Claim me in the snow, warm me with your love

by MJBunnyLuv

Summary:

Zhongli and Childe go to Snezhnaya for the holidays and take advantage of their vacation to explore each other's bodies in ways they never have before.

Notes:

Merry Kinkmas everyone! I've tried to tag all the major things that happen in this fic, but the notes will also have individual chapter tags, so keep an eye out for those. I have had so much fun writing this fic it's insane!

Chapter 1 Prompt: Belly Bulge

Chapter 1: Beginning - Belly Bulge

It was a long walk back from Jueyun Karst, but Zhongli had to inform his friends that he would be leaving for Snezhnaya in the morning. As predicted, Xianyun was very concerned by his sudden announcement. Zhongli spent more than half his visit talking her down and explaining that he was traveling with Ajax. There would be no wars made between him and the Tsaritsa. They had an agreement after all.

By the time Zhongli made it back to Liyue Harbor, the lanterns were glowing a soft yellow and every restaurant was packed with people enjoying the nightlife of the city. He was meant to meet up with Ajax for dinner at Third Round Knockout and as he crossed the bridge, Zhongli spotted a familiar head of ginger hair. The harbinger looked comfortable standing among the crowd, hands in his pockets and a soft smile on his face.

Heat stirred in Zhongli's belly. He was hungry for something other than the delicacies of his nation. His tastes were far more aligned with foreign cuisine.

"Xiansheng!" Ajax called brightly, spotting him through the group of people walking through the street. He slipped through the crowd and stood before the former archon, a wide smile on his face. "I half expected you to forget we were meeting tonight."

"Apologies," Zhongli bowed his head lightly. "The adepti had much to say about my departure."

"Of course they did." Ajax rolled his eyes. "Let me guess, Xiao was the most concerned?"

"Cloud Retainer. Though, Xiao did not say much, his expression was that of a disgruntled kitten. I suppose Xianyun said everything he was thinking, and so, he decided not to waste his words."

"Why are they so nervous?" Ajax asked. "You're a literal god!"

Zhongli chuckled at that. He laid a hand on his lover's lower back, ushering him gently through the crowd and toward the restaurant. The adepti, his friends, would always worry for him. He was an old being and had done much in his life that would be cause for concern. But this was but a friendly visit. He had no intentions of visiting with the Cryo Archon, but perhaps she would be feeling nostalgic and request his presence one day while he was in her nation.

"Shall we eat?"

"Yeah, I'm starving. Long day at the bank and then training new recruits out near Dunyu Ruins."

"Performing your harbinger duties well, I see." Zhongli smiled as they were shown to their table.

No matter the time of day or how many people were waiting, Zhongli always had a table reserved for him at Third Round Knockout. The owners loved him — mostly because he ordered a lot of food and his Snezhnayan companion left a hefty tip at the end of their meal.

"So," Ajax said, his demeanor turning a bit awkward. "We leave tomorrow morning at dawn."

"That is correct. Does something concern you?"

The ginger man shook his head. "Not really concern. Just… nerves."

"Tell me, baobei," Zhongli said softly, reaching across the table to place his hand atop Ajax's.

"It's nothing really. Just that I haven't been home in a while and my family is pretty rowdy. They'll want to see me. And…"

"They will want to meet me as well?"

"Yeah, definitely," Ajax said with a nod. "My younger siblings don't know I'm aligned with the Fatui, let alone one of the Harbingers. Though, I suspect Tonia has figured it out."

"She is your youngest sister, yes?"

"Mmhmm. Sharp as a tack that one. But be careful, she'll bust your balls."

"Oh my." Zhongli said in surprise, blinking slowly. He chuckled softly, imagining a young woman who has no time for games or silly wordplay. He supposed she would be great conversation, even if she would surely have a thing or two to say about his relationship with her dear older brother.

"Mama will feed you and keep feeding you until you burst."

"It has been a long time since I have partaken in Snezhnayan delicacies. It will be a wonderful change."

Ajax's grin turned mischievous. "You're going to have something pleasant to say about everyone aren't you?"

"I would never have anything bad to say about you or your family, baobei," Zhongli confirmed. "They are part of you and thus are just as precious to me."

"I don't deserve you," Ajax shook his head.

"You deserve the world."

Dusty pink warmed Ajax's cheeks and he looked away with a smile. He wouldn't meet Zhongli's eyes. Compliments were still hard for him to accept and while Zhongli made it a point to praise his lover frequently, Ajax continued to become flustered by such words.

They ordered their meals and discussed their plans for travel further, the conversation light. Zhongli helped Ajax with his chopsticks like usual. Despite living in Liyue for over a year, the man still had a tough time grasping the utensils. He always wanted to hold them like a weapon, which greatly amused Zhongli.

Just the close proximity had his instincts kicking up. With them leaving for a new place, his need to mark and claim Ajax grew. If he didn't make sure that anyone looking the harbinger's way knew who he belonged to, Zhongli would worry someone else would try to make a claim. It was a silly thought, one based in old habits. Ajax wouldn't entertain anyone else's advances. There was no reason Zhongli should be feeling so territorial, and yet, here he was, ready to pounce.

"Are you feeling alright, Xiansheng?"

"I am quite well, thank you."

"You just growled at the waiter for refilling my tea."

Zhongli cleared his throat and felt his face warm with embarrassment. It was not often he lost control. He supposed the impending trip to Snezhnaya had him even more riled up than usual.

"Perhaps we could retire early this evening?" he asked, amber eyes imploring Ajax to understand his meaning.

A mischievous grin formed on his lover's face making making his dull blue eyes crinkle at the corners. It was obvious he followed Zhongli's train of thought. Especially by the way he licked his lips and looked the former archon up and down.

Ajax chuckled and took a slow bite of his food, dragging out the time it took for him to chew and swallow. An exaggerated hum of pleasure left his lips making Zhongli's skin prickle. He was doing this on purpose.

"Childe," he said with a warning tone.

But the harbinger continued to rile him up further, removing his gloves and reaching across the table to swipe his thumb over Zhongli's bottom lip. He brought the digit to his mouth and licked it clean while mirth danced in his eyes.

"You are playing a dangerous game."

"Am I?" Ajax asked, his voice light. "I thought we were having a nice dinner before leaving for Snezhnaya tomorrow bright and early. Or perhaps you have other plans that will keep me up all night long?"

Maintaining the composure of a much more in control man, Zhongli sighed and took a sip of his tea. Beneath the table, his ankles were crossed tightly and his cock was half hard. If his lover wasn't careful, he might just give everyone in Liyue Harbor a show. Though, that was exactly what Ajax wanted, wasn't it? For Zhongli to lose control.

"Finish your food and I will make good on those plans," Zhongli said, his voice low.

Ajax stuffed an entire bao into his mouth with a laugh and chewed furiously. It seemed a fire was lit under him and there was no dousing it now.

They were finished with their meal far sooner than Zhongli anticipated. With Ajax's hand in his, they walked through the streets at a brisk pace, narrowly avoiding people meandering about the shops and restaurants downtown. By the time they made it to Zhongli's apartment above Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, Ajax was practically climbing Zhongli like a tree. His hands fisted in the consultant's coat, fingers slipping beneath the hem to slide over toned muscle, hand resting over a frantically beating heart.

"What's got you so worked up, Xiansheng?" he asked with a smirk.

"You are an absolute menace," Zhongli answered, shoving the harbinger inside and slamming the door shut.

Ajax laughed, throwing his head back and clinging to Zhongli's hair as the adeptus found a new home in the crook of his neck. Nips and kisses peppered the column of his throat and his feet moved to carry them deeper into the apartment.

"Can't think straight, old man?" Ajax asked, the backs of his knees hitting the couch and making him lose his balance.

"When you are involved, my mind is always a mess of thoughts. But our upcoming trip has me particularly frazzled."

"Why is that?"

Zhongli crawled onto the couch, looming above Ajax and slotting himself between his thighs. His lover's calf slid up and down over his hip, sending heat flaring across his skin.

"Because the thought of you leaving my territory without my mark, my claim, is driving me to this state. You are mine in every sense of the word, Ajax. Do you understand?"

The harbinger choked on a sharp intake of breath and let out a long moan. He nodded furiously. "Yeah, yeah I get it. You're jealous."

"This goes beyond jealousy," Zhongli told him. "If anyone dares to look at you with lustful eyes, if they touch you in any way I see as a challenge, there will be consequences."

"Oh," Ajax breathed. "So, this is about mates."

Finally, he was understanding a little bit of what had Zhongli's mind so hazy. He needed to refresh his marks on his lover, his mate, his Ajax. His blood pulsed in his veins and he began to lose control of his form. Ajax's eyes widened in awe as golden antlers sprouted from Zhongli's temples.

"I'll never get tired of that."

Zhongli tugged at Ajax's clothing. "Off, now."

The harbinger was quick to obey, his jacket and shirt being discarded in a flash. Next were his pants. He arched to unbuckle his belt and push them down over his hips and ass. Once they were around his calves, Zhongli pulled them off the rest of the way, leaving him only in his underwear, half-hard cock tenting the fabric.

"Now you," he said, reaching for Zhongli. "I want to see."

The adeptus stripped, piece by piece, folding each garment neatly and setting them aside despite the roiling need in his gut to fuck and claim and breed. His cocks were hard in his pants, trapped and desperate to be released. Each inch of skin marked by golden tattoos was worshiped by Ajax through touch by fingers and mouth, heightening Zhongli's need.

When he got his pants off and folded away, Ajax got to his knees and wrapped fingers around Zhongli's upper cock, his hand stroking slowly, reverently. With a moan, the adeptus tilted his head back and let his eyes flutter shut. The first touch always took the edge off, though the heat in his belly that had been simmering for the last hour turned up to a boil.

"Lie back," Zhongli ordered, pressing on Ajax's shoulder firmly.

The harbinger grinned and did as told, already using hydro to slick Zhongli's cock. He spread his legs and worked his underwear off, revealing his own cock, resting hard and heavy against his hip. Zhongli followed, settling between his thighs and leaned down to capture his lover's lips in a sensual kiss. Their mouths moved in tandem, tongues and teeth bumping in their excitement.

"More hydro," Zhongli requested and felt the cool liquid coat his fingers. He brought them to Ajax's hole, massaging over his rim and adding a bit of pressure.

"Oh yeah, just like that," Ajax sighed, letting his legs fall open further.

One finger slipping inside, thrusting slowly to coat his tight walls. Zhongli added a second finger when Ajax became more vocal, his usual tell that he was ready for the next step. All the while, they continued kissing, a messy tangle of tongues.

Soon, with three fingers sliding in and out of his loosened hole and curling just right over his prostate, Ajax was begging for his lover's cock.

"Fuck me, Zhongli, make me yours."

"You are mine, you have been mine since the day I laid eyes on you. And after I am finished with you, no one will question my claim."

Ajax tensed at the feel of Zhongli's cock at his entrance but relaxed against the cushions quickly. The slow, shallow thrusts weren't enough for either of them. They never were. With a leg thrown over his hip and a foot digging into his ass, Zhongli took Ajax roughly, his lower cock buried inside while the upper slid over Ajax's length in long strokes.

The friction was divine and that boiling need was nearly sated as Zhongli hurtled toward orgasm. Ajax's back bowed with each thrust, his prostate stimulated with each long slide in and out of his tight hole and his shaft pulsing beneath the thick and heavy cock gliding over his own.

He panted and gasped, his own release close at hand. His eyes fluttered open as they parted for breath. Ajax pressed a hand to his lower abdomen, feeling the place where Zhongli was grinding deep inside, his skin bulging outward. A shiver rolled through him, hot and cold tingling over his nerves. Zhongli was carving out a space for himself within his body, truly making his claim known. No one else would feel as good inside. No one would stretch him, fill him, or fuck him as good as Zhongli could.

"Fuck, I c-can feel you here," he moaned. "Archons, I'm going to, fuck I'm going to—"

With a slight adjustment of the angle, Zhongli nailed his prostate with each deep thrust, sending Ajax over the edge, his hole clenching around Zhongli's cock. It was enough for the adeptus to tumble after him, coming deep inside and spilling over Ajax's stomach in long, thick ropes. They panted, chests heaving and eyes glassy with lust and pleasure.

Ajax's hand didn't move from his abdomen, resting over the bulge there. "That's so hot, holy shit." He let his head fall back with a satisfied moan and stroked over the outline of Zhongli's cock.

"You are magnificent, baobei," Zhongli murmured, his instincts finally sated.

Only he could have Ajax like this. To carve out a place for himself deep inside and fill him up with his seed. Zhongli tucked his face into Ajax's shoulder and sucked a mark there, the skin reddening with the attention. It wouldn't be visible above the collar of his shirt, but it was enough for Zhongli to know he wore his mark at all.

