been a problem, and he nips it all quickly before it takes more root in her mind than it needs to be.  “And after being with me, what do you take of these theories and tales you found?” Aserla lifts her head as she takes up her tea and looks into his eyes. She feels guilty for talking about them seeing that there is pain in his eyes at how someone he loves can not see the truth for herself. That what she came across in those is nothing but pure fiction.  “I shouldn’t believe them.” She says out loud and he agrees.  “Do I really seem like the type that would casually have sex with others and not give care to their feelings? Or even with this so called “bevy of women” at my disposal. Did it feel like I’d just use another person willing or not to satisfy my own needs? I had time for it, believe me. I simply didn’t want to. I believed that love is as sacred as a contract and to use someone even in fleeting would have gone against my principles as a deity. The common people came to me for whatever they needed help with, they would leave offerings at my statues, or try to buy my affection during the Rite of Descents, when I was just there to give my reports for the coming year of how they should prepare and trade. I had a region to watch over and while the occasional brothel entertained my mind to “get it out of my system” I would never be able to look at those who held me in high regards the same if I went as low to use another being just to satisfy my lust.” Zhongli says this in a tone that borders on scolding but in that gentle form he does when correcting someone close to him.  “Those pieces of fiction in those libraries, nothing more than cheap smut made by people who had nothing better to do and parchment at their disposal. The women that I surrounded myself with, were close adepti who are to this day very respectable faces of Liyue. I’d never tarnish their image as “the ones who slept with Rex Lapis” or let their shine be diminished because of my shadow.” Aserla feels tears creep into her eyes at how he not only tore down every rumor about him and his past, but also made it clear that he never wants the adepti around him to have their achievements covered that way again.

 “I’m sorry, if my words were insensitive.” Zhongli hears the waver in her voice and sets down his chopsticks to take her left hand in his to bring it to his lips so he can kiss her wedding band.

 “You were misinformed by people who do not know me, or cared to know me. These are the same people who ran wild with the speculations about the kind of relationship I had with Guizhong. All you need to do is ask me, and I’ll gladly tell you everything. Please promise me, you won’t let a dark thought that stains our relationship grow when I can blight it off. Each of my adepti are special to my heart. I loved each of them as much as close friends could be and that love is special in its way. The love I have for you is growing into something I don’t want tainted by thoughts of jealousy or insecurity. So please my love, always come to me so I can lay to rest these kinds of thoughts.” Zhongli takes Aserla into his arms to console her seeing her starting to cry over the worry of offending him but it was the complete opposite of that. He just wants her to be open with him as much as he is with her.

 “I’m sorry, they were silly thoughts and I’ll try not to dwell on them.” Aserla is still in defensive mode regarding the scolding she got, and Zhongli understands this, he’s seen it numerous times when someone reprimands another for needless gossip. He instead of letting her remain in that thought tilts her head to press a soft kiss to her lips and holds it there. Aserla feels sheepish for her thoughts and glances up into his eyes as he kisses her. She feels her face flushed and lets him hold her to himself. When their kiss ends he rubs his hands through her hair.  “There isn’t anything wrong with that they’ve written either, or fabricated. They just used tools to toss some fantasy off and others enjoyed their ideas enough to make books or scrolls from it. What is important to me, is that you know fact from fabrication. I am telling you what is fact, they’re false. You are the one who answered my call for love out of many who ignored it. I treasure you in the short time I’ve grown to know you. You even said you would not have answered my call if I was such a womanizer because you knew deep down the truth.” Zhongli holds the back of Aserla’s head in a comforting way but ensures she can’t look away from his molten gaze.

