Work Text:
Zhongli had enjoyed his freedom since he had handed his gnosis over to the fatui. He didn't mind becoming basically another mortal in the crowd. He had been able to do more now than he ever had before. Visiting Mondastat, reconnecting with Barbatos—well Venti as the anemo archon went by now, and so much more.
Even though he had all this freedom, he still hadn't seen one specific person as much as he'd have liked. Despite his constant visits to Wangshu Inn, there were still times when his Yaksha wasn't there when he came to visit. Zhongli knew all he had to do was speak the name to call his yaksha to him, but he preferred the yaksha to not be forced to see him just so he could relish in the company.
It was when Zhongli awoke one morning, that he realized he had not visited his adepti in some time. Deciding it was as good a day as any, he set off towards Jueyun Karst.
The trip was lovely in his mind. Beautiful trees cast shade over the path. Flowers had bloomed and offered a refreshing scent that was lost within the boundaries of Liyue Harbor—considering the scent of the ocean overpowered all but the scent of fresh food from the food stalls when walking the streets. His journey met no obstacles and no enemies. Though, for a time, it was also met with no friends either.
It was as he ventured into the area that held the abodes of the adepti that Zhongli finally crossed paths with another, though they remained hidden and out of sight. Zhongli knew that a presence was following him and took to finding a secluded area to call them out on such actions. He knew exactly why they were following, and why they didn't approach, but it did not mean that Zhongli did not wish for them to join him out in the open.
Soon enough, Zhongli found an area that held only trees and rocks. It was far enough away from any adeptal abode to escape prying eyes—as he knew his adepti were mighty nosy—yet it also offered them privacy from anyone who would also be wondering about the area. The location would not be somewhere to stumble upon by chance.
"You know you need not hide from me," Zhongli called out.
Xiao used one of his tricks to appear behind Zhongli– a small, nearly unnoticeable, whistle accompanied the movement.
"I was just watching over you," Xiao spoke softly.
"Yes, but you need not hide while doing so. You could have walked by my side." Zhongli turned to see Xiao's head bowed. "I do always enjoy your company, Xiao." Zhongli could see as red crept up the base of Xiao's neck. Zhongli moved towards Xiao and slid a finger under his chin before lifting it until their eyes met. "Your company is the one I seek most often."
Xiao's eyes widened in surprise, the red now spreading to his cheeks. "Me?"
Zhongli nodded. "Of course." Zhongli took a step closer, allowing his hand to slide to the back of Xiao's neck. "I prefer you to anyone else." Xiao tried to pull away. Zhongli could hazard a guess as to why but refused to let Xiao get away that easily.
"You shouldn't."
Zhongli followed every move Xiao made until he had Xiao cornered against a tree. Xiao began to panic beneath Zhongli's meaningful gaze—Zhongli could see it. He placed a hand on the tree to brace himself up as he hovered over Xiao's smaller frame.
"I should. You have earned my attention by being exactly who you are. It has been many many years since I spoke of such things, but you earned my attention so long ago. It has been trying to not act upon my wants and desires." Zhongli dragged his hand up towards Xiao's face, gently caressing the yaksha's cheek. "I've caught your gaze as well. I've seen it."
"No! No, no, no. That wasn't—" Xiao tried to deny but was cut off by Zhongli's thumb pressing softly against his lips. Zhongli enjoyed the surprised wide eyes staring up at him in worry. Though he would never hurt Xiao, he couldn't help but admit how endearing it was to see the yaksha lose his strong facade.
"Do not deny the truth, Little One." Zhongli leaned down to Xiao's ear before continuing, "After all, perhaps bending to those wants is exactly what I wish to happen." With a tender kiss on Xiao's ear, Zhongli pulled away only to connect their lips instead.
Xiao froze in shock under Zhongli's touch. Instead of waiting for reciprocated actions, Zhongli moved to trail kisses down Xiao's jaw then his throat. When Zhongli's lips grazed over a certain area Xiao let out a breathy, "Wait."
Zhongli immediately stopped. "Is something the matter?" He swiped some hair out of his yaksha's eye as he allowed his fingers to graze Xiao's skin so tenderly.
"You—You're—This..." Xiao stuttered out trying to form something coherent.
