Low winds swept through liyue, dark clouds slowly covered the sky. Peering out of the glass wall from his chamber, the god of contracts turned to his lover,
"The sky is grey today, perhaps it will rain"
"Then we can spend the whole day together, just the two of us," Childe replied, already situated on the sofa
"Is there anything, in particular, you wish to do Childe?"
"I have a few ideas but," the ginger motioned the other man to take a seat beside him.
"Sit here first~"
As Zhongli sat down, Childe rest his head on the brunette's shoulder. Childe loosened his lover's robe, revealing Morax's arms. An ombre of brown mixing into gold. Many designs were carved into his pale skin that would glow a brilliant gold. Compared to the pair's first encounter, the colour seemed more vibrant and alive. A warm fuzzy feeling crept its way into Tartaglia's heart. Although he was content with his current status with Zhongli, a small sensation of greed lingered inside him.
"Ever since my arrival here in Liyue, all I've received is terrible treatment and getting shocked every five seconds" he pouted. Zhongli wore a guilty/painful expression,
"To make it up to you, we'll exchange rolls for today. You can do anything you want to me."
This statement from Zhongli sparked an idea in Childe's mind.
"Anything?..." he asked taking the collar off his neck.
"Yes," Zhongli responded sharp and clear. Inching closer to his lover, he handed over the item. After adjusting the collar to his preference he looked back to Childe. Swiftly, Childe grabbed the collar bring Zhongli much closer. With their faces only a few centimetres apart, the harbinger leaned into his lover's ear and whispered,
"Well let's get this started then, Morax"
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Childe x Zhongli "A Servant to the King"
FanficIn the world of teyvat each region has it's renowned military. The most infamous of them all is the Fatui. From the kingdom of Snezhaya the 11 harbingers are a force to be reckoned with. One of the most feared members of the organization is "Childe"...