"We have a long trip ahead of us," Zhongli said when he pulled back, his softening cock slipping from Ajax's abused hole. "We should bathe and retire for the evening."

Ajax chuckled and shook his head, but accepted his lover's outstretched hand to help him up from the couch all the same. "You call me a menace and then fuck me within an inch of my life."

"Crude words. I only set out to restake my claim. Should you ever wish to not engage all you need to say is no."

Ajax kissed him, shoving his tongue into Zhongli's mouth and gripping one of his antlers tightly. "I love you, dummy! It's hot as hell when you get all possessive. I'll never say no to a good dicking down."

Zhongli sighed at the uncouth way his lover described their love making but still offered a gentle smile. He pressed his forehead to Ajax's and let himself be enraptured by him for a few moments — feeling Ajax's hot breaths fan over his face, the scent of him so close he could taste the oil he used to polish his weapons as well as the crisp scented cologne he favored. With a gentle tilt of his head, their noses bumped together and Zhongli couldn't help kissing him again.

"Careful Xiansheng, keep kissing me like that and we'll be at it until sunrise."

"I would not be opposed to such an arrangement," Zhongli purred. "But you are correct, we should settle in for the night."

"Insatiable lizard," Ajax chuckled.

Zhongli placed a kiss to Ajax's nose before pulling away and leading them toward the bathroom to wash up. He might be an greedy, jealous god of old, but he had Ajax to indulge in him. He squeezed the younger man's fingers and brought them to his lips for a gentle kiss.

"Thank you for humoring this old lizard."

"Any time," Ajax laughed and rushed forward to start a bath.

Any time, huh? Zhongli would put that in his back pocket for later. Perhaps Ajax would indulge him further one of these days.

Chapter 2: Voyage - Shibari

Summary:

While on the ship to Snezhnaya, Zhongli and Ajax can't help gravitating toward each other.

Notes:

Chapter 2 Prompt: Shibari

They were five days into their trip when Zhongli started throwing heated glances Ajax's way. The adeptus really was insatiable, even more so now that they'd left his territory.

Ajax ignored his advances at first, but soon couldn't help melting into kisses peppered along the nape of his neck or resist the hands that roamed over his body, fingers tightening on his hips and pulling him back against Zhongli's obvious arousal. But that was as far as things went.

No sloppy sex below deck or makeout sessions beneath the stars. Ajax was a tease as always, leaving his lover to simmer after a little taste.

Even tonight, he was busy playing TCG with a few of the crew members, ignoring Zhongli's furtive glances. The adeptus was so obvious with his desires it was almost comical.

"Lord Harbinger, are you excited to be returning to your homeland?" one of the men asked and Ajax turned his attention to him with a smile.

"I am," he answered. "I've missed the crisp air of Snezhnaya for some time. The humidity of Liyue has definitely been something to get used to."

The man chuckled. "I've been many places on this ship and the busiest harbor is always Liyue. Go there pretty often and I honestly prefer the warmer climate."

Ajax shook his head. "I'll be happy to return to Her Majesty's service once my vacation is over. I am thrilled to be close to the tall pines and icy fjords of my home once again. Did you know with the right amount of skill you can catch the biggest fish in Morepesok?"

"Is that so? I always thought Port Ormos had good spots for that."

"No way!" Ajax laughed and crossed his arms in front of his chest like an X. "Snezhnaya is where the leviathans are. Everything is bigger in the homeland. Even the sky seems to go on for miles." He smiled wistfully, imagining the morning sun light catching on the icicles draped over thick pine trees and casting tiny rainbows across the froze ground. The warm hearth with a crackling fire as spiced breads and salty meats were prepared for breakfast. "Yeah, It will be good to go home for a bit."

"Then I wish you the best," the man said, outstretching a hand. He had been defeated easily by Ajax's deck of cards, but it had still been an enjoyable match. "Thank you for humoring me with a game."

"Of course! It certainly helps pass the time."

Ajax packed up his cards and returned them to his bag before walking to the bow of the ship. The waves were calm and the gentle rushing of the ocean water against the hull as they sailed toward Sumeru was sure to lull him to sleep tonight. The stars were bright, flickering in the inky sky like tiny diamonds. Ajax exhaled slowly and leaned his arms on the railing, enjoying the evening air.

A few moments later, a familiar presence came to stand next to him.

"You seem relaxed."

"I am," Ajax smiled, still not turning to look at his lover.

Zhongli placed his hands on the railing and stood up straight. There was a rigidness to his arms that had Ajax on alert.

"You're not though. What's wrong?" He was ready to draw his blades and fight whatever threatened the ship.

"It is just instincts," Zhongli answered, his voice tight. "I wish to be close to you Ajax and yet you deny me."

"I don't deny you," Ajax blinked. "You've never asked. You touch and kiss and tease, but when I walk away you don't pull me back in."

"Oh," Zhongli said lamely. He stroked his chin, pondering. "If that is what you wish, then perhaps…"

He wandered away from the bow of the ship muttering to himself and Ajax watched after him, confused. What scheme was the old lizard cooking up now?

He shrugged and turned back to the front of the ship, content to watch the waves roll by. He exhaled softly, resting his head on his crossed arms and smiled. Ajax was beyond excited for Zhongli to be coming home with him. There was so much he wanted to show the former archon. Surely it had been millennia since Zhongli visited Snezhnaya. There was much to explore — hiking, fishing, eating, drinking — and Ajax wanted to experience it all with the love of his life.

They still had a week left of their voyage. Ajax wasn't sure even he could hold out on intimacy for that long. Zhongli was sure to make more advances and possibly act on them more aggressively. The old god was a creature of habit with instincts nearly as ancient as Teyvat itself.

Ajax shook his head with a smile and turned away from the bow, his boots thumping on the deck as he marched back to the quarters he shared with Zhongli. He found his lover already waiting for him, a long length of thin rope in his hands. He was muttering to himself, nodding as if agreeing with his own statements.

"All good in here?" the harbinger asked from the doorway.

Zhongli did a double-take only just noticing his arrival. A confident smile stretched onto his lips and he nodded once. "I have a proposition."

"Oh really?" Ajax closed the door and leaned against it, one ankle crossed over the other. The rocking of the ship was a gentle sway; nothing too violent to knock him off balance.

"An evening of care. I spoke with one of the deckhands and was able to secure some nylon rope."

Now Ajax was intrigued. He could already see where Zhongli's mind was going and he wasn't opposed. Dull blue eyes looked around the cabin, spotting a hook attached to the ceiling. That could work.

"And you want to tie me up?"

"Not exactly," Zhongli shook his head. "Restrain, yes, but in a way that will bring you immense pleasure. We have experimented with this before."

"We have," Ajax nodded. He liked it last time. The loss of control, being at the mercy of his lover. Only taking what was given and not being able to demand more. "How would you like to begin?"

"So you are amenable?" Zhongli asked, a hopeful glint in his amber eyes.

"Very," answered Ajax, heat already simmering in his gut.

"Then, I request that you undress and kneel on the bed while I prepare."

The harbinger nodded as he pushed off the door, hands already reaching for the buttons on his jacket. He shrugged off the garment, laying it at the end of the bed. His shirt joined it moments later. Followed by his pants, socks, harness, and underwear until Ajax was completely bare, his cock half hard against his thigh. He climbed onto the bed and sat patiently, watching his lover test the hook in the ceiling and the integrity of the rope.

Seemingly satisfied, Zhongli turned to him with a gentle smile. "Hands," he requested and Ajax pressed his wrists together, thrusting them forward to be bound.

The rope was smooth and soft against his skin and just the light touch had gooseflesh rising on his arms. Zhongli continued tying him up, crossing the rope over his chest and back, over his thighs and around his cock like a makeshift ring. Ajax was hard and throbbing by the time Zhongli helped him stand, tugging on his wrists to position him where he wanted.

"It is not too tight?"

"Nope. Feels good," Ajax replied, his mind already hazy as he anticipated what came next.

Zhongli was still fully dressed, walking around Ajax and inspecting the rope for any places that might be wrapped uncomfortably. Once he was sure things were in order, he raised Ajax's hands above his head and secured the rope over the hook. Though tall, the harbinger was still pulled onto his tiptoes and left off balance in this position. The rocking of the ship had him swaying in time with the push and pull of the waves.

Only then did Zhongli begin to undress, carefully removing each garment, folding it neatly and setting it aside. His pants stayed on with the belt loosened and fly undone to allow easy access to pull out his cock.

Ajax trembled with delight, his breathing ragged and body tense. Being at the mercy of his lover was always pleasurable, but being here where anyone could walk in and see what they were up to made the experience ten times better.

The crinkle of a packet had Ajax moaning, already knowing it was a condom. While he and Zhongli had agreed to not use them anymore it would be best of cleanup in this situation. Not being able to look over his shoulder, Ajax was subjected to the soft breaths of his lover, the gentle stroke of his hand over his cock as he rolled the condom on.

Finally, hands were on his hips, steadying him, gliding over rope and bare skin reverently. A tweak of his nipples made him cry out, his cock twitching between his thighs. Ajax wanted more. Wanted those hands to glide lower, over the sensitive skin of his belly and lower still to his aching cock and balls.

"Please, Zhongli," he gasped as lips caressed the back of his neck, gentle and light. Fingers traveled down his back, tracing each notch of his spine. His cheeks were spread and the familiar wetness of lube was rubbed over his hole. Ajax moaned low, arching back but losing his balance as the ship rocked in the opposite direction.

A finger entered him, spreading the slick liquid inside, thrusting up to the second knuckle before easing out once again.

"I can take it," Ajax panted, shivering at the mix of pleasure pain that shot through his body as a second finger was added.

Zhongli ignored him, sliding those two fingers in and out slowly, crooking them against the soft, sensitive spot inside that had stars bursting behind Ajax's eyes. Over and over, Zhongli pet his prostate, working him up into a frenzy. Pre-release leaked generously from Ajax's cock, dripping onto the floor with each curl of those long fingers.

"Fuck, I'm close," he gasped, chest heaving but restrained by the ropes.

The pressure against his skin, the slow thrusting of fingers that stretched and teased him, the feel of Zhongli's hot breaths against the back of his neck and over the shell of his ear, it all mixed together in a dizzying potion of lust that had him tipping over the edge far sooner than he expected. With a shocked cry, Ajax came hard, thick spurts of cum splattering against the floor beneath him.

"Good," Zhongli purred. "How do you feel?"

"Amazing," Ajax sighed, his body relaxing after his first orgasm. He let the hook hold his wrists and body weight a little more firmly, allowing his body to sway with the rocking of the ship.

Zhongli replaced his fingers with his cock, the blunt head pressing inside slowly. Inch by agonizing inch, he slid deeper, filling Ajax to the brim and making the harbinger pant for more. Slow thrusts with the motion of the boat had Zhongli pulling back and pushing in deeper than before. The grind was delicious and the ropes around Ajax's cock kept him hard despite having just come from a mind numbing release.

With a hand on his hip, Zhongli thrusted a bit faster, chasing his own orgasm. Together, they swayed with the push and pull of the waves, building pleasure between them until Zhongli was gripping Ajax tight, pulling him back onto his cock with force. The angle wasn't perfect, his prostate was only stimulated a little, but fuck if he didn't feel amazing.

"T-Touch me," Ajax panted, his cock heavy and pulsing between his thighs. He was ready for another round of endorphins that only Zhongli could give him.

An arm wrapped around his waist, hand sliding over the smooth skin of his freckled stomach, lower and lower until fingers wrapped around his aching length and stroked. Ajax threw his head back with a low moan, resting against Zhongli's shoulder as the adeptus pounded into him, chasing his own release.

"Faster, please, I'm so close. I want to come around you cock, want to feel you pulsing and twitching inside me when you come, too."

Zhongli growled at that statement, picking up the pace and furiously fucking Ajax, using the rocking of the ship to his advantage. Soon, they were both panting messes, their bodies flushed and heat coiling in their stomachs as they rapidly approached the point of no return. The hand around Ajax's cock twisted at the head, giving it extra attention, and that was his undoing. Pleasure shot through him like a bolt of electro and he clenched around Zhongli's length, hole fluttering through his orgasm.

"That's it, baobei, just like that. Come for me," Zhongli panted, his thrusts erratic and frantic. With a growl, he slid in deep, cock pulsing hard as he came, filling the condom. Little aftershocks of pleasure had him grinding his hips deeper, grunting through the ecstasy.