With a smile, Zhongli responded. "If you truly do not want this, I will stop now, but know this is what I want. I want you and your company. I want anything you will allow me to have. But I will not force you to stay, I told you that long ago."
Zhongli was patient. Tender eyes watched as his yaksha decided what to do. He watched as war raged in Xiao's mind. To stay or to run? Zhongli ran his hands through Xiao's hair hoping to ease his worries.
"I will not be upset no matter what you decide." He watched as Xiao's eyes slipped shut with each rake of the hand through his hair. His body relaxed under the touch.
Finally, Xiao opened his eyes with a new look in them. He reached up to Zhongli's shoulder and pulled him closer. Their lips connected in need—in lust.
Zhongli pushed Xiao against the tree to deepen the kiss further. Hands tangled in each other's hair. Zhongli moved his hands to grip Xiao's ass. Quickly, he lifted Xiao up. Xiao responded by wrapping his legs around Zhongli's waist only to gasp. Zhongli smirked as he broke away. "Now, do you understand what you do to me, Little Yaksha?" Pushing himself further against Xiao's groin, he earned a groan in response.
He pulled Xiao away from the tree and eased him to the ground. "You truly are so irresistible in every way imaginable." His lips trailed to Xiao's right shoulder—kissing tenderly and peppering every inch of skin. The kisses continued down Xiao's arm until he reached the palm and placed a long kiss there.
With a placating kiss on Xiao's lips, he reached around and unraveled Xiao's legs from his waist before he slid a hand under Xiao's shirt. Slowly, Zhongli pushed it up tracing the contours and scars on Xiao's stomach. He kissed each scar on Xiao's stomach, muttering words of love with each kiss.
"Let me show you what you mean to me. Let me show you just how wonderful you are in my eyes, Little Yaksha," Zhongli spoke before he raised his lips to connect with Xiao's once more. The kiss was soft, sweet, and beyond gentle.
Zhongli's mind blurred together in the following moments. Discarded clothes, heated kisses, and tender touches passed between them until Zhongli's senses returned to him. His forehead pressed against Xiao's as his left hand rubbed up and down Xiao's thigh.
With a heated gaze trained on Xiao's flushed face, Zhongli moved lower down Xiao's naked body. He placed a soft kiss on the thigh in his hand before kissing further and further toward Xiao's groin and sliding his other hand up Xiao's right thigh.
Zhongli sat up as he wrapped one hand around Xiao's erection. "Fuck." Xiao breathed out—his breathing becoming ragged. Zhongli's hand was large– larger than Xiao had probably realized. With a few short up and down motions of the hand around him, Xiao twisted his head to the side gasping as his back arched off the ground.
"Look at you, Xiao. Do you see what I do to you?" Zhongli moved his hand a little faster. Xiao's cock twitched in his grasp. Xiao squirmed as his breathing became ragged to Zhongli's ears. Then, Xiao cried out as his body tensed. He released into Zhongli's hand. With a chuckle, Zhongli helped Xiao through his high before he connected their lips in a heated kiss.
During the kiss, Zhongli moved his hand further down and slid one of his fingers against Xiao's hole. Xiao broke the kiss, throwing his head to the side with a hiss. Zhongli chuckled as he placed a kiss on Xiao's throat.
"So sensitive." He pushed his finger inside with ease thanks to the coating on them from moments before. Xiao gasped and reached for Zhongli's shoulders—digging his fingers into the skin.
Zhongli couldn't help the swell of ecstasy in his chest and the heat that pooled in his groin—his cock throbbing in anticipation. All he wanted was to ruin Xiao. Ruin him in every way imaginable. He wanted to send Xiao over the edge again and again and again as he filled Xiao's small form to the brim with his seed.
But he had to take his time, he knew Xiao wasn't that experienced—if he was experienced at all. He wanted to savor every cry, moan, whimper, and reaction he could get from the male beneath him. He wanted it all.
He moved his finger in and out a few times earning a moan from Xiao's swollen lips. Then, he grazed his teeth against the base of Xiao's throat—Xiao's breath hitching in response.
"Morax..." Xiao moaned out breathily.
