CAUTION : This is a FULL spicy/lemon oneshot, and contains scenes inappropriate for babies! Bad for babies! Super bad for babies!
-Has a M4M and an M4F ————————————————————
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"Mating Season"
A day in Liyue is always spent in the most productive way: being able to complete a great amount of work, while having a good mind to do so. It had always been like that, especially for Liyue's former archon, Morax, also known as Rex Lapis, and exclusively as Zhongli. Being human, Zhongli knew he wouldn't need to think about things he needed to remember when he was a dragon, or so he thought.
Today marks the beginning of a dragon's mating season, and Rex Lapis wasn't ready for that.
Zhongli sat stiff on his office, silently panicking when he felt the familiar arousal and the heat gradually increase the more he sat there. This was inappropriate, especially for a consultant at a funeral parlor— I mean, it sounds gruesome already out of context.
The man was gripping his lap in an attempt to restrain myself, and he wished he was at home with his lover, dealing with an unsuspected heat.
As if the day couldn't get better, sarcastically narrating, the male traveller and his companion walked into the Wangsheng funeral parlor, trying to find the man, and finding him sitting on his office. Keep calm, Zhongli said to himself mentally as Aether and Paimon approached the "usually calm" Zhongli.
"Mister Zhongli!" Aether called the male, who unusually flinched at his voice. "Ah- yes, good to see you, Traveller." Zhongli smiles charmingly like usual, a scintilla of straining hidden in hi smile. "I assume you are already done with your commissions?" Aether nodded vigorously in reply. "Good job."
Zhongli's smile then turns into a frown, "Unfortunately, I won't be able to listen to Iron Tongue Tian's stories with you, so you are free to do whatever you want for the day, however..." He leans a little near to Aether, as if to say a secret.
"Another favor, c-can you find Y/n and ask her to come here immediately. There's... some things I need to discuss with her." Paimon suspiciously looked at the rather innocent consultant, while Aether nodded, ready to go, when Paimon asked Zhongli what could it be. "I'm afraid it's something classified," Zhongli immediately answered. Paimon pouted at the reply. "Now off you go, Traveller. I will see you very soon."