When he pulled out, Ajax slumped against his bindings, breathing hard. He was a bundle of frayed nerves, relaxation trickling down from the top of his head all the way to the tips of his toes. It was like being submerged in a warm bath, every fiber of his being turning to warm goo. He barely registered Zhongli moving around him, discarding the condom in the trash before working on the knots of the rope.

"How to do you feel? Was it too much?"

Ajax shook his head. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. He tried again, his voice raspy, "It was so good. You were so good."

Zhongli kissed him then, a passionate movement of lips and tongue that had Ajax's heart thumping faster. He chased his lover's lips when he pulled away to work out the rest of the knots, unraveling the rope and separating it from Ajax's skin. Gently, Zhongli pulled Ajax's wrists from the hook and lowered his arms, working feeling into his sore shoulders with strong hands.

"Mmm, that feels nice."

"Let's get you to bed," Zhongli said, guiding him to the opposite side of the cabin.

They laid together, wrapped up in each other's warmth. Zhongli's hands continued to work blood flow back into Ajax's extremities, fingers digging into sensitive skin in a way that had the harbinger mewling like a satisfied house cat. He stretched like one, too, turning over to link his arms around the back of Zhongli's neck and kiss him softly.

"That was great," he sighed, pressing their foreheads together.

Zhongli lifted the sheets and maneuvered them under them, cuddling close. "I am glad. It felt good to be so close to you. I have missed curling around your body."

"Mmm, I missed that, too," Ajax admitted.

He nuzzled closer, sleep pressing in on the edges of his mind. He was relaxed and sated, and there was no use being awake anymore. A hand carded through his hair, heightening his comfort and the last thing Ajax remembered before he finally drifted off was the warm lips pressing against his forehead.

Notes:

See you tomorrow for Day 3: Bathing

Chapter 3: Arrival - Bathing

Summary:

Zhongli and Ajax arriver at the private residence in Snezhnaya and settle in.

Notes:

Prompt for day 3: Bathing

Icy winds kicked up snow and sea spray as the ship pulled into harbor. Ajax was up at the bow watching the landscape unfold before his eyes. Pine trees dusted with shimmering white flakes lined either side of the cobbled streets between small stone and wood structures. Smoke rose from every chimney, keeping patrons warm. The sun reflected brightly off the white ground and he had to shield his eyes, but a massive grin split is face in two. He was finally home!

"You look ecstatic," Zhongli commented, rubbing his hands together. His Liyuen garb wouldn't be enough to combat the bitter cold of Snezhnaya. Perhaps they could have him fitted for some new clothes while they visited.

Ajax breathed deep, the frigid air filling his lungs. "It's good to be back. I love seeing the rest of Teyvat and all, but there is something special about Snezhnaya — good people, good music, hearty food, a certain magic in the forests and mountains."

"I look forward to the tour of your hometown."

"That will be in a few days. Until then, we'll be staying at my home near Zapolyarny Palace."

"I suppose it is one of the perks of being in service to the Tsaritsa," Zhongli commented.

"I don't use it much and I never have guests. You'll be the first actually, Xiansheng!"

"How very exciting."

With the ropes securing the ship to the dock, they disembarked hand in hand. A carriage was waiting for them at the end of the dock with one of the Fatui footmen, who had been informed of Tartaglia's return. Zhongli helped Ajax into the vehicle, holding his hand as he stepped up and in, before taking a seat across from the harbinger.

"It's a pretty boring ride from here. Mostly just snow and trees, but tomorrow I can show you around the Capitol if you's like. You know, return your hospitality."

"I would like that very much," Zhongli smiled.

The carriage lurched and they began the bumpy ride through the sea port streets, out of town and through the countryside toward the Capitol. Zhongli had seen much of Snezhnaya hundreds of years ago when the archons were all on decent terms with each other. That had been over five centuries ago though, and much had changed in that time. Small towns were visible on the horizon and he asked Ajax about each of them as they passed.

"That's Kostroma. They make a lot of local crafts, typically out of linen. I think you'd enjoy browsing their shops. We could go there some time if you want."

"Oh that town? It's Torzhok. They're known for the beautiful golden embroidery of textiles. The Tsaritsa has lots of dresses made there. I even got one commissioned for Tonia a few years back. I'm sure she's grown out of it by now."

"Oh, we could stop there on our way to Morepesok. Gzhel is known for it's pottery. You'd love it. I bet we'll spend hours there with how much you'll find to look at and discuss with the local artisans."

As they approached the Capitol, Ajax leaned back in his seat and offered a wide grin to Zhongli. He looked happier than usual with an easiness about his that was reflected in his relaxed posture and talkative nature. His freckled cheeks were rosy from the combination of cold and excitement. It was a good look on him and enhanced his young features. Zhongli reached across to hold his hand and was rewarded with soft laughter.

"You're going to love it here. You'll see."

"While I am inclined to defend my own nation, I will agree that seeing your home and learning about its rich history will be a wonderful experience."

The carriage slowed to a stop outside a two story home built with white stone and blue shingles. The lights were on inside and smoke billowed from the chimney as the attendants prepared for their Harbinger to arrive. Zhongli forgot that being in the Tsaritsa's service did not only mean Ajax held status but that he was essentially a member of the Bourgeoisie with his own staff to tend to him at any given moment. To think someone so young had been taken into the Tsaritsa's inner circle still surprised Zhongli sometimes. He was sure it would take a bit of getting used to, having someone at their beck and call while they stayed at Ajax's private residence.

As a former general and Archon, Zhongli once had his own attendants. But that had been many, many years ago. Now, he preferred the solitary life — with the occasional company of his lover.

"Shall we?" Ajax asked when the driver opened the carriage door, letting the bitter cold inside.

Zhongli shivered and nodded. "I would greatly appreciate a cup of tea to warm these old bones."

The harbinger laughed. "You're definitely not dressed for the snow. We should fix that sometime."

"Perhaps we could visit one of the towns we passed. Or go into the city to shop," Zhongli suggested as he followed dutifully behind.

They climbed the few steps to the front door, which was opening before they reached it.

"Welcome home, Lord Tartaglia," the young maid curtsied as they entered. "I hope your trip was uneventful."

Ajax shot a heated look over his shoulder at Zhongli and smirked. "It had its moments."

"How may I be of service?" she asked once the door was closed, cutting off the chilly wind and allowing them to warm up in the entryway.

"Some tea would be wonderful," Ajax told her. "This is Mister Zhongli, my partner. He will be staying with us for the duration."

"Yes, we received your correspondence three days ago. A room was made up for him."

"Excellent."

Zhongli took a step further into the home, amber eyes taking in all the pretty decorations and marble floors. It was far different from the wooden structures of Liyue. A bit cold in his opinion, but he was wiling to be persuaded to like it once Ajax gave him a tour.

The harbinger clapped his hands once and then marched down the hallway, beckoning Zhongli to follow. "I'll show you around, come on."

The hallway opened into a a grand foyer with a sweeping staircase that led to the second floor loft. Above them hung a glittering chandelier that looked like it had been carved out of ice. Pictures of Ajax's family lined the walls going up to the next level and Zhongli smiled. Those were the touches he'd been missing in the entryway.

"The kitchen is to the left and then through there is the dining room," Ajax pointed. "Past the stairs is a sitting room where we'll take our tea and on the second floor are the bedrooms."

"A grand palace for one man," Zhongli commented.

Ajax shrugged, "Like I said, I don't stay here often and I never have guests."

Amber eyes danced over red velvet chairs and marble topped end tables. It certainly looked like it hadn't been used. More like a showroom than a home. He looked at the door on the right and his brows furrowed.

"What is through there?"

"Oh that," Ajax laughed nervously. "I'll show you." They walked over the pristine marble floors, the clap of their boots echoing off the high ceiling. "It's the only room I ask the staff not to touch so it's probably a bit of a mess."

The door opened and a sudden sense of familiarity washed over Zhongli. It was filled with racks of weapons, shelves of scrolls and books, and a pair of old armchairs that had seen better days. This was the lived in feel he'd been missing from the rest of the house.

"It's marvelous," Zhongli breathed, stepping inside.

There were a few wooden toys on the low coffee table, dolls and animals with pull strings. A lamp flicked on, casting a warm golden glow across the room. Zhongli picked up a book sitting atop a precarious stack beside one of the armchairs and smiled. It was a collection of Snezhnayan fairytales.

"Did you want to have tea in here instead? You seem content."

"If you don't mind," Zhongli nodded.

"I'll let the staff know." And then Ajax exited, leaving Zhongli to explore some more.

The adeptus ran his fingers over the sharp blade of a spear, the hilt of a two-handed sword, the curve of a bow. It smelled like Ajax in here, his spiced cologne and that distinct scent that made him special. Zhongli hugged the collection of fairytales to his chest and got comfortable in one of the chairs. The springs creaked a bit as he sat and the stuffing was uneven but he couldn't care less. This was the best room in the house.

Ajax returned a few minutes later with a tray of spiced black tea, milk, and sugar. "I know you're not used to this brew but it's all we have in the cupboard."

"That is quite alright," Zhongli smiled, looking up from the book.

Ajax settled in the chair beside him and poured the tea. "Do you want anything in it?"

"However you suggest it be prepared is how I will drink it."

Laughing, the younger man added two cubes of sugar and a large pour of milk. "This is how I like it."

"Then I shall try it," Zhongli smiled, taking the proffered cup. Sipping the hot, sweet drink, he hummed lightly. "A bit sugary for my tastes, but it is warm and these bones are stiff from the cold."

"I know another way we could warm up," Ajax started, wagging his eyebrow.

"Scoundrel," Zhongli chuckled darkly.

"Xiansheng, get your mind out of the gutter!" Ajax gasped in mock horror. "I was talking about a bath." He stretched and groaned as his joints popped loudly. "I could use a rinse off after that journey anyway."

"I would not be opposed."

"Good, I'll tell the staff to run a hot bath up in my room. We can share," Ajax practically sang as he took a large gulp of tea and exited the library once again.

Zhongli chuckled at his antics and followed Ajax's back with his eyes. It was strange being in a foreign land that had changed so much with a man whose loyalties lay with an opposing archon. Not not opposing. Zhongli was retired, and he should relish the time spent with his lover on vacation.

He engrossed himself in a story near the middle of the collection and sipped his too-sweet tea while waiting for Ajax to return. He was nearly finished with his cup when he noticed the harbinger leaning in the doorway, his coat gone and red shirt pulled out from his pants and unbuttoned, showing off more than a sliver of his pale, freckled skin. Zhongli practically salivated at the display, licking his lips and raking his gaze over the rest of his lover.

"Ready for our bath?"

Zhongli nodded and closed the book with a snap, returning it to the precarious pile he found it in. He was sure the staff would clean up, but he still organized the utensils and ceramics neatly atop the tray. When he reached Ajax, the younger man slipped his bare palm into Zhongli's and interlaced their fingers. They climbed the grand staircase, going left down the hall toward a room at the end. Light poured out from under a white wood door and when Ajax pushed it open, Zhongli was treated to a most relaxing sight.

A clawfoot tub, large and filled with steaming water, was situated against the far wall. A pleasant piny scent wafted into the adeptus' nose and he hummed with delight. Not overpowering but richly earthen and calming. Hands pulled at the coat still situated on his shoulders and Zhongli shrugged out of it, allowing Ajax to drop it to the floor without complaint.

The harbinger moved around to face him, his blue eyes soft and bright, cheeks rosy from excitement. Slowly, his long fingers undid each button of Zhongli's dress shirt, then loosened his belt and unzipped his pants. He let Ajax undress him, reveling in the softness budding between them. Each expanse of skin revealed was followed by a gentle kiss, lips trailing over old scars and hard muscle. Zhongli shivered when Ajax licked and teased his nipple, his cock filling out quickly.

"I thought this was supposed to be tame?"

Ajax chuckled into his skin. "I just can't help myself."

Zhongli tossed his gloves to the floor and threaded his bare fingers into ginger curls, his lover's hair soft as gossamer. He arched into Ajax's touch, his lips, all the reverent attention he was being given.

"The water will be chilled by the time we get in," he huffed lightly.

"Then we'll just heat it up. Let me take my time," Ajax replied, nipping at Zhongli's skin for good measure.

A hand slipped beneath the waistband of his underwear, fingers wrapping around Zhongli's length and stroking with a loose grip. He groaned and arched into the touch, his body alight with pleasure. Arousal coursed through his veins, warming him better than any cup of tea could.

Ajax dropped to his knees and gently released Zhongli's cock from its confines. He licked along the thick vein underneath from root to tip, swirling his tongue just beneath the sensitive head.

"Ajax," Zhongli sighed, fingers tightening in his lover's hair. He groaned, eyes rolling back as Ajax swallowed him down all the way to the base. His hips rolled in micro movements, unable to keep still as pleasure washed over him and heat curled in his gut.

