A Yokai, Yaksha, Oni, and a Reincarnated Dragon Lord walk into a shrine.

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Ajax lay on the ground in front of the dragon statue completely naked. His head rested against the flooring as his butt was up in the air. Since his nails were so long it was hard to play with his ass. His fantasies went wild in his mind as he touched himself. 

"Nngh...Morax..." he whimpered. 

Ajax sat up and threw a foxfire at the statue in his rage. "Do you know how long I've waited for you? What do I have to do to bring you back? Fuck someone else?! Would you even feel jealousy you old rock?!" he snapped and hid his face in his arm. 

"I don't care anymore," he muttered, lowering his arm. His eyes were hollow, devoid of any good emotions. He sat there, naked, in front of the statue without moving a muscle. 

...

"Kitsune?" Zhongli ran into the room and picked him up. His body was cold and his eyes lifeless. He stared at the statue but he'd been like this for hours while Zhongli was resting. "Kitsune!" Zhongli lightly tapped his cheek but there was no response. He didn't know enough about the yokai to be of much assistance. 

His name is Ajax.

Zhongli looked around to see where the voice had come from but quickly realized it was more like a whisper in his own mind. He had gotten more and more of these recently. Faint whispers or images of memory he didn't understand. Zhongli winced. A sharp pain ran through his head. 

"Ajax," he heard himself speak, and yet it didn't feel like his own voice. Zhongli leaned over the unresponsive yokai and kissed him. A trickle of blood (from him biting his own lip due to stress) entered Ajax's mouth. A soft light enveloped both of them as an invisible chain wrapped around the two. 

Light came back to Ajax's eyes and he pushed Zhongli away, wiping his mouth and trying to cough out the kiss as if it was something bad he had digested. "What have you done?" he snapped, scratching at his neck to attempt to remove the invisible chain. "What have you done?!" he growled, crouching down on all fours. His tail bristled as did his hair. "How dare you enter a familiar contract with me!" 

Zhongli's eyes looked different from usual. Ajax stared, calming down, his anger turning to concern. "Are you...okay?" he asked, reaching out his hand. 

"You don't recognize me anymore, do you?" Zhongli spoke but Ajax felt that it wasn't Zhongli speaking at all. "I shall leave this young one to you. Forgive me for interrupting for a moment," he placed his hand on his chest and smiled softly. "I do not have the strength I once did-" Zhongli's eyes closed and he fell forward for Ajax to catch him.  

"Zhongli?" His eyes turned from concern to rage once again. "When you wake up I am going to kill you myself you idiot mortal!" he growled. "How dare you bind me to you!" Ajax dropped Zhongli, not feeling a single bit of remorse about his body giving a light 'thud' against the ground. "Let me wither away into nothingness! I'm tired!" Ajax lifted his leg and motioned to kick Zhongli's ribs but stopped at the last moment. He sighed and ran his hand down his face. "To think I now have to follow every wish of a mortal not even 10% my age." 

Ajax paced the room and held his chin. "Should I seduce him into setting me free? Ah, no, that won't work he already has a crush on me..." Ajax stopped walking and snapped his fingers. "If I ban him from the shrine he can't control what I do....ah, no, that won't work either he could just order me to let him in again..." 

Zhongli opened his eyes to see Ajax's naked back and his tail swishing back and forth. His ears twitched and he kept motioning with his hands in the air, muttering words to himself. Zhongli couldn't fight the urge to reach out and grab his tail. 

"Eh?" Ajax nearly jumped out of his skin as Zhongli pulled on his tail. He was forced to sit down while Zhongli hugged his fluffy tail and closed his eyes again. "I am going to murder you," Ajax's eyes lit up with rage and fire surrounded his fist. His teeth sharpened as he growled, enveloping Zhongli's body in his foxfire. 

Nothing happened. 

"Morax help me," Ajax slapped his hands over his face, mortified. "I can't harm someone who has made me a familiar! Who created these rules?"