[WIP] dinner. ㅡ 💧 a tartaglia x zhongli smut in the making 🔶️

act two.

Tartaglia arrives at the enclosed restaurant. There, he saw Zhongli, as beautiful as ever. The warm lighting of the Pavilion perfectly hits his smooth, pale skin.
"Zhongli, you're early!", Childe told Zhongli, as it was only 20:30.
"I just thought it would be more suitable if we had the food prepared earlier. Though, I have not ordered for us yet."
"No, it's alright. I can order now."
Tartaglia goes out of the restaurant to order for him and Zhongli's dinner.

"Hey, I'm back. The waitress said that our food would be ready in thirty minutes. I brought us some tea to drink while waiting!", Childe reported.
"Thank you, Tartaglia.", answered Zhongli

Zhongli sips from his tea as Tartaglia glances at him. As Zhongli is resting his cup, Childe gently removes it from his palms and places his lips where Zhongli placed his, and took a small sip.
"Tartaglia, you have your own cup."
"Oh? Oh! No, I know, ehe."
Childe can feel the tip of his ears and his cheeks slowly getting warmer.
"Why not kiss me on the lips instead?", Zhongli said in reply.
Shocked with a mix of confusion and embarrassment, Tartaglia then said; "...Did I hear you correctly?"

Zhongli stood up from the wooden chair and took two steps to where Tartaglia was sitting. He gently put the tip of his fingers on the ginger's right cheek, trailing down to his chin. He lifts up Tartaglia's head and leans in for a tender and short kiss.
Finally. Childe finally knows what Zhongli's soft, silky lips feel like on his. But he wanted to taste more than just Zhongli's lips.
Tartaglia put his hand on Zhongli's nape and pulled him close for a deeper, more intimate kiss. Zhongli pulled away from the kiss for a moment while their faces were just 3 centimeters apart.
"Childe, stand up."
He did as he said and Zhongli connected their lips once again. He placed his hand on Tartaglia's waist and made its way to the small part of Tartaglia's clothes where you can see his stomach. His hand slowly crept to Childe's bare back, initiating a short tingling wave of electricity from the mix of warmth and cold.
Tartaglia shuddered as Zhongli's cold fingers began to trace circles on his spine.
He removed his lips from Zhongli's to catch his breath, though there was still a glistening line of saliva connecting them.
"Are you enjoying this, Childe?", Zhongli softly whispered into the blue-eyed beauty's ear with his deep and musky voice.
Tartaglia had no response, but only his heavy breathing. Although, he didn't need to respond as Zhongli could already tell from his facial expression. A mischievous grin could be seen forming on his lips.

He started by taking off Childe's red scarf, then removed his gray coat, only to be left with his maroon dress shirt, revealing his collarbones. Childe gives a light chuckle as he realizes just how much control Zhongli has over him.

Zhongli leaned in to place gentle pecks starting from Childe's neck, down to his defined stomach through his shirt's tummy window.

"Xiangshengㅡ"
"Hm? What is it, Childe? If you want me to stop, you can just tell me."
"No, I don't want you to stop. But please, call me Ajax for tonight."
The corners of Zhongli's mouth turned up, as he whispered to Tartaglia's ear;

"I'll take note of that, Ajax."

a/n: HOLY FUCKING SHIT?????? WGY DOES THIS HAVE SO MANY READS YALL WTF.... I JUST MADE THIS AS A JOKE WTF 😟
anyways..... i think ill be updating this soon fhnngnr but dont get your hopes up