Ajax moaned around him, swallowing around the head before pulling off and taking a deep breath. With Zhongli's hand to guide him, he took half the length into his mouth, tongue teasing and cheeks hollowed.

Arousal tightened in Zhongli's belly, his eyelids fluttering closed as he was swept away by the magnificent ministrations of his lover's lips. Gentle rolls of his hips pushed his cock deeper until the tip was at the back of Ajax's throat. With a well placed hum and a twist of his fist at the base, Zhongli came undone, spilling down Ajax's throat with a long, drawn out moan. His fingers tightened in feather soft hair, pulling him off and up so he could kiss those sinful lips.

Ajax laughed, his smile devious and triumphant as they came together. Zhongli made quick work of his lover's clothes, discarding them on the floor and leading Ajax to the tub. They stepped in, a bit uncoordinated as they continued their kiss.

"That good, huh?" Ajax smirked. His own length was hanging hard and heavy between his thighs, pink at the tip and leaking pre-release.

"I shall return the favor," Zhongli told him. "Lean against me."

The harbinger turned around, his back pressed to Zhongli's chest as they sank into the heated water. Ajax sighed contentedly as he relaxed against the adeptus and rested his hands on his knees. The tub was large enough to accommodate them comfortably and for a moment Zhongli wondered what else they could get up to in the confined space. That would be an activity for a later date. For now, he had pleasure to dole out and a lover to satiate.

With his head resting on Zhongli's shoulder, Ajax opened his thighs wider, offering himself. Zhongli took up his invitation, sliding a hand between Ajax's legs and wrapping his fingers around his hard length. He stroked slowly, tracing each vein from root to tip, cupping his balls and starting the path all over again.

"Archons that feels so good," Ajax sighed, leaning into him further.

His eyes were closed, lips slightly parted as he breathed slowly. Every so often his chest would rise sharply when Zhongli stroked over a good spot. Soon, his skin was flushed down to his bellybutton from arousal, the tip of his cock threatening to peek out of the water. Zhongli teased the thick vein on the underside, stroking with the barest of touches and circling his frenulum until Ajax was gripping the sides of the tub tightly.

"Do that again, but faster," Ajax requested.

Zhongli did what was asked of him, stroking faster, teasing the most sensitive spots on Ajax's length. His lover arched his back simultaneously trying to bring himself closer and shy away from Zhongli's touch.

With a slight tilt of his head, Zhongli captured Ajax's lips in a gentle kiss. Their lips moved slowly, tongues lazily meeting and parting. A long whine was pulled from Ajax's throat and a moment later his cock jerked and spilled thick ropes of cum into the water. Milky white liquid mixed with the scented soap and Ajax collapsed against Zhongli's chest.

"So much for getting clean," he chuckled.

Zhongli kissed his temple and wrapped his arms around his waist, holding him close. "That is quite alright. I believe you mentioned we could just refill the tub if need be."

"I did, didn't I?" Ajax hummed. He leaned forward, Zhongli's hold on him loosening, and pulled the plug, allowing the water to drain from the bath. "However, I have a better idea."

He climbed out of the tub and dried off with a fluffy blue towel before wrapping it around his waist. A second towel was offered to Zhongli, who followed his lover's example.

"What is your idea?"

Ajax grinned at him, "I say we go into town and do a little exploring. A first day tour to help you become accustomed to Snezhnaya. Plus there's a really great tavern that sells the best seafood soup. Don't worry, I know you hate that. They have other stuff I know you'll enjoy, but I'm starving!"

Zhongli shook his head with a little snort. Ajax was always either hungry or sleepy after a good orgasm. It seemed he was feeling the former today. Perhaps the excitement of being back home allowed him to stay relatively awake as well.

"That sounds lovely," Zhongli smiled.

Ajax grinned and pointed him toward the guest room. "Meet you downstairs in ten!"

What a wonderful introduction to the snowy country. Zhongli was more than amenable to the idea of exploration and food. His own stomach growled, unhappy to be wanting. And when they returned later in the evening, perhaps Zhongli could talk Ajax into sharing his bed where they could keep each other warm during the long frigid night.

Notes:

See you tomorrow for day 4: Primal Play!

Chapter 4: Family - Primal Play

Summary:

Ajax and Zhongli visit Ajax's family in Morepesok for a solstice celebration.

Notes:

This is my longest chapter by far. I blame the amount of characters in this one. And thanks to a handful of other wonderful writers I think I managed to make it flow well and easy to follow. I had a blast writing this one and it definitely got away from me at parts seeing as this chapter is over 8k. But if there is any confusion (I created characters for this chapter) here is a little cheat sheet:

Ajax's Family

Ofeliya - Mama
Pyotr - oldest brother
Yeliza - oldest sister
Lev - older brother
Ajax
Tonia - youngest sister
Anthon - younger brother
Teucer - youngest brother

They were going to be late. Ajax knew it had been a bad idea to let Zhongli wander the market alone. The man had a penchant for having long conversations with people he found fascinating, and it seemed he found every craftsman extremely so.

Finally back in the carriage, Zhongli and Ajax were squeezed onto the same bench while the seat opposite them held a mountain of gifts — toys for Teucer, a brain teaser for Anthon, hairpins for Tonia, and few other trinkets.

"Do you always bring so many presents home?" Zhongli asked.

Ajax shrugged. "Usually. I like to spoil my younger siblings."

"And you are the eldest?"

"Oh no," Ajax shook his head. "I'm smack dab in the middle. I suppose we should do a little bit of a rundown before we get to Morepesok." He turned slightly to find a more comfortable angle and then began reciting names and ticking them off his fingers. "There's Pyotr, my oldest brother and an adventurer like our father. Yeliza, my older sister. Lev, my brother who's only four years older than me. Then Tonia, Anthon, and Teucer after me."

"A prolific family," Zhongli smiled.

"Oh we caused a lot of trouble as kids. Even before I… fell into the Abyss." Ajax trailed off. It wasn't that he and Zhongli didn't talk about sensitive subjects. It was just that he didn't like to dwell to much on it when he was about to be around family. It was a point of contention whenever Ajax came around. As was his position as Harbinger. His older siblings knew who he really was but they agreed to help keep up his lie of toy salesman to protect the younger ones.

Zhongli wrapped an arm around his shoulders and tucked Ajax into his side. "I am sure I will hear many stories about your childhood and I look forward to all of them."

Ajax chuckled and laid his head on Zhongli's shoulder. "They're going to swarm you when we show up. It'll be like walking into a hornet's nest."

"That is… an interesting description," Zhongli said slowly. "And what about your parents? Are they just as bold as their children?"

"Where do you think we all got it from?" Ajax laughed. "Mama will act like she's above it all, but she was the biggest troublemaker among her sisters. All my aunties like to bring it up when they get together. Oh! She's a vision holder, too. Cryo."

"How interesting," Zhongli commented. "Are any of your siblings vision holders as well?"

Ajax shook his head. "Just me. Tonia always moans about it. She wears pretty dresses and learns all the handicrafts and skills Mama teaches her without much complaint, but secretly she wants to be a shield maiden. At least that's what she always said growing up. She's sixteen now and from the letters she sends me, she says she's scared off no less than three boys who only wanted to offer her a date."

"And what did her older brother have to say to such things?"

"Good job," Ajax said. "She doesn't need anyone but her family to keep her safe and make her happy."

Zhongli chuckled. "Archons help the man who finally captures her heart."

"Oh, they'll need all the help they can get," he responded with a dark chuckle. "And I'm not the only one they will need to contend with. Yeliza is one hell of an interrogator. She'll try to get you away from the rest of the family at some point, I'm sure."

"I have nothing to hide."

Ajax raised a brow at him but spotted the twitch of a smile pulling at Zhongli's lips and the mirth dancing in his amber eyes. "Oh my gods, you're joking."

"I have been known to do that on occasion."

"Anyway," Ajax said, still chuckling. "Just be yourself. The person you are with me. They'll love you."

"The person I am with you?" Zhongli asked with a tilt of his head.

Ajax opened his mouth to respond, his cheeks and ears tinged pink by the cuteness overload at seeing the curious look on his lover's face, but the carriage stopped at that moment.

"Oh, it's time."

"We have arrived?" Zhongli inquired, looking out the window.

It was a vast landscape of white and green with snow covered pine trees and an icy path leading up a hill.

"Not exactly," Ajax told him. Carriages can't make it to Morepesok. The roads aren't well developed and they're often slick from ice. We'll have to go on foot from here."

"I see. How far?"

"About a mile. Nothing crazy. You might get a little cold though."

Zhongli smiled softly and took Ajax's hand in his. Bringing it to his lips, he kissed his gloved knuckles gently. "I assure you, I will be fine. Harsher weather conditions have not yet done me in. A little cold and snow will be nothing."

"If you say so," Ajax laughed. "Come on, grab some gifts and we'll begin the trek home."

Home. Ajax startled at the word. He hadn't meant for it to slip past his lips. The place where he'd grown up hadn't been his home for almost a decade now.

Zhongli seemed to understand his meaning. He was always so good at reading him that Ajax rarely needed to explain himself. The adeptus leaned close and pressed a kiss against his temple, his lips warm and comforting.

"I am looking forward to meeting your family and seeing your origins for myself," Zhongli said against his skin.

The warm, humid breaths against his face made Ajax shiver, a bolt of anticipation shooting through him. He did not need to be aroused right now, but Zhongli always made him go insane. Shaking off the heat simmering beneath his skin, Ajax grabbed a few boxes and handed them to Zhongli. Then, he took the rest, and they exited the carriage, ready to walk the icy path to the tiny fishing village.

Zhongli nearly slipped on the ice, his fancy shoes not having any traction. Ajax, arms too full, could only watch him flail before the adeptus summoned a geo construct to keep him upright.

"I guess that's one way to keep from falling," Ajax chuckled. "We really need to get you some proper Snezhnayan clothes."

"When we have time, I would be delighted to go shopping," Zhongli said, catching up.

"And use my mora."

Zhongli only smiled, his answer obvious. Ajax rolled his eyes and huffed out a small laugh. He didn't mind. Not when Zhongli looked so pleased with the trinkets he bought. Sometimes Ajax wondered if the stories about dragons hoarding precious items were true. Zhongli's apartment was filled with old antiques and interesting looking weapons. The theory didn't seem so far fetched.

"Almost there," Ajax told him as they reached the top of the hill. "That was the worst part. Now it's just forest the rest of the way. However, you have to be careful of bears and wolves."

Zhongli shook his head. "I dread to hear what kinds of dangerous stories are in your past."

"Nothing worse than falling into the Abyss. I mean, after I cam back, I was out for blood and ended up wandering into the woods. Got into a fight with a bear and won." Ajax tried not to think too hard on that memory. He'd been fresh out of the Abyss, only home for a few days, and his desire to kill made him blind and deaf to everything else around him. The pure bloodlust made him go insane, hunting down the biggest, most lethal predator in the forest and savagely kill it.

"I am sure the details are harrowing," Zhongli stated, looking around the forest. There was a glint in his amber eyes that made Ajax tilt his head in curiosity.

"What are you searching for?"

The adeptus shook his head with a small smile. "Nothing. Just imagining you racing through these woods on a mission."

"Uh huh."

Zhongli's cheeks were dusted pink and Ajax suspected it wasn't all from the cold. That old lizard was getting turned on thinking about something he wouldn't divulge. Ajax hoped to work it out of him before the night was over.

But for now, he had to focus on his family. The little cottage appeared in the distance, its stone exterior covered in a thin layer of ice and glittering in the early afternoon sunlight. Teucer and one of Ajax's nephews were in the front yard playing in the snow while everyone else huddled inside, their shadows and silhouettes moving on the other side of the windows. He suspected they would be walking into a mad house with how many people were crammed into the small three bedroom home. He had fond memories of sharing a room with his older brothers growing up, imitating their every action to appear older and more manly. It brought a smile to his face now and he realized Zhongli was watching him, his eyes warm and curious.

"Just… reminiscing," he explained, his smile widening.

"It is good to see you so happy. Your family is important to you and it is an honor that you would allow me to meet them."

"So formal," Ajax laughed under his breath. "They're going to find you fascinating."

They continued on, crossing the dirt road and walking down the narrow path toward the cottage. Teucer spotted them first and dropped everything to come running.

"Big Brother! You're finally here! I was waiting all day for you. It was torture."

Zhongli let out a small laugh at the little one's dramatics and it was enough for Teucer to lock on to him.

"Mr. Zhongli!"

"Hello, Teucer. It is ever so pleasant to see you again."

"You're funny," Teucer laughed, then noticed the packages in their arms. He gasped. "Did you bring toys?!"

