Thread by @kelico_kx

🔞 #ZhongChi idol au where they live as housemates. Ajax's mornings were never dull. He wakes up in the arms of a national treasure, the very man who was recently voted the most handsome of the year — and the leader of their unit.

Ajax came as a close second, but he did not mind. He, of all people, knew just how hard Zhongli had worked for his own career and unit. He's indebted to him, if anything, with the older man continually acting as a leash to his reckless self.

The ginger rests his head on the man's shoulder and snuggles against him, their feet tangle beneath the blanket and hair brushing over naked skin. Ajax hums in satisfaction. Some say that Ajax behaves as the spoiled youngest, while Zhongli indulges him.

Well, if only they knew.

A broad hand rests over his smaller back and pulls him close.

"'Mornin'," Ajax muffles just as a languid and affectionate kiss is planted over his forehead, "...how long did you spent reviewing the company's feedback after I slept?"

"Rest assured, Childe," Zhongli mumbles the ginger's stage name while his tired eyes remain closed in comfort. "Things will never sour to the point that our youngest needs to take the senior's work into his own hands."

His pride will not allow it.

But more importantly, he did not want to worry Childe. But the ginger frowned in disbelief.

Unbeknownst to Zhongli, his fatigue was beginning to show. It became apparent from the way that he had replaced his beloved tea with stronger caffeine,

to the late hours that he had slept. It was all despite the affectionate dub as the 'old man' of the group by their fans. The ginger shifts his weight to straddle and cupping the man's sculptured jaw.

"Hmn, as expected of our reliable Zhongli," Ajax mumbles against the man's lips before rewarding with a kiss. He did not want to undermine his work, nor to steal them from him. But as he wraps his arms around his leader, Ajax made a mental note to complain to the company.

The youngest of idols in Teyvat are often impulsive, demanding and wicked. Childe was not an exception. He teases the older male, running his tongue over his in playful invitation. #nsfw

The crack of ambers that he is returned with, the disapproving furrow of brows made him smirk against the kiss. Ajax shifts his hip, meeting a half-hard erection against the split of his own soft mounds.

Strings of ink-like hair are strewn over the man's broad shoulder and chest, making him exceedingly charming. The media doesn't lie. If anything, he is never praised enough. Atop such a man, Childe dips to whisper into his ear.

"I think our beloved leader deserves a good fuck.

What do you say, Zhongli..?" Ajax purrs with his honeyed words. Perhaps the reason why he'd never won against the man is his own obsession of him. In what way does he come short of Zhongli? His voice? Or his body?

Curiosity begets lust.

But simple tricks and teasings would never have been enough to topple a man as immovable as rock. That is why the youngest had declared his interest in sleeping with other celebrities in the past.

And with a smile, Ajax watched as the eyes of his leader once darken into shades of anger.

He's coy now — 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥, if ever needed to be fit into a description. Ajax showers the brunet's face with adorable kisses while his bottom leaks with scandals of the previous night.

It takes more convincing, shameless pleas and grinds against his shaft until the brunet finally gives. Ajax lets out a yelp as he is flipped onto the bed. Clearly, every fan that calls him an 'old man' are liars. This man is nowhere near feeble in his built nor strength,

or in the way that he parts his legs and dips his digits into the sullied hole.

Ajax lets out a moan. His hand reached back to grab onto the sheets while the other parts his own walls to be fucked on his fingers. The wet squelches of the digits echo in the quiet of the room.

"Ah, ah, Zhongli," Ajax sighs, pleasure picking up while the brunet angles his fingers and thrust against the sensitive bundle.

A loud moan slips past his lips, urging the youngest to lift his hips and grind his prostate against the heels of calloused fingers.

He’s close. Oh, so awfully close that Ajax darts to wrap around his own shaft for pleasure. A hand grips around his wrist in bruising force and pins it above his head.

Ajax winched while his gaping hole misses the digits that had left him wanting for more.

"Rascal," Zhongli hisses, eyes of molten cor narrowing down at the other, "had I not taught you to please instead of take?"

Often, it is easy to forget when the pleasure is too much, but it is never an excuse to forget what was taught. Ajax crosses his legs to curb the untouched shaft. Past the lips that he'd bitten down, he murmurs softly.

"...I'm sorry, Zhongli. Let me make it up to you, please?"

He bats his eyelashes as if that would make a difference — and it did.

Few are able to withstand the coy flirtation of Teyvat's renowned 'pretty boy'. Not even the leader of his own unit, and even less likely when it comes to the excitable appendage between his legs.

Zhongli kneads the bridge of his nose. The youngest had always troubled him, so much so that he houses the boy and keeps him pinned to his bed on most nights. Freed from the hold on his wrists, Ajax throws his arms around the brunet and plants a wet kiss on his cheek.

"We have plenty of time before practice," he quips before shifting to trace the hard muscles of the brunet's body, "just stay put and I'll do all the work."

Anything for the diligent man who leads them, but most of all, him. The ginger wets his lips before lowering his head.

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