“All I ask is you trust me and I’ll trust you in return. The moment we allow deceit to rule our hearts is the moment our relationship is over. I’ll never see that genuine smile you hold for me because there is always that cloying sense in the back of your mind “is he unfaithful” and you of all know. I’ll never break a contract as important as the bond I make with a loved and cherished one.” Aserla listens to him speak and assure her that he’s serious about her along with maintaining his honor and the honor of those around him. Aserla sits there quietly as she takes in everything he has said to her. She keeps eye contact with him for as long as he holds her there. She tries to look away but his gentle hold on her keeps her from breaking their connection. There are tears in her eyes more from embarrassment of misunderstanding her husband and afraid she had offended him. Yet that kind smile remains on his face and that burning love he possesses in those eyes.  Soft is the kiss he presses onto her lips, and full is her heart from how she feels from his kiss. Zhongli lets go of the back of her head and wraps his arms around her; rubbing her back and making up for his tone with softness and reassuring her he’s not mad at her.  “We still have a long way to learn each other. I love you, my phoenix.” Zhongli murmurs after breaking the kiss to touch the edge of her ear with his teeth. Showing his interest but also to let her feel her emotions. He smiles warm to her and finally gets a smile back from her. He lets her return to her seat to finish eating her soup before it gets cold.

 “I’ll do my best to not doubt you and trust you more. Thank you for reaffirming my feelings. A bit blunt this time but I love you.” Aserla finally speaks more and takes his right hand in her left to squeeze it. Zhongli brings her hand to his lips to kiss her ring and fingers.  “I know you will. Now, let us finish our meal so we can relax together? Your tea is best while it is hot. It doesn’t taste good cold and will be slightly bitter.” He informs her and she takes up her cup to drink it along with his urging her to do so. Aserla’s blue eyes glance up towards Zhongli when they both finish their bowls. She takes his and goes to clean their dishes.

Aserla goes through her thoughts and finds herself smiling as she washes their utensils and cups. She feels arms around her from behind and Zhongli resting his head on top of hers. ”Those can wait till later. Forgive me if I’m a bit pushy, but I meant what I said earlier in wanting you a lot more today.” There is a slip of his hand under the slit of her skirt and his fingers dip along the crease of her sex eager to see if she responds to him like this.  “Zhongli.. I… want it too.” A smirk against her ear as the former archon presses his fingers in to wet them with her slick then rubs the pads of his fingers over her clit slowly. He knew what he was doing when he provided his wife this dress and how easy it would be to slide the front aside and do this was on his mind.  “Good, you’ve awakened something inside me, and I long to feel you around me again.” Zhongli tilts Aserla’s head up and claims her lips in a deep kiss; his tongue pressing into her mouth and is met with hers ready to dance around his. She moans softly into his kiss while feeling his left hand palm her breast through the silk of the top. His hand busy with her folds rubs more steadily to get her to open her legs more for him to insert two of his fingers into her and curls them towards her belly.

 “Ah! Zhongli! Please!” Her voice is something he can’t get enough of, and he guides her towards the wall just near the hallway towards the bath where he drops to his knees in front of her and slips the skirt over his shoulder so he can look at her pussy wrapped around his fingers.  “Please what? Tell me. You are incredibly wet and hot inside. Does it make you feel that good?” Zhongli smirks as he thrusts his fingers gently into her opening. His eyes trained on the soft pink as he keeps her spread so he can watch the small nub of her clit hardening under the pleasure.

 “Y-you’re a menace… saying things like that to me!” Aserla blushes as soft panted moans come off her lips feeling him add another finger and his thumb brushes her clit. He’s amused while seeing the way she pushes her hips down to meet his fingers working their magic on her. Reaching far deeper than her own could and just as she teeters on the edge of release. He stops and withdraws his hand from her leaving her to sob in frustration at being denied an orgasm.

 “Indulge my whims and you’ll experience something really nice.” Zhongli says as he stands up, and once again guides her into the bathroom itself. They’d end up in there after they’re done anyways with what he intends to do. His fingers find the clasps of her dress and swiftly pops them open till his hands push the dress down off her skin and has her step out.

 “Sit down on the edge of the bath please? I’ll join you after I take care of our clothes.” Zhongli says with a smile and Aserla is eager to feel that pleasure again. She aches to feel him and sits down where he instructs her towards the bath pool. She watches him disrobe slowly; taking his time to put their clothes away in bins where they’ll wear them later if they remember.  Aserla’s eyes graze over his nude form and takes in everything. From his torso toned from the years of training he’s done, and how this privilege to look at his nude form is hers alone. She travels her eyes lower on his waist when he turns towards her, she can see him aroused with the raise of his penis and how the skin gives a peek of the sensitive head. Her curiosity gets to her as she learns more about her husband’s body as a man, let alone getting use to seeing male anatomy closer.