"Ah ah ah," Ajax warned, clicking his tongue. "You know the rules. Dinner first, then presents."

Teucer kicked the ground with a pout. The other little boy, no older than five, came over looking at them curiously.

Ajax crouched and adjusted the gifts in his arms to wave at him. "Hi Aleks, remember me?"

The little boy nodded and came over, head tilting back to look at Zhongli with caution.

"That's Zhongli. He's nice."

Aleks nodded and grabbed Ajax's hand, tugging him toward the door. "Papa said to bring you inside when you got here."

"Ah, I see you're doing your duty."

Zhongli followed behind with Teucer trying to nab presents from his arms. But the adeptus was too quick for him, even teasing the youngest brother by making it appear he wasn't paying attention and shifting the presents to his opposite arm at the last second.

The door opened to the red glow of a fireplace and a cacophony of chatter. Warm wood interior with pictures on every wall and thick woolen rugs on the floors stared back at them in hues of warm red and brown. The group of people turned to look at them and then there was a burst of excitement.

"AJAX! You made it!"

"Finally! What took so long?"

"Who is that with him?"

"It's good to see you Little Brother."

"Big Brother, you have so many boxes!"

"Hi everyone," Ajax said, his laughter as boisterous as his family's outburst. "Oh it's so good to see you all."

He looked at the sea of people. Pyotr and his wife along with their two boys stood near the kitchen; Yeliza and Lev were sitting on the couch across from Papa's favorite armchair by the fireplace, their respective spouses elsewhere in the cottage; Anthon was at the table with two of their nieces decorating cookies; Tonia was in the kitchen helping Mama. They all looked between him and Zhongli, a mix of curiosity and knowing on their faces.

"This is Mr. Zhongli, he's—"

"Ajax's boyfriend," Tonia blurted out.

"That's not… Tonia!"

The rest of the family laughed as Ajax stood blushing in the entryway. They converged on the pair, plucking the gifts from their hands to put by the tree decorated with tinsel and handmade ornaments.

Pyotr patted Ajax on the back and reached out a hand to greet Zhongli.

"Nice to meet you," he said. "I'm Ajax's oldest brother. You must be from Liyue by the look of your clothes."

"Well spotted," Zhongli smiled and shook his hand. "Ajax tells me you're an adventurer."

"Mmhmm, just like our father!" Pyotr said with a grin, puffing out his chest proudly. He pushed past Ajax and put an arm around Zhongli's shoulders. "Come, let me introduce you to the rest of the family."

To his credit, Zhongli looked thrilled rather than terrified. He was a 6000 year old god after all. Surely he could handle a rowdy family of Snezhnayans.

Tonia snickered from the kitchen and Ajax rounded on her.

"You!"

She laughed and doubled over as he grabbed her by the middle and tickled her sides. "Stop stop!"

"Enough!" Mama shouted. "No roughhousing in the kitchen."

"Sorry Mama." They echoed.

"Honestly, you two know better."

When she turned her back, Tonia smack Ajax with a tea towel and whisper shouted, "You got me in trouble!"

"You got yourself in trouble," he laughed back.

They stared at each other for a moment and then collided into a tight hug. Tonia gripped the back of his jacket and buried her face in his shoulder. It was good to be home and surrounded by his loved ones. Once, he had not been welcome in this cottage, but now…

Love wrapped around Ajax like a warm blanket and he sighed into the hug with his sister. It always filled him with a sense of calm when he got to see his siblings again. They meant everything to Ajax.

"Alright, alright, my turn," Yeliza said, breaking them apart and pulling Ajax in close. "How on Teyvat did you nab such a handsome man?"

"I only introduced myself and he took me in under his wing," Ajax told her with a laugh. "The rest is history."

Yeliza pulled back and tossed her ginger hair over her shoulder. She had the same blue eyes as their mother, bright and vibrant as the sea. Her hands were warm on his face as she cupped his cheeks, stroking the skin under his eyes. Her gaze was sharp, and being looked over with so much scrutiny made Ajax almost feel as if it was Dottore staring back at him. So intense, he nearly pulled out of his sister's hold.

"You look… better," she commented.

The last time Yeliza had seen him was after his time spent in Fontaine. A harrowing experience by anyone's standards. Ajax had been exhausted and laid up in bed at his private residence for weeks, eager to get back to training. The Jester insisted he rest, and so he spent some time catching up with family during the healing process.

"Back to normal," he said with a grin and straightened his shoulders.

"And back to fighting, I presume."

"Can't test my strength without a good fight."

"That's my little brother," Yeliza laughed and messed up his hair. "Come sit at the table for a while. The girls are helping Anthon decorate cookies Tonia and Mama baked this morning."

He allowed her to lead him out of the kitchen and Ajax spotted Zhongli trapped in conversation with his father and older brothers. With the way his hands moved and he tipped his head every so often, he knew Zhongli was telling a story that was bound to have Pyotr asking a million questions. Ajax smiled when he caught his lover's eyes, moving his hand in a short waving motion. Zhongli nodded once and returned to his story.

"Don't worry about him," Yeliza squeezed his arm and pushed him into an empty seat. "We'll break him in just fine."

"That is what I'm worried about," Ajax laughed nervously seeing the dark glint in his older sister's eyes.

"Uncle Ajax, look!" One of his nieces, Sofia, said. She was Yeliza's younger daughter with a head of messy blonde curls that no amount of pins or ribbons could contain.

"I see," Ajax said, then he rubbed his chin and squinted his eyes, humming thoughtfully. "Is that… an old man?"

"Noooo," Sofia laughed. "It's an angel!"

"Big Brother, what took you so long?" Anthon asked, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

He, too, had the same vibrant cerulean eyes as their mother, but their father's thick brown hair that grew like a weed. Ajax remembered how much he whined as a child when Mama would sit hum down in a chair in the middle of the kitchen to cut it short.

"Ah, well, I'll tell you a secret."

Anthon, Sofia, and Ajax's other niece, Darya, all leaned in excitedly. The harbinger looked to each of them, stalling to build anticipation.

"Zhongli and I fought a bear on our way here."

Darya gasped in alarm while Anthon snorted and rolled his eyes.

"Liar."

Tonia leaned over the back of Anthon's chair, taking a break from cooking. "I bet he was too busy kissing his boyfriend and lost track of time!" She puckered her lips and made kissing noises, rubbing her hands up and down her arms in exaggeration.

"Ew," Sofia laughed. "Kissing is yucky."

Tonia pinched her her cheek lightly. "So are boys. Stay away from them. They have cooties."

Darya crossed her arms and shook her head. "No, no, no! Don't give me cooties!"

But Ajax was already on the other side of the table, peppering her plump freckled cheeks with a flurry of kisses. She shrieked, pulling everyone's attention.

"Remember what I taught you, darling," Yeliza called from across the house.

The next thing he knew, Ajax's head was tugged back by his hair. "Ouch! Okay okay, I'll let up." He rubbed the back of his head and grimaced. "You've got a strong grip, Darya."

"Mama it teaching me self-defense," she said, holding up her hands in an attack position.

Dull blue eyes slid across the room to his older sister who looked smug as a cat who caught the canary. "I bet she is."

Ajax popped a cookie in his mouth and was yelled at promptly by his nieces and Tonia. "Those are for dessert!"

"I'm hungry," Ajax said through a mouthful of gingerbread. "Shouldn't you be in the kitchen?"

Tonia huffed and put her hands on her hips, looking like the perfect imitation of their mother. It was frightening how she was the spitting image of Ofeliya — from her wavy red hair to the freckles across her cheeks and the way she could tear anyone down with a single look.

Blue eyes squinted at him, shoulders rolling and body poised to pounce. Grinning like a fool, Ajax took off through the hall, Tonia on his heels.

"Honestly, those two," Lev sighed, shaking his head.

Zhongli's soft laughter met Ajax's ears as he darted around the house to escape his sister. But she'd gotten smarter over the years and managed to cut him off, throwing her tea towel over his head to blind him. Ajax could have easily avoided the maneuver but he wasn't fighting a serious opponent. A moment later, multiple bodies slammed into him and Ajax's back hit the ground. Boisterous laughter echoed all around him as his younger siblings, nieces and nephews all pilled onto him, holding him down.

"Alright, alright, that's enough," Papa bellowed and everything stopped. "Come here, boy, I want a better look at you."

Tonia helped him off the floor and Ajax, still breathing heavily from playtime, stumbled over Aleks to get to his father. Zhongli's amber eyes were dancing with mirth, and a smile twitched on his lips as Ajax passed.

Once in front of his father, the once larger than life man now a fat and happy old geezer, grabbed Ajax's arms and rubbed his thumbs into the young man's biceps.

"You look good, Ajax. Better than last time."

"I am good. Back to normal."

"What happened last time?" Zhongli asked. Ajax mouthed a few words to him and shook his head. The adeptus got the message right away, nodding in acceptance.

"Came home looking like a bruised sunsettia," his father said. He pushed back ginger bangs to get a better look at Ajax's eyes and hummed in disappointment. "Not completely normal."

Ajax swallowed tightly. His trip to the Abyss and position as a harbinger were points of contention with his father. After all, it had been him who threw Ajax to the Fatui, hoping they could beat the violence out of him. Little did the man expect for his son to rise up the ranks so quickly and be in direct contact with their archon.

He offered a rueful smile and pulled away from his father. Zhongli took a step forward, about to reach for Ajax, but Lev beat him to it.

"How about we get this party started, hah?" his brother asked, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and shaking Ajax lightly. "Time for firewater!"

"Zhongli, you should join us!" Yeliza said with a mischievous grin. "We'll play a game."

Rolling his eyes, Ajax sighed in defeat. He knew this was bound to happen sooner or later. Still, he laughed softly and leaned into his brother's embrace. "I could definitely use a drink right now."

"Papa has been grilling your man since Pyotr introduced them," Lev chuckled. "Though I will say, he's been holding his own quite well."

"Zhongli loves to talk. I'm sure they've had a riveting conversation," Ajax laughed, sitting on the couch.

Surrounded by family, Ajax felt his heart swell with contentment. Even more so when Zhongli took a seat next to him on the couch and slipped his arm around Ajax's shoulders. It was a simple action but one of comfort that Ajax welcomed. He could see Yeliza watching from the opposite side of the room and he winked at her. His older sister had always been a proponent for his happiness and it was obvious she approved of Zhongli already.

A bottle of firewater was being uncapped and passed around, each sibling taking a sip. Just before it got to Ajax, Tonia snatched it from Lev and took a swig.

"What?" she sniffed. "I'm sixteen now!"

Ajax took it back and drank deeply, hissing at the way it burned going down his throat. He stuck his tongue out at his sister before passing the bottle to Zhongli.

"I haven't had this drink in quite some time," he said, turning the liquor in his hands. Zhongli took a sip and coughed.

Patting him on the back lightly, Ajax laughed. "Bit stronger than tea, huh, Xiansheng?!"

"Oh, Ajax, have you learned much of the Liyuen dialect?" Pyotr asked, very interested.

"A little," he responded, rubbing Zhongli's back. The adeptus may have experience with much of the cuisine in the other nations, but pure Snezhnayan firewater was a whole other beast.

"I am quite alright, baobei," Zhongli coughed again, the nickname slipping out.

Ajax blushed immediately and cleared his throat. "Th-that is, umm… Zhongli has taught me a little bit of the language and customs since I've spent so much time in his home country. Chopsticks though, I am hopeless with."

"One day you will hold them properly and not like a weapon," Zhongli chuckled.

His siblings joined in on the laughter before Tonia was called away by their mother. After everyone took a sip from the bottle, they started their game of two truths and a lie. It was Yeliza's favorite because she was so good at it. Being a Fatui intelligence officer, she could read people like a book and Ajax was certain she already sussed out that there was much more to Zhongli than meets the eye.

"So the goal is to fool everyone by making them believe the lie. Should the consensus believe your lie, everyone takes a drink except for you. But if you're found out, you are the only one who drinks," Yeliza explained. Sofia, bored with decorating cookies, wandered over and climbed into her lap. Yeliza barely batted an eyelash, holding her daughter close.

"I fear I will not be very good at this," Zhongli chuckled. "I don't know much about any of you aside from the stories Ajax has shared."

"Perfect," Lev said with a maniacal grin. "Just means you'll be the one drinking the most and share all your secrets."

Anthon leaned over the back of the couch, interested in the game. He wasn't old enough to drink yet, only being thirteen, but he enjoyed watching everyone else lose their inhibitions.

"Oldest starts!" Pyotr called out, grabbing the bottle from his sister's hands.