Zhongli groaned in response—his cock twitching as his true name rolled off Xiao's tongue like melted butter. He had to hold himself back from just taking him to his heart's desire. Instead, he added a second finger wanting to move things along as quickly as he could.
Xiao mewled and arched his back again. Zhongli's fingers curled, and he took a deep breath to calm himself. Xiao was so reactive that it was close to pushing him too far. He was so close to throwing away any restraint he had left.
Xiao dragged his hands down Zhongli's back. Zhongli was certain it was leaving marks, and it left him thrilled at the idea. His fingers inside Xiao were curling and moving in and out. "God, the things you're doing to me, Alatus." Xiao careened and mewled lewdly as his true name left Zhongli's lips. Zhongli managed to slide a third finger in before Xiao came again. The white substance painted a layer over Xiao's stomach.
It was obvious to Zhongli that Xiao was blissed out as his body went slack. His mouth was parted while he panted heavily. His eyes were so heavily hooded that they looked practically closed.
Zhongli bit his lip as he let out a groan. "Fuck, you look so good." Zhongli licked up Xiao's throat before nibbling on his ear. "I think you're ready for me. I can't wait to feel you take me inside of you—to feel your hot flesh surrounding me." Zhongli panted heavily at the image he had painted inside his head. "Fuck. I can't wait any longer."
Zhongli pulled his fingers out and quickly lined himself up. His hands were gripping Xiao's hips harshly, lifting Xiao's ass off the ground. Xiao simply whimpered at the movement of his body and Zhongli's fingers digging into his flesh. Zhongli pressed his tip to Xiao's entrance, earning a sharp gasp before he pushed himself in sharply.
"Oh, fuck!" Zhongli was panting hard from how tight Xiao was around him. He felt his eyes roll back into his head from the feeling as he leaned forward and placed a hand on the ground beside Xiao's chest. His breathing became unstable from the confines he had just thrust himself into.
In the process, Zhongli had almost missed Xiao's back arch so sharply, and the way Xiao's mouth opened wide in a gurgled moan. Xiao's eyes were blown open as he choked for the air he had lost from the force of being filled to the brim with Zhongli's cock.
Zhongli panted and tried to regain his bearings. As he looked over Xiao, his eyes zeroed in on the yaksha's stomach. A bulge was there, one that hadn't been there moments prior. His eyes roamed over Xiao once more before they settled on the hands that were digging into the ground.
He didn't recall Xiao letting go of his back or shoulders, but he assumed it had happened when Xiao had released for the second time. Zhongli knew Xiao wouldn't last long—hell, Xiao's cock already looked spent but also on the verge of yet another orgasm.
Zhongli waited until Xiao had regained some semblance of normal breathing before he gulped and gave Xiao the only warning of what was to come alongside a bit of praise. "I'm gonna move. Archons, you're doing so good, Baby. Just a bit more. I just need a bit more." His voice trailed off towards the end, as he gripped Xiao's hip harder. His right hand dug deep into the dirt beside Xiao's chest.
He pulled out slowly due to how tight Xiao was. "Fuck!" Zhongli hissed through his teeth. Xiao's high-pitched whine echoed in accompaniment. Once all but the head of his cock was out, he slammed back in just like he had when he entered Xiao initially.
He growled as Xiao let out another loud cry. The noise encouraged him to go faster—his movements no longer being slow or composed. His animalistic archon side had decided to come through. With every thrust, he was focused less and less on his actions and more and more on the reactions from the smaller male he was fucking so greedily in the middle of the woods.
Xiao was a writhing mess beneath him. The slight glow of his hands didn't register in his mind, only the sweet, sweet noises that were escaping Xiao's lips were flooding Zhongli's mind. The crisp whines and cries that came with every thrust. The howls of being pushed to the limit that came alongside the even sharper tightness around his cock when Xiao came yet again.
Zhongli didn't stop when tears escaped from Xiao's eyes or when drool began to slide down from Xiao's lips. He didn't stop when Xiao could only grunt and moan and whimper with every thrust he took from Zhongli's eager, heated, and lust-filled form.
No. It was when Xiao let out a scream as he reached the edge of a fourth orgasm. It was when Zhongli's thrusts had become so sloppy from reaching his own peak of arousal. Zhongli finally stopped and returned to his senses when he came deep inside of Xiao. His voice practically strained as he growled out, "Alatus!"