 “It looks comfortable.” Aserla says as she reaches a hand to his waist to touch him. Zhongli smirks as he sees her curious about the foreskin and looks down at himself after approaching her enough so she can touch him.

 “I trust I’m the only one you’ve ever seen like this.” Aserla lets her face flush before she tells him.

“For sex yes, but not the first penis I’ve seen. I use to work at the Angel Share in Mondstadt. It… wasn’t uncommon to come across a guy urinating in the alleyways… Or was flashed because someone was too drunk.” Aserla rests her hand on his forming erection and begins to touch him gently enough that he emits a sigh from her soft hands touching him like this.

 “A bit repulsive, but most men would find ways to do it without a care to who is around them.” Zhongli’s eyes close as they have this conversation. He feels a little mix in his feelings but it did come with the territory of working in a tavern. Zhongli soon lets the thoughts leave him in favor to guide her hands as she learns to touch him.

 Aserla follows the motions his hands guide hers on, and has her peel back the skin and he stands a bit closer as if understanding what she wants to try and do. She keeps stroking him feeling how surprisingly soft the skin is there and looks up at him to see if he’s enjoying her touch.

Zhongli has his eyes closed and mouth parted in a light pant feeling his wife touch him this way. Even his face has a rare blush that she’s taken it on herself to please him. His eyes snap open wide when he feels wet heat against the tip of his erection and glances down to see equally flushed cheeks from Aserla.

 “My love, you don’t have to.” Aserla looks up at him for that and pulls back with her lips barely touching him. She tests rubbing her tongue against the tip and can feel him twitch in her hands and against her mouth.

 “I want to. You’re always pleasing me, it’s only fair.” A soft smile is shown his way and Zhongli cards his fingers through her hair. When Aserla presses her lips back to the head of his cock she encounters a little bit of a saltiness from tasting precum and feels more of it seeping out from him. Blue eyes cast up to see a blissful expression on her husband’s face and the fingers in her hair grip just a bit tighter.

 “You are good to me.” Zhongli lets out as he guides her in taking him into her mouth slowly. Aserla opens her mouth and fits enough of him in that she uses both of her hands to stroke the rest of his shaft as she figures out how to suck around him. She does and breathes in as she pulls up then exhales as she goes down onto him. She feels awkward trying to find her rhythm then figures out when he guides her.

 Aserla rubs her tongue around the head, swirling just right that he bucks his hips forward sending more of his shaft into her mouth and she pulls off suddenly to cough from him hitting the back of her throat.

 “Aserla? Are you alright? You’re struggling with it. I think that is enough.” Zhongli smiles to her and cups her face to keep her from trying again. She blushes even more when he is focused on her face and assuring her she doesn’t have to continue.

 “I’d like to try again.” She feels a little disappointed in herself at not being able to please him the way he does to her. She leans forward and at least rubs the head of his penis against her tongue. She tugs the skin down to expose the glands enough to tease him at least this way.

 “You can later. I would like to continue what I was doing earlier. You did great for a first attempt. I did enjoy it.” Zhongli cups her face again and lifts her enough to press a kiss to her lips. He delves his tongue into her mouth and begins to guide her to sit back against the stone seats that lead to the pool of water. He holds her there as he kneels in front of her to return the pleasure to her now. Aserla sees molten gold eyes staring up at her as Zhongli drapes her legs over his shoulder so he can be closer to her folds.

 “What are you about to do to me?” Aserla whispers her question and Zhongli only smiles to her as he hooks his arms underneath her hips and moves so his arms encircle around to hold her in place. His eyes have a hunger to them and uses his hands to open her slit to his eyes. He sees the inner lips glistening from her arousal and feels his mouth water from seeing and smelling something sweet from her.