Dull blue eyes shifted to amber ones, and Ajax and Zhongli shared a secretive smile. Their pinkies hooked between them, and though it was a tiny action, Lev seemed to notice immediately and knock his brother's foot with his own before offering a knowing smirk.

"Well, then, Pyotr, say your piece!"

"I'm getting there!"

Lev leaned forward and winked at Zhongli. "He's terrible at lying."

"I am not!" Pyotr scowled.

Ajax laughed incredulously. "You are. You have a tell."

"What is it?"

"We're not saying," all the siblings said in unison.

The oldest brother huffed and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Fine fine. How about this?" He held up a finger for each bit of information, "I have swam from Chenyu Vale to Fontaine. I lost my two front teeth playing a dangerous game in Natlan. I owned a duskbird name Shumi."

Everyone leaned in and stared at him. Ajax turned to Zhongli. "The bird thing could be true. Pyotr loves animals."

"But swimming that far is quite a feat," Zhongli argued.

The rest of the family shook their heads. "Pyotr is a champion swimmer and can hold his breath for three minutes."

"Impressive!"

Pyotr puffed out his chest and grinned in satisfaction. And that was when Ajax noticed something strange. He pointed at his brother and the rest of the eyes in the room followed.

"TEETH!" Lev cried.

"The bird is the lie," Yeliza said and everyone nodded.

"Then you all drink," Pyotr laughed. He removed his two front teeth and lisped through an explanation. "I lost these sledding with Aleks two years ago. I've never made it to Natlan yet."

"Damn!" Ajax swore. The group passed around the bottle until everyone had taken a drink. "When did you get so good? You always lose."

Pyotr shrugged. "Now, who should I call on next?" He tapped his bearded chin and squinted his blue eyes in thought. He and Yeliza shared a look and Ajax knew what was coming even before his brother spoke. "Mr. Zhongli…"

Zhongli nodded in acceptance. "So it has come to me."

"Your two truths and a lie, please," Yeliza said.

Everyone watched the Liyuen man closely, searching for any tells as to what could be the lie. But Ajax knew it would be difficult for even him to suss out what was the fake story. Zhongli may have told him many stories during the length of their relationship but the god had lived thousands of years. There was still so much the did not know.

Zhongli hummed and closed his eyes, crossing his arms and leaning back as if he was about to tell one of his famous tales. A thrill went through Ajax. He was very interested in what his lover would come up with.

The adeptus nodded once and then opened his eyes, smiling at the group. "Well then, One of my dearest friends is a bull. I once faked my death. I am over a thousand years old."

Ajax nearly choked. Was there really a lie in there? Wasn't Zhongli supposed to be keeping a low profile as a mortal? This was not the place to come clean as the former Geo Archon. While Ajax was certain Yeliza wouldn't say anything if he asked, it was still a powerful bit of information for anyone to have in their back pocket.

The entire group looked between Zhongli and Ajax and then a slow smile spread across Yeliza's face.

"I knew it," she laughed. "He is not as he seems."

"So, what do we think the lie is?" Lev asked, squinting at Zhongli and biting his lip in concentration.

"There are plenty of interesting stories from Liyue," Pyotr said. "It is very possible Mr. Zhongli is very old. But then… why date our little brother?"

"Hmm, but faking your own death," Lev scratched the back of his neck. "That seems pretty extreme."

"A bull as your best friend?" Yeliza asked, incredulous.

Sofia laughed in her lap, "That's silly!"

"Well?" Zhongli smiled smugly and plashed his clasped hands in his lap.

The siblings looked to Ajax, who was out of his depth. He was certain Zhongli misunderstood the rules of this game and told all truths. He sighed and shook his head, "The bull?"

"Even you don't know?" Lev asked, surprised.

"there's a lot to know about Zhongli!" Ajax tried to defend himself.

Across the house Tonia piped up again. "they spend too much time kissing to learn anything interesting about each other!"

"Tonia!" Ajax warned, twisting around to make a rude gesture.

"Baobei, please, it is not that serious," Zhongli chuckled.

"We must pick something," Pyotr threw his hands up in defeat.

"Okay, okay," Yeliza said waving her hands. "Who votes for the bull?" She raised her hand and Ajax joined her. Lev did as well and that left Pyotr as the only one with a differing opinion. "Majority rules!"

Zhongli smiled and picked up the bottle taking a swing. "You would be correct. One of my dearest friends is not a bull, but in fact, a crane."

A hand dragged down Ajax's face. This moron!

"Then, you're really over a thousand years old?" Anthon asked, his voice filled with awe.

"I am," Zhongli nodded. "An adeptus of Jueyun Karst."

"Seriously, Ajax," Yeliza huffed an amused laugh. "How did you bag this one?!"

"And you faked your own death?" Lev asked. "I must hear this story!"

Zhongli chuckled and began an abridged version of his tale. By the time he finished, dinner was ready and everyone had forgotten about the game entirely. Tonia and Mama called everyone to the table and the entire group migrated like a group of flocking birds. Anthon was quick to jump into the open seat beside Zhongli, his eyes glittering with a million unanswered questions and Ajax changed his mind. Yeliza might be one of the best interrogators in the Fatui, but Anthon just might give her a run for her money.

Under the table, Zhongli's hand sought Ajax's, finding it easily and interlocking their fingers. His heart skipped a beat not fort he first time that afternoon and contentment flooded Ajax's system. The family chattered away with their own conversations, everyone speaking on a different topic. Tonia poked Ajax's side and he turned to his younger sister.

"You seem really happy, Big Brother," she said softly. "I like seeing you happy."

"I like being happy," he replied with a smile. "Zhongli is a good man."

"I think you mean he's good for you," she said with a knowing smile.

"Smarty pants," Ajax laughed, poking her in the side right back. "So, tell me what you made so I can avoid being poisoned."

"Ha ha, very funny," Tonia deadpanned, reaching for the pelmeni. She placed a few of the meat dumplings on Ajax's plate and smiled. "Papa went hunting a few days ago and we used the venison in these."

Eyes lighting up, Ajax took a bite and hummed in delight. "Just like I remember."

"I made the salad this year!" Anthon announced. "But I think there's too much mayonnaise."

"I'm sure it is still delicious," Zhongli told him and the younger boy's smile beamed at the assurance.

"Have you had Snezhnayan food, Mr. Zhongli?" Anthon asked.

"I have indeed. Ajax is a fabulous cook and has made a few dishes on occasion."

"Glad I taught you well enough to feed your boyfriend," Mama chuckled from across the table. She took a sip of mulled wine and winked at her son over the rim of the glass.

Butterflies fluttered in Ajax's chest, wild and chaotic. This first meeting was going far better than he even could have imagined. Everyone seemed to like Zhongli, and more importantly, approved of their relationship. He still couldn't believe the old lizard admitted to being an adeptus during the game but he supposed if Zhongli hadn't shared some kind of secret, Yeliza would have worked it out of him eventually.

Being home and having Zhongli participate in the fun brought him more joy than he could put into words and Ajax was already thinking of all the ways he could thank his lover when they got back to his private residence. He smiled to himself and took another bite of food, the familiar flavors settling a homesickness he hadn't realized he'd been warring with for so long. Sure, he missed his dear siblings, as well as the familiar sights and sounds of Snezhnaya. Hell, he'd even missed the cold! But there was just something about Mama's cooking that filled that deep void within him that nothing else could.

"Alright, baobei?" Zhongli whispered, his breath ghosting shell of Ajax's ear.

"Everything is so good," he said with a smile, cheeks dusting pink and heat curling in his stomach. "This is the happiest I've been in a while."

"I can tell," Zhongli responded, his own smile gentle and warm. "Thank you for allowing me to meet your family. They are all wonderful."

"Eh, you haven't seen us fight," Ajax laughed and his older brothers joined in.

"That's true," Pyotr said with a nod. "We used to have wrestling matches right here in the living room. No one could ever beat Papa. That is until…"

"Best day of my life," Lev laughed heartily until his wife elbowed him in the ribs and gave him a sharp look. "Sorry dear."

Zhongli smiled at everyone, his amber eyes sparkling with an emotion Ajax wasn't sure he'd seen before on the old man's face. It was like he was remembering his own family gatherings, nostalgia coloring his expression with fondness. Of course he had his adepti and mortal friends, but Ajax wondered if Zhongli had parents and siblings of his own or if he'd been alone much of his life. That thought cut deep and a sudden wave of sadness lanced through him. He squeezed his lover's hand, seeking to comfort and maybe find his own reprieve from these feelings.

"What has your lips twisting into such an expression?" Zhongli asked.

Ajax shook his head. "Just thinking too much."

Zhongli squeezed back and then released his hand, instead reaching across the table to collect a platter of food. He served himself and then Ajax before passing it along.

"I wish to thank you all for the lovely company and the wonderful meal," Zhongli said, his voice rising over the cacophony of voices. "You have all been so welcoming and I cannot express enough how much it means to me to be a part of the traditions you hold here."

"You just take care of my boy," Mama said, raising her glass toward the adeptus. "You're a good influence. I can tell."

"I would not go so far as to—"

"Nonsense!" Ajax cut him off. "I've learned a lot from you, Xiansheng, and I'm happier for it."

Tonia poked his face, digging her finger into his freckled cheek. "Stop being so sappy. You're going to make me cry."

"Alright alright," Ajax laughed and pulled away from his sister. "Pass the firewater, it's time to really get this party started."

Lev took a swig before sliding the bottle across the table. Ajax drank deeply, uncaring that his throat burned from the alcohol. Heat settled in his chest, radiating out to his extremities and mingling with the warmth of happiness that filled his chest.

"If you all get too rowdy, I'm throwing you out in the snow," Mama told them.

"Snowball fight!" Teucer called out and everyone cheered, agreeing it was a great after dinner activity.

"Will you be on my team or choose someone else?" Ajax asked Zhongli.

"What would you prefer?"

"Oh no," he wagged a finger at him. "You already have a strategy worked out, I can see the wheels in your mind turning. It's that great military prowess you have."

"Then I believe young Anthon has called dibs," Zhongli chuckled, looking at the excited boy sitting on his left.

"Yes!" Anthon punched the air. "Mr. Zhongli is on my team!"

The group settled on partnerships with Ajax taking the same side as Teucer, Tonia and Yeliza, while Zhongli and Anthon added Lev and Aleks to their team. Pyotr got roped into a conversation with their father that left him out of the fun and the little girls would rather play dolls than go into the cold.

While Teucer was mostly interested in throwing as many snowballs as possible, the real fight lay in the strategies of Ajax and Zhongli, each testing the other's defenses for weak spots. Tonia caught on quick and named herself the fixer who would rebuild and fortify the walls of their base while Yeliza made snow balls and Teucer and Ajax attacked the opposing team. It was all good fun until Aleks got hit in the face and ended up with a bloody nose. The game ended with everyone breathing hard and laughing harder despite the accident and the tears.

The family settled around the tree, mulled wine and hot cocoa in hand to warm up while Teucer took it upon himself to pass out presents. He, of course, had quite the stack being the baby of the immediate family, but Ajax was sure his nieces and nephews had plenty of gifts waiting for them at their own homes.

Even Ajax had collected a small pile, and while Zhongli had not been expected at the gathering, Tonia still presented him with a hand painted ornament. Ajax wasn't sure when she had time to make it between cooking, cleaning, and snowball fighting, but he was grateful for his sister's hospitality all the same.

"I will cherish this," Zhongli said when accepting the gift. It was a wooden ornament in the shape of a bell, painted blue with golden accents in an intricate and delicate design.

"Will this go into the collection among your shelves of prized objects at your apartment?"

"It will indeed."

"Oh," Ajax breathed, his heart skipping a beat. "I was only joking. "I'm glad you like it. Tonia makes these every year. She likes to paint."

"It is a wonderful gift," Zhongli said with a nod. "I am sure you have also made such things when you were a child."

"Oh yeah," Ajax laughed. "Lots of craft projects. If you snoop around the tree, I bet you'll be able to spot some of my brilliant work."

"I will have to take a look before we leave."

Conversations died down as everyone began opening gifts. Teucer tore through the paper like a madman while Anthon was much more methodical about it, pulling back the folds as if he intended to save the paper for another day. The presents Zhongli and Ajax bought at the market were big hits with everyone and Mama squished Ajax's face before kissing his chubby cheeks in thanks for the new scarf he got her. It was something she only did when she had too much to drink and he suspected she had been sipping on mulled wine since she began cooking that morning.

When all the gifts were thoroughly broken into and plenty of drinks and cookies had been shared, Ajax and Zhongli began their goodbyes. It was a long carriage ride back to the private residence and they still had to walk a mile through the forest. Not that Ajax was scared of anything that lurked there, but it was best not to wander off the path in the dark.