Zhongli panted as he steadied himself after his release. His arms were braced against the ground on either side of Xiao's torso—golden with his claws elongated. His tail swished to the side, entering his slightly calmed vision. His cock was still buried deep inside of Xiao as if trying to make sure not a single drop slipped out—though, that wasn't actually Zhongli's intention at the moment. He just couldn't bring himself to move as he stared so lovingly at Xiao.
Xiao was so far gone as he lay splayed out on the ground. He had thought Xiao was beautiful before when he had three of his fingers knuckle deep inside, but now—now—Xiao looked breathtaking.
Heavy pants escaped Xiao's slightly parted mouth with each rise and fall of his chest. A dazed look flitted across his face when his eyes opened for a brief moment before sealing shut again as if he was fighting to stay awake. Tear streaks coated Xiao's cheek while a line of drool traveled its way towards the earth. His head was rolled over to the right side in exhaustion.
Xiao's right hand was facing up as it was laying next to his head—dirt-stained from when he had dug into the earth with it. Meanwhile, his left hand was still buried in the earth next to Zhongli's knee, though the hand was buried loosely.
Then, Zhongli caught sight of Xiao's torso.
Despite the angry red cock that was limp between them, and the sticky white substance that covered so much of Xiao's chest and stomach, neither of these were what really made Zhongli want to hide Xiao away and just fuck him over and over– just to see this image forever.
It was the large bump in Xiao's stomach. Not just from Zhongli's cock that still remained inside—oh no, it was the fact that Zhongli had filled Xiao so much with his seed that the bump from when he first rammed himself inside Xiao was now twice, if not three times, as large.
Zhongli gulped and closed his eyes tight. Taking a deep breath, he tried not to just start fucking—the obviously very exhausted—Xiao once more. He forced himself to pull out of Xiao at a somewhat-slow pace. Xiao gasped and whimpered as the movement was too much for his very worn-out and very sensitive body.
Zhongli ran a still glowing hand through Xiao's hair as he whispered, "It's okay, Love. You did so well. You were brilliant."
Zhongli hissed as his cock was fully pulled from the confines of Xiao's ass. The cool air left a sharp prickling sensation as Zhongli took a deep breath to center himself once again. He watched as his semen began to dribble out of Xiao's gaping ass. Zhongli almost moved to shove his cock back inside to keep it from escaping—to maybe even add another round inside as well, but another whimper brought his attention away from the addictive view of Xiao's ass.
Xiao had fresh tears streaming down his face. Zhongli gently cupped his warm hands around Xiao's drenched cheeks and wiped away the tears, careful not to scratch Xiao's cheek with his claws. He leaned down and placed soft kisses on every inch of Xiao's face before finishing with a long tender kiss on Xiao's lips.
With his forehead resting against Xiao's, Zhongli began to speak. "I am so proud of you, Xiao. You handled everything so well. You were so good." He watched as the tears pooled in Xiao's eyes again but no longer fell.
Xiao gave a watery smile. He opened his mouth a little to try and speak, but it was so soft that, if their faces had been any further apart, Zhongli might have missed it. "Love you. Anything for you."
Zhongli smiled with a shake of his head. "The things I want to do right now would break you, Dear One. You need to rest. It is my turn to watch over you now." He placed another kiss on Xiao's forehead. "I love you, Little Yaksha. Now, rest."
Xiao gave a small grin—unable to offer much else—as he let his eyes slide shut. His breathing quickly settled into soft even breaths that told Zhongli he was asleep. Xiao had been truly exhausted.
Zhongli took another deep breath and carefully pulled Xiao onto his lap. Xiao whimpered softly in his sleep. Zhongli winced believing he may have overdone it for their first time together. He swung his tail to wrap gently around him and Xiao, hoping to offer even further protection for his precious sleeping yaksha.
But when Xiao snuggled further into Zhongli's chest—the sticky semen still escaping Xiao's gaping hole and traveling down Xiao's slim yet defined thighs—he knew that it was okay. That they were only at the beginning of their time together. And maybe, just maybe, one day he would get to fuck Xiao until he was giving out instead of his little yaksha...