 “Make you scream my name.” The former archon wets his lips before he closes the distance and with his mouth opened he encloses around her pussy completely. His tongue immediately going to her clit and uses his lips to suck on it while his tongue sweeps around it in slow circles.

“Ah! Zhongli!” Blue eyes go wide and a much more erotic moan falls from her lips feeling his mouth working on her like this. She feels his tongue working in circles around the sensitive nub feeling it throb and respond to his suckling. He’s careful about grazing his teeth on it but hears his wife keen out. His fingers hold open her folds at the bottom of her pussy to keep her entrance open as he slips his tongue down and into it going as deep as it can reach.

 “You are very sweet… you taste like sweet flower nectar.” Zhongli says when he comes up for air and presses his tongue around the hole, enjoying how it looks trying to clench around his tongue before he pushes it back in. Aserla is mortified that he relates her to something like that. She breathes harder when he returns to her clit and focuses a series of suckling licks on it each growing in intensity to feel her quivering. His position between her legs keeps them apart that she barely feels his tongue dipping lower on her opening.

 “This feels very good… I feel so hot inside.” Aserla lets out a breathed sigh while Zhongli keeps her attention on feeling good. His fingers slip in along with his tongue and feels the bottom wall of her pussy for something noting the last time she’s gone to the restroom before they began. He keeps up the ministrations of using his tongue to thrust into her walls while drinking in her juices as they dribble out of her.

 “Do you trust me?” The question is random to her and Aserla looks down to Zhongli who has stopped putting his tongue inside her to gain her consent for something. He presses a kiss to her folds, a soft one to her clit and her lips with another flick of his tongue.

 “Yes, of course I trust you.” Aserla worries this is about earlier, but her thoughts change when she sees him lower his mouth to another spot of hers. Her eyes go wide when she feels him kiss along the perineum going down till he has spread open her ass more and tests a run of his tongue along the hole there. She soon understands what permission he is asking for, and she blushes.

 “Are you sure you want to do that? Isn’t it a dirty spot?” Aserla asks him and is met with him running his tongue along the bridge between her pussy towards her ass. He looks unbothered by what he is doing and touches her to open her folds to see just how she is dripping wet.

 “It’s fine, you’re empty right now anyway and this is the best time to. We don’t have to if it weirds you out. I did want to try it with you.” Aserla looks at him as he kisses her thigh and mouths kisses along her to wait for her decision. She gives it thought and it does make her curious to explore these feelings with him and she can only find out if she dislikes it by doing it.

 “I trust you. One way to find out if I like or don’t like it.” Zhongli smiles to her before he inspects her for anything and is satisfied with how clean she is. He presses his tongue to the sensitive ring and begins to press into it. Aserla lets out a moan feeling him do this and already feels her folds leaking more as she does enjoy it. There is gentle prodding with his tongue till the sensitive muscle gives and his tongue pushes pass it.

 Zhongli keeps going till his wife can feel a steady sensation of his tongue moving in and out of her at a firm but gentle pace. She feels more aroused that she misses his hands slipping up to her breasts to squeeze them in his hands earning her voice echoing out. Aserla focuses on the sensation that feels good instead of the odd one of something wet and wiggling inside.

 “It feels… so different.” Aserla says as she holds back from an orgasm just yet. She feels more of her juices dribbling down while he keeps his attention on her like this. She doesn’t see the way he is pumping his cock listening to her moan and writhe from what he is doing.

 Aserla soon feels him withdraw his mouth and immediately grabs some water to clean his mouth to prevent any smells she dislikes or transferring something to the other spot. Zhongli pushes his fingers back into her pussy fully and works his wife into a heated frenzy while he moves up her torso. He places a kiss to her neck before he reaches next to them for two specific things he needs for her. The first being a condom he glides that onto himself after fitting it just right and the second is a vial of sweet smelling oil.

“Do you have any objections to trying anal?” He leaves it up to her, and Zhongli begins to coat his fingers with the oil along with drizzling a good amount of it onto her vagina and ass letting the warming effect make her sensitive. He’ll use the condom in either spot to keep their preference for no children right now secure.