After many hugs and promises of returning again soon, the pair set off back toward the hill. The air was crisp with a wind that bit at their noses and cheeks, turning their skin pink. With one hand in his pocket and the other intertwined with Zhongli's, Ajax didn't mind the cold that much.

"So, now that you've officially met my family, what do you think?"

Zhongli pondered the question for a moment, humming lightly as he mulled over his time spent at the cottage. "I think you have a wonderful family and it is good to know they love you very much. Not everyone is so lucky."

"Heh, they weren't so supportive for a while. Especially after I fell into the Abyss."

"Yes, I noticed your father's words early on during the party. He seems—"

"Disappointed?"

"Worried." Zhongli said firmly. "As any father would be for a son who faced such hardships."

Ajax shook his head. He didn't agree but this wasn't the time for an argument. He let out a long exhale, his breath puffing out in a white cloud as they walked. The trees on either side of the path were dark, their green spines covered in a thin frost that gleamed under the silver moonlight.

Suddenly, Zhongli pulled away from him and Ajax whipped his head around to see his lover heading toward the forest.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I… wish to play a game," Zhongli said quietly. "You like those, don't you?"

"Yeah, but it's dangerous in the woods and I don't want to lose you in there," Ajax nodded toward the treeline.

Zhongli licked his lips and rolled his shoulders. With the tilt of his head, his antlers became visible and a long tail, decorated with golden scales, dragged behind him. Heat rolled through Ajax as he realized what kind of game Zhongli wanted to play.

"What are the rules?" he asked, his blood thrumming loudly in his veins.

"It is simple," Zhongli started, "you hide, I chase."

A wicked smile stretched across Ajax's lips. He was ready for some action. Nodding, he looked at the dark spaces between the trees. Zhongli's eyesight was better than anyone he'd met so it would be a challenge to hide from him. A challenge Ajax was eager to take on.

They stared at each other for a long moment, the wind whistling over the path and ruffling their clothes. Even the cold couldn't cool down Ajax's desire. His body was vibrating with anticipation, just like before a fight. He took off through the trees, boots kicking up snow behind him.

Zhongli's presence remained still, just outside the forest, giving him a head start. The plan was to hide in the trees and jump from bow to bow as the adeptus searched the forest floor. Ajax was certain he could attack Zhongli from above, turning it into a wrestling match. Just the thought of being wrapped up in his lover's arms and tail had him half hard with arousal and excitement.

The trees were slick and it was difficult to climb at first, but with the help of the knives he kept in his boots, Ajax was at the top in no time. Light footfalls barely crunched the snow as Zhongli stalked through the forest and Ajax had to suppress a giddy laugh. His blood sang with the promise of a good fight, his stomach flipping with the anticipation of being caught.

"I can smell you, Ajax," Zhongli rumbled. "Your scent is filled with arousal and it is," he sucked in a breath, tasting the air, "absolutely divine."

Jumping from one bow to the next, Ajax misjudged the amount of snow that would shake down from the branches. The glow of gold eyes sliding in his direction made his heart skip a beat and then he was rushing to jump to the next tree. Zhongli stalked him from below, waiting for him to make a mistake. While hurrying to get away, Ajax was still secure in his steps. He'd traversed plenty of landscapes and spent plenty of time in these trees as a child. He had the advantage here.

Carefully, he slid down the ice slick bark of the tree and tried to keep his steps light as he moved to hide behind the nearest trunk. Zhongli was still looking upward, which gave him some hope of escape. Ajax turned his head to look behind, but that was a mistake. Because when he turned around, Zhongli was gone.

"Found you," a low voice rumbled, lips caressing the shell of his ear.

Ajax suppressed a a moan by biting his lip. He darted forward, slipping under Zhongli's arm that threatened to capture him and raced through the forest. Laughter bubbled up his throat and he released the joyous sound when his lover snatched him around the waist and toppled them to the snow covered ground.

"That was too easy," Zhongli growled, nipping at Ajax's jawline. "You wished to be caught."

"Maybe," Ajax breathed, his heart hammering and cock hard in his pants. He rolled his hips and moaned when he found the friction he so desperately needed.

"Then I shall devour you, my prey," Zhongli chuckled darkly as he slid down his lover's body to nuzzle the bulge in his pants.

"Oh, fuuuck," Ajax hissed when his pants were undone and cock pulled free. The chilly Snezhnayan air threatened to make his erection flag, but the warm mouth that slipped down his length brought him back to life.

Zhongli sighed through his nose, now nestled in wiry ginger curls, and lapped at the underside of Ajax's cock while he hollowed his cheeks and sucked. Dull blue eyes rolled back into the harbinger's head at the absolute lewdity of it all. He was held down in the snow, barely a mile from his childhood home getting his dick swallowed by the oldest being in Teyvat.

"Gods what did I do to deserve this?" Ajax said aloud, his mind buzzing.

Zhongli chuckled around the cock in his mouth and pulled off with a pop. "Shall I continue?"

"If you stop, I'm going to hold you down by the antlers and fuck your throat," Ajax threatened.

Hands grasped his wrists and brought them to Zhongli's head. Ajax curled his fingers around the base of each antler, a thrill going through him and making his cock twitch.

"I need your mouth on me now. Make me come."

"As you wish," Zhongli said, kissing the tip of Ajax's cock before sliding his mouth over the head and taking all of his length to the back of his throat.

Ajax held tight to his lover's antlers and rolled his hips experimentally. The wet warmth of Zhongli's mouth was divine, and when his lover swallowed around him, he nearly fell apart. Clawed fingers gripped his hips and encouraged him to move while Zhongli sucked and licked, curling his draconic tongue around Ajax's length like a vice.

"Yes, just like that. Oh gods, I'm not going to last long." Ajax gasped.

His pace quickened, hips leaving the snow to thrust into his lover's mouth with abandon, chasing his end. His eyes rolled back when Zhongli slid is tongue up and down the length of his cock, squeezing just right and taking him deeper into his throat. That coil of heat in Ajax's gut tightened further, his entire body bent like the string of a bow until he snapped, spilling down Zhongli's throat in long spurts. The adeptus worked him through it until overstimulation set in and Ajax used his antlers to push him away.

"You're so good at that," Ajax said through heaving breaths as he tucked himself back into his pants to avoid getting frostbite in a sensitive area.

"I aim to please," Zhongli's voice rumbled as his forked tongue slid out to lap the remnants of Ajax's pleasure from his lips. He stood, composed himself back into the image of his mortal disguise, and reached a hand toward Ajax. "Come, let us return to the carriage."

"Fine," Ajax said, "But when we get home, I'm gonna give you so much pleasure you'll be weeping and begging me to stop."

"Is that a promise?' Zhongli asked.

"It's a threat," Ajax said with a wicked grin taking his lover's hand. He already had ideas and he planned to follow through on every single one of them.

Notes:

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See you tomorrow for Day 5: Sounding!

Chapter 5: Favor - Sounding

Summary:

Ajax repays the favor and gives Zhongli an afternoon of pleasure.

Notes:

Additional tags/warning for this chapter: Consensual Non-Consent; Aphrodisiac. This is a Top Tartaglia/Bottom Zhongli chapter

Day 5 Prompt: Sounding

This chapter is sort of a follow up to a fic I wrote in May 2025. If you're interested in reading, you can find it here

The sheets were soft and warm against Zhongli's legs as he lounged in bed, another book from Ajax's library open in his lap. This one was nonfiction, recalling the days of the Belyi Tsar and his fae court. While Zhongli had been familiar with the first Cryo Archon, they had never quite gotten along. They were friendly enough and Zhongli had attended some of his lavish parties, but he was no companion the way he considered Barbatos. Still, it was nice to be reminded of an old friend from days gone by.

A knock at the door halted his reminiscing.

"You may enter," Zhongli called and Ajax's face appeared in the doorway.

"Enjoying the morning?" he asked, pushing the door open more with his foot and revealing a tray of tea and pastries.

"I have been enjoying perusing your library. Your collection, though diminutive, is still quite impressive."

Ajax laughed, "Yeah some of those books were gifts. I've maybe only read half of what I own. Usually if the image on the front looks interesting, I pick it up."

"Baobei, have you not heard the phrase never judge a book by its cover?"

"Of course I have!" Ajax set the tray down on the nightstand and motioned for Zhongli to move over.

The adetpus grumbled, reluctant to give up the warm spot he'd created with his body heat. But the kiss to his cheek was a nice consolation, as was the cuddling. Even if Ajax's feet felt like ice. The harbinger shivered and nuzzled closer.

"This storm should let up by tomorrow but it's going to continue to be cold and snowy for the rest of the day. Do you plan on reading the entire time?"

Zhongli made a note of where he left off and closed the book, setting it on the bed. "Did you have other plans in mind?"

A mischievous grin stretched onto Ajax's face. "Well, I've been thinking—"

"A dangerous past time."

"Hey!" Ajax laughed and poked Zhongli's side. "Ever since we left my family's cottage the other day, I've been thinking about how to repay you for, well, everything. You know, supporting me, being friendly with my siblings… that amazing blowjob in the snow."

Zhongli chuckled. He figured Ajax was interested in more carnal activities to pass the day away and it amused him to know how well he could read his lover. His arm found its way to Ajax's back, rubbing slow circles into the thin fabric of his shirt.

"Mmm, that's nice," the harbinger sighed, relaxing into Zhongli's side. "Anyway, I think I finally came up with something. But I need your help."

"Of course. What did you have in mind?"

Tilting his head down, Zhongli caught the way his lover's ears burned pink, the flush crawling down his neck delightfully. It made his mouth water and the urge to bite was strong, but he resisted, not wanting to ruin Ajax's supposed plans.

"Remember a few months ago when, uh… we did some kink exploration?"

"I need you to be more specific," Zhongli said, amused by his lover's embarrassment.

"You know… with the geo constructs."

Ah, yes, Zhongli did remember now. That had been a wonderfully interesting day. The ability to play with Ajax and test his limits through sounding had been a pleasant experience. He suddenly remembered he said something about trying it himself.

"Ah, you wish to return the favor? I would be amenable to this."

"Yeah?" Ajax asked, tilting his face to look up at Zhongli. His cheeks were burning red, and this time, the adeptus ducked down to nip at his fiery skin. "Hey!"

"Apologies," Zhongli hummed, rolling them across the bed and pinning Ajax to the mattress. He peppered his lover's face with kisses, lips tracing the hard line of his cheek bone and then across the sharp jut of his jaw.

"I thought I was leading the show today," Ajax said, a bit breathless.

"You will, but I wish to feast on you first."

"Zhongli! You can't say things like that," Ajax protested, pushing at his chest a little.

"You always taste divine and I have been thinking about having you again ever since our last romp in the snow."

"It was pretty one-sided, if you ask me. You didn't even get off!"

"And you have promised an afternoon of pleasure, have you not?" Zhongli asked while working his way down Ajax's neck to nip at his exposed collarbone.

They were both aroused, their half hard cocks trapped between their bodies and all it took was a slow roll of Zhongli's hips to pull a delicious moan from Ajax's lips.

"Come on, let me do something for you," he protested. "Make me some constructs so I can return the favor. It felt so good when you did it for me."

Zhongli let up, crawling off his lover to roll into the black space beside him. The book thumped to the floor and he mentally thought about picking it up but was too preoccupied with watching Ajax sit up.

"Here," the harbinger said, handing him a cup of steaming tea. "Drink."

"Thank you, baobei," Zhongli replied, getting comfortable before accepting the cup.

The drink was perfectly spiced, rich and warm on Zhongli's tongue, and he hummed with delight. The pastries looked inviting and he reached over his lover to grab one, munching on it while enjoying his tea.

Ajax smiled, joining him in enjoying their snack. Dull blue eyes continuously flicked over to Zhongli and the adeptus began to suspect something was amiss. His body grew warm, the heat radiating from his chest down to his core. Breaths came quicker as his heartbeat began to flutter and desire coursed through his veins.

"Ajax…"

"There might be a mild aphrodisiac in the tea," the harbinger admitted with a wicked smile.

"You rascal!" Zhongli laughed and shook his head. "Did you think I would deny you if I was not already aroused?"

"Not really," Ajax told him. "Just thought it would be more fun this way. Are you… upset?"

Zhongli pondered the question. He and Ajax had experimented with consensual non-consent in the past and while they had explicit rules for that type of play, this was quite harmless in his own mind. They were snowed in until further notice without anything to pass the time besides read or make love.

"No, I am not upset," he finally said. "I enjoy a bit of play. You know this."

"And you're okay with me taking the lead today?"

"Absolutely. Allow me to make our tools for the afternoon."