 “I’ll try it, I like what you are doing so far.” Zhongli smiles to her as he slips his fingers into her ass with mild resistance. His toying with her from his mouth did help loosen her, but he takes good care to properly stretch her knowing his penis is a lot larger than his tongue and fingers.

 Aserla takes in a breath of air feeling him push his fingers into her and moans out as a result of the pressure she feels. She holds still feeling his free hand move onto her pussy to rub her clit and pump his fingers into her to get her to relax better. Another moan sounds out when he adds a second then a third and begins to move those fingers around in her ass to get her use to the sensation.

 “Good girl. Very good girl. You’re taking them well. Does it feel uncomfortable and pain at all?” Zhongli checks on his wife and is greeted to her eyes pleading for more and mouth parted as she pants.

 “No pain, just feels strangely full and familiar.” Blue eyes regard his amber eyes seeing them light up almost glowing with how proud of her in trying out these things with him. Zhongli soon withdraws his fingers and cleans them off after applying that oil to his erection. He glides himself into her and hears her breath hitch from the stretch he causes.

There is an exhale from him at how she feels around him and gold eyes regard her as he holds still to let her adjust much like when he first took her. Zhongli rubs his hands on her body to feel her, she’s a vision of health to him and seeing her take him in different ways makes him excited to see how much he can get her to enjoy on their path to sexual exploration.

“Good. It means I prepared you right.” Aserla feels him slide further till he’s centered to her and he can’t go any further. He only goes to a certain point to not cause her pain or discomfort. He moves slowly in rhythmic motions to keep her heightened.

“I feel like I am ready… I still don’t know what to make of this. It feels different.” Zhongli regards her and moves to embrace her to get her to follow him to lay her down on the warm tiled floor. He lifts her hips towards his and glances down to see how he’s seated inside of her this way. Stretched a bit more than he thought she would, he begins to pull back then moves back in. His thrusts are slow but he is in heaven with how tight she is and how she squeezes at the intrusion.

“Does it feel good?” Zhongli asks her hoping she is getting pleasure from this at all. He keeps his movements doing long and slow draw backs then push ins. He sees her eyes go wide as she relaxes and gets use to the feeling. He slips his fingers along her pussy to rub her clit along with pressing his fingers into her curling them towards her belly. He can feel the slide he does inside but he focuses on pleasuring her.

“I do feel good. I, AH!” Aserla’s thoughts leave her when he bumps into her g-spot with his fingers and combined with his thrusts into her ass it creates a sensation of pleasurable heat down her spine that makes her legs shake. She feels him thrust a lot faster seeing her starting to enjoy it thoroughly and moan wantonly.

“There we go! That’s my girl. Just “feel” me. Endure it a little longer my love. I’ll make you feel really good here when your body stops tensing up.” He hints for her to relax and Aserla isn’t sure how she is suppose to relax. Zhongli drops his gaze from his wife’s face towards her pussy and sees how she is trying to clench on anything while she dribbles more of her juices down to make it more fluid in his movements into her.

Aserla soon lets go and the moment she relaxes he slides in deeper and her voice comes out in a cacophony of cries and moans as she loses her control of herself. She feels good to the point her moans are sweet and erotic as they fall from her lips. Zhongli sees the transformation of uneasiness into pure pleasure on her face and he is enjoying himself seeing her lost to pleasure.

“You look so good.. you feel good around me. My love… we’re not done after this.” He murmurs into her ear as he leans over her to embrace his wife in his arms. He uses the position to make her a little tighter to himself and hear her scream his name as he promised he’d make her do. She babbles incoherently as she feels tears of pleasure fall from her eyes. She has never felt anything like this and begins to get more specific in her moans as they change in pitch to signal she is close to her first orgasm.

“Let go whenever you are ready to. I look forward to seeing you be undone and cum for me.” Zhongli murmurs into his beloved’s ear till she squirms. He raises up a lot more so he can press his fingers back into her slick folds and pumps them to his hips. His free hand keeps her folds open so he can rapidly rub her clit. He keeps her teetering on edge and hears her babbling again as she lets go.

“Such a beautiful woman. There you go… just like that.” Amber eyes watch his wife as she reaches her orgasm and squirts out her juices from the combined pleasure of his fingers teasing her and his cock burying deep into her ass to feel her twitching. He is satisfied with spreading her open to watch the small spot where her fluids spray from with enjoyment in his lips at seeing such a sight before him.

Aserla feels her senses gone and barely feels him as he came shortly after her. He tugs the condom off and sits back to look at his wife completely debauched and panting from the way she feels all tingly and like the best sensations. He inspects her to be sure he didn’t hurt her, or caused any unpleasant things to happen to her.

Zhongli strokes himself as he wants her again and feels himself getting addicted to her. He leans over her to kiss her deeply and get her to respond to him. He presses soft kisses to her face and murmurs in her ear to try and get a conscious response. Aserla feels her senses coming back and feels an ache in her core like she is still unsatisfied.

 “May I love? Be inside you? I can’t stop at just that my dear. I need you. I see that look in your eyes. You want it too?” Zhongli nearly pleads with her and Aserla nods she meets him for the kiss and starts to return his kisses as she gives her consent to him.

 “Please! One more!” Aserla is kissed again as the former archon pushes inside of her and sighs with relief at feeling her wet heat around himself. He thrusts with ease and keeps going with her. She is intensely wetter than he recalls her being when he used his mouth on her earlier. She feels good around him and he focuses on thrusting deep and in long but fast rhythms. He hears her soft pants and moans as she is dizzy with pleasure feeling the way he thrusts into her like it’s all that mattered.

“Zhongli! Zhongli! Please! I feel so hot!” Aserla’s eyes lock onto his, they’re glossy from the tears she has, and he kisses her again till he has her in the throes of ecstasy again. He tugs her hips up to allow himself deeper almost like he’s trying to be at a specific spot inside of her. She keens out again and he feels the gush of another squirt against his abdomen along with the delicious way she clenches around him causing him to fill her womb with his cum in a breathed sigh and moan of his own.

They remain together for a little longer till Zhongli feels she needs her aftercare started. He pulls from her and enjoys the sight of the strand of cum connecting them. He smirks to himself at seeing her full of it and for now knows it won’t take from the tea he gave her earlier to prolong their wedded bliss longer.

“You did good my love. Just lay there and I’ll take care of you.” Zhongli presses another kiss to his wife before setting her down onto the heated floor. He sits back to regain his own strength while she pants and moans softly from her body feeling everything he did to her. She is trembling from aftershocks and still babbling incoherently. He chuckles and pets through her damp hair to give her a sensation of being petted. He even draws her over to him and rests her head on his lap so he can comfort her. His fingers through her long brownish blonde hair and admires how she has a lot of strength for someone so tiny.

 Zhongli leans down to kiss her face then begins to clean her body up. He focuses on her waist with cleaning her from the oil he used to making sure she hasn’t done more than her orgasm. He smiles to himself as he prepares a wash for her with silk flower essence to make the soap he uses on her linger longer. He’s thorough in his care and gives her kisses when she asks for them. He runs cooler water on her privates to get her to relieve herself for her health. He keeps a mental checklist of what her body needs to do to maintain its health along with his own.

He cleans himself up after securing her comfort letting her enjoy the cooler tiles from spending too long on the heated ones. He doesn’t do his usual routine with his hair not needing to this round. He just washes his form with the same sandalwood solution he used for her. Zhongli dries both of them off and picks her up to take her to their bed to lay her down on a towel at her waist for now.

 Aserla sighs as she feels good and focuses on basking in the afterglow of pleasure. She laughs and curls closer to him when he lays next to her. The back of Zhongli’s fingers touching her cheek with affection. He kisses her face while she cuddles in close to his arms.

“That felt amazing… I didn’t know it’d feel that good to…” Aserla feels her thoughts returning and smooths her hands onto his chest. A soft scoff comes from him and he presses his teeth against her neck earning a squeak out of her. Gold eyes glow in amusement towards her and he leans his head onto one of his hands watching her. Zhongli smirks towards her and kisses her cheek again.

“Like I’d make it hurt for you. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I only want you to feel good. You looked beautiful.” There is a shared look between them as they’ve only spent the last few days learning each other, and the last twenty-four hours married and chasing each other for pleasure.

 “You looked handsome.” Zhongli grins a bit hearing her say that then leans in to nuzzle her face with his own. He breathes in her scent to nibble on her neck then cheek. He takes her into his arms and holds her tighter.

 “Now you’re being cute.” Aserla giggles while held in his arms against him. She moves her head to rest her chin on his shoulder. She pulls back and meets his eyes in that soft gaze they have for each other. They share a meaningful kiss that has him bringing her underneath him to hold her.

“I love you.” Aserla says to him and feels a gentle kiss on her ear as he smiles into it.

“And I love you too.” Zhongli says to her, he caresses her face while seeing her look up into his face with that tired expression from the exertion they both used.

 “When do you have to return to work?” Aserla breaks the silence after what felt a while of just listening to each other breathe.

 “Let’s see… I believe day after tomorrow. I could push it one more day. If you would feel lonely without me.” A twist of his lips earns a blush out of her and she buries her face into his chest.

 “Why do you ask?” She looks up at him as he pries to wonder about his work schedule. He runs his hands on her back to feel how soft her skin is.

“I remembered you said you took five days off work so you could sort things out. If this was a success or not. I might feel lonely.” Aserla puffs her cheeks from his words.

 “Oh? What is on your mind?” His hands cup her face to get her to look up at him. Zhongli regards his wife’s face with interest to try and read her demeanor as they settle down together.

 “Just… most newlyweds go on a honeymoon. I’d like to go somewhere with you.” A soft chuckle escapes him as she keeps surprising him. He smiles towards her and leans in and kisses her again softly.

 “Where would you like to go? Anywhere in Liyue that has your attention? I know of many places we can visit. Luhua Pools could be a romantic getaway.” Zhongli is already looking forward to showing her the different places that hold meaning to him.

 “I would like to go there.” Aserla has heard stories about the pools being pretty and she has the best guide ever to take her to all the secret locations throughout Liyue itself. Zhongli smiles more to her as he cards his fingers through her hair to get her to relax more around him. He does think about her suggestion to a proper honeymoon. All he has to do is tell Hu Tao he’s going on one of his excursions. He has no other obligations and she is aware of his new marriage .

“Then it would be my honor to take you there and maybe show you what lays underneath the structures.” Zhongli speaks as if he knows secrets no one else is privy to. Aserla rests her head into his hand when he cups the side of her face. He is enamored by her soft features and thankful she is a calm and quiet spirit, matching his own.

Aserla feels her eyes getting heavy from laying there with him and being petted by him. Zhongli notes that she is falling asleep again and blows on her face to keep her awake with him. He doesn’t want to see her eyes close yet and does small annoyances to keep her eyes on him.

 “Not yet. Stay with me.” Gold eyes regard her blue ones as she tries to stay awake after all the exertions and comfort she feels around her. There is a hand exploring how soft her skin is and a smirk off his lips seeing how well her skin takes to the silk flower essence. His lips find the dip next to her neck to leave a love bite there. Aserla feels her tiredness winning out what he wants and much to his chagrin she can’t stop from drifting into that sleep as it claims her.

“Perhaps I did tire you out today.” The former archon muses as he continues to travel over her skin. Feeling the curves of her body resting them around her and tugging her into his own form. It is late and he acknowledges she has yet to gain that kind of stamina. He has boundless from his years of war and staying awake night and day because of the need to. He relents on his wife and lets her sleep.

 “You are my most precious gem to me.” Zhongli murmurs into her neck while tracing his symbol over her heart as his way to bless and protect her while she does drift off. He listens to her soft breathing and is done with his exploration of her; preferring to do that while she is conscious to enjoy her embarrassed remarks.

 Aserla turns on her side towards him and it makes him smile more when he pulls the covers over their forms to chase off the cold. He soon feels his own body call for rest and lets himself drift to sleep with her well in his arms.