Calling on his geo powers, Zhongli created five sounding rods, each longer and and thicker than the last. He had experimented on his own in the past and knew what his limits were. Still a shiver of anticipation crawled down his spine at the thought of Ajax pushing him to the edge of those limits.

Ajax picked up each one in turn, inspecting them closely. When he got to the largest one, his eyes widened and he looked at Zhongli in awe.

"Do you think you could actually take this one?"

"That depends," Zhongli said. "If I am prepared adequately and you take your time, there is a chance, yes."

"Amazing," the harbinger breathed. "Well then, let's get started."

Ajax crawled up the bed, prowling like a leopard stalking its prey. Zhongli suppressed a shiver, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. Blue eyes shifted, catching the motion.

He descended upon Zhongli, slow and calculated, slotting their lips together in a sensual kiss that had the adeptus sighing. He gripped Ajax's shoulders, fingers digging into the thin fabric of his shirt, desperate to pull him closer. With a breathy laugh, Ajax slid closer, crawling between Zhongli's legs and settling against his broad chest.

"I like kissing you," he said softly. "Especially like this."

"And why is that, baobei?"

"Because," Ajax whispered, pulling back slightly to nuzzle their noses together. "You're needy."

"It is only because I desire you greatly."

"And I'm the only one who can make you feel good, yeah?"

"Always," Zhongli said, tilting his head back to capture Ajax's lips once again.

It was a slow thing, filled with gentle touches and soft moans. Rocking hips that sought closeness more than pleasure. Zhongli's fingers found the hem of his lover's shirt and tugged it over his head. His amber eyes roamed the expanse of snowy skin smattered with freckles and old scars. Licking his lips, he desired to add to the marks there, to ensure anyone who looked upon Ajax would know who he belonged to.

Every meeting of lips was partnered with fingers that sought to rid each other of their clothes. And soon, there was a messy pile of garments on the floor beside the bed.

Ajax sat back on his heels, his cock hard and heavy against his thigh as he looked over Zhongli, who was laid upon the bed like an offering.

"Will you do something else for me, Xiansheng?"

"Anything you wish, baobei."

Those blue eyes, so dark with lust, met Zhongli's in a long stare. "Will you shift for me? I want to see you without any concealment."

Adoration bloomed in Zhongli's chest as warm as a summer breeze in Liyue. He loved the way way Ajax found his adeptal features fascinating and arousing in kind. With a small roll of his neck, the magic he used to conjure his mortal form dissipated. Antlers, shimmering gold, sprouted from his temples. Scales decorated his skin from his collarbones to his ribs, catching the light just right and making him look as ethereal as Ajax knew him to be. His tail, thick and long, slid off the bed with a gentle thump, the tuft of fur sliding over the wool rug pleasantly.

"You're so beautiful," Ajax whispered, his voice full of reverence.

Fingers traced the tip of an antler, the touch so light and soft that Zhongli couldn't help but allow his eyes to flutter shut. He hummed as Ajax continued to map out his skin, fingers sliding over the tip of a pointed ear and down the column of his throat to tease the scales that bloomed over his chest. His lover's touch was gentle and warm, sending pleasure coursing through his veins. And coupled with the aphrodisiac, Zhongli's twin cocks were hard and throbbing between his legs, desperate for Ajax to explore lower.

Knowing this was what he wanted, Ajax purposefully avoided moving past Zhongli's waist. And when he opened his eyes, Zhongli saw that devilish smile on his lover's lips.

"Ready?" Ajax asked, his hand coated with hydro and hovering over one of Zhongli's cocks.

"Very much so."

"Good, because once we start, I'm not stopping until you're a mess. Not even if you beg me to back off. I want you spent and satisfied."

Zhongli raised a brow, curiosity coloring his features. But he didn't have time to fully process his lover's words before wet fingers wrapped around his cock and stroked from tip to base. He groaned, body collapsing into the pillows as pleasure, warm as a perfect cup of tea, flowed through his veins.

The slow drag of Ajax's hand over his sensitive skin already had his toes curling and body temperature rising. And it seemed his lover could tell he was ready for more, because a moment later, Ajax picked up the first sounding rod. He coated it with hydro and positioned the end against Zhongli's slit. The former archon's breathing hitched as the construct breached his cock, sliding in slowly. His walls fluttered around it, unused to the intrusion.

"Yes, just like that, baobei. Nice and slow."

"I remember this," Ajax said softly. "The first thrust. The strangeness of feeling so full but the pleasure of it too. And when it was all the way inside…"

"Y-Yes," Zhongli shuddered as the curved end of the rod pressed against his prostate from the inside.

Clawed fingers twisted the sheets beneath him as Ajax kept the construct in place with the tip of his finger and stroked Zhongli's cock with his other hand. His tight grip, the slow strokes from root to tip, the perfect twist of Ajax's hand around the sensitive head — Zhongli could feel his arousal spike. His breaths came faster, his heart beating harder, his toes curling tighter. And then Ajax pulled back, slipping the sounding rod from his cock and leaving Zhongli shaking with unresolved desire.

"God job, Xiansheng! Let's try the next one."

The second construct was slightly thicker and a bit longer that the one that had just been inside him. And when Ajax pushed it into his slit, Zhongli gasped with pleasure, eyes rolling back as his lover stroked his cock with sliding the rod in deep. Ecstasy threatened to take him, his eyes going unfocused as heat roared in his gut. And a moment later, he tipped over the edge, thick ropes of cum pushing the rod from his cock and flooding over his stomach.

Ajax chuckled, still stroking Zhongli's cock through his orgasm. "That was faster than I expected, but I guess I'm doing a good job."

"That was divine."

"Good, well, since you seemed to like that so much, let's move up to the third size."

Still sensitive, Zhongli shuddered against the overstimulation when Ajax pushed the construct inside, the walls of his cock squeezing around the intrusion and making him cry out.

"Remember what I said," Ajax said in a slow voice.

Zhongli nodded. His lover wanted him to succumb to his pleasure. To lose all coherent thought. And with the way the third rod stretched his slit and rubbed against his prostate, he was already close to losing his mind. Even more so when Ajax slid onto he stomach and took Zhongli's lower cock into his mouth, suckling lightly.

"Oh, baobei, that is not fair."

Ajax just laughed darkly around his length, taking him all the way to the back of the throat as he stroked and filled Zhongli's upper cock with the sounding rod.

Pleasure sizzled through Zhongli's veins, his lungs gasping for breath as he simultaneously felt the need to pull away and get closer to his lover. With both cocks getting attention, his mind was in serious danger of frying like an egg on a hot stone. His hand found the back of Ajax's head, fingers threading with ginger curls and pushing Ajax further onto his length.

To his credit, Ajax relaxed his throat and took Zhongli to the base. Nearly on the heels of his last orgasm, the adeptus came again, both cocks erupting at the same time and making his mind go numb with a pleasure that he had not felt in centuries. It had been so long since anyone had paid attention to him like this and he would not soon forget the ecstasy his dear Ajax had so willingly given.

With a low groan, he released his lover and collapsed against the pillows, his body jolting through the aftershocks of orgasm. The sounding rod was pulled free from his upper cock and a flood of cum pooled over his skin, adding to the earlier mess.

"I think you're still too coherent," Ajax said, his voice raspy from sucking off the adeptus.

"I… oh I think…" Zhongli breathed, trying to form a sentence.

"Or maybe not," the harbinger laughed. He crawled up Zhongli's body, kissing the glittering scales that decorated the former archon's skin. Their lips slotted together in a messy kiss, so heated that Zhongli forgot to move against him. "Maybe we'll save the fucking for later. You seem pretty spent."

"But you are not satisfied," Zhongli said.

"Well, there is something I would be interested in."

"Tell me more."

"Just lie there and look pretty," Ajax told him with a lopsided grin.

He situated himself atop the adeptus, straddling his chest and pressed his hard cock between Zhongli's pecs. The slow grind of his hips was enough the have Zhongli's twin lengths twitching with renewed interest. He opened his mouth, allowing his draconic tongue to slither out and wrap around Ajax's cock.

"Oh yeah, just like that. Gods, I'm already close. You're so beautiful like this, Zhongli."

Ajax gripped Zhongli's antlers, pulling him closer and the adeptus was more than fine being manhandled if it meant his lover would be satisfied. After only a few slides of Zhongli's tongue, Ajax was coming over his chin and chest, marking his skin with the scent of his arousal. A purr rumbled in the adeptus' throat and he wrapped his tail around Ajax's waist to keep his lover from getting away. His tongue unraveled from Ajax's length, the taste of him filling Zhongli's mouth.

"You are magnificent, baobei."

Ajax bent low, still holding onto Zhongli's antlers and shook his head gently. "You're one to talk. I have a literal god in my grasp."

"And I would not want it any other way," Zhongli admitted. His tail tightened around Ajax's middle, the tuft of fur brushing softly against the harbinger's chest. "Lay with me a while. Let us rest together."

"That wrung out, huh?" Ajax asked, a smug smile on his face.

"Shhh," Zhongli hushed him and rolled them onto their sides.

His body was sticky with sweat and the combination of their releases, but he could not seem to care. Not with the satisfaction buzzing in his mind and the warmth of relaxation flooding his veins. Ajax cuddled close, and tugged the sheet over them. Amber eyes fluttered closed, a purr still rumbling in his chest as he held his lover close. To give Ajax pleasure was one thing, but the receive it in return sated his instincts in a way they had not been attended to in some time. As he begin the slow fall into a contented afternoon slumber, a single word filled his mind.

Mate.

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See you tomorrow for Day 6: Free Use

Chapter 6: Contentment - Free Use

Summary:

Ajax talks Zhongli into christening every room in the house. The adeptus has no qualms about this plan.

Notes:

Day 6 Prompt: Free Use

"You know, this place really needs to be broken in," Ajax said over breakfast one morning.

"Broken in? Ajax I know you like a good fight, but attacking hooligans who would enter your home without permission—"

"No no," Ajax laughed. "What I mean is, you're my first guest. Ever. And this place hasn't seen much action. We've only fooled around in the tub and in ours beds. There's so many other parts of this house that need to be christened."

Zhongli coughed, his cheeks tinged pink as he put down his spoon and stared at his lover. There was a need stirring in his gut. One that demanded he take Ajax right here on this table, claiming him as his own, despite the fact neither of them had taken any other partners since the start of their relationship. To think his lover was offering his body to him willingly, it was rousing something inside Zhongli that hadn't been awakened in many centuries.

He stood, pushing his chair out as he did so, and walked around the table to stand beside Ajax. His gaze was full of heat, the same inferno that raged in his core, turning him into a monster with a single string of thoughts — fuck, bite, claim, breed.

"Uh, Zhongli?" Ajax asked, fork still laden with scrambled eggs as he looked up at the adepti. His eyes dipped below Zhongli's waist, no doubt noticing the growing bulge in his pants. "Now?"

"You have offered yourself willingly and I find myself hungry for something more salacious than mere food."

Zhongli's gaze followed the movement of Ajax's Adam's Apple. This slight bob and roll of his throat as he chewed on Zhongli's words. Then, without any more spoken between them, Ajax pushed his plate away and leaned back in his seat. A rumbling purr reverberated in Zhongli's chest, satisfied by his mate's willingness to accept his advances.

With a sweep of his arm, Zhongli pushed the plates, utensils, and glasses toward the center of the table before grabbing Ajax and laying him atop the surface. His hands made quick work of the harbinger's loose sleep pants and Zhongli licked his lips in anticipation at seeing his lover's cock already half-hard and pink at the tip. Placing his hands on Ajax's thighs to keep him still, Zhongli took his lover's length into his mouth and teased the underside with his tongue. A pleased hum vibrated in his throat when he felt Ajax's cock twitch and harden.

"Hah, holy shit," Ajax gasped, grabbing Zhongli's hair in his fists and tugging the adeptus closer.

Zhongli relaxed, taking his cock to the back of his throat before hollowing his cheeks and sucking as he eased off.

A long moan escaped Ajax's lips and the harbinger wrapped his legs around Zhongli's shoulders to keep him from pulling away too far. Not that Zhongli had any intention of leaving his lover in this state — bedraggled and wanting. His own cock was hard and throbbing, desperate to slide deep inside his lover's body where it was warm and tight and inviting.

"Hydro," Zhongli demanded.

A clumsy hand met his as Ajax transferred the viscous liquid to Zhongli's fingers. Taking Ajax's length back into his mouth and working him slowly, Zhongli used the hydro to coat his lover's hole. One finger breached the tight ring of muscle and Zhongli felt the thighs bracketing his head flex. Between the slow curl of his finger, searching for that spot that would turn Ajax into a panting mess, and the tease of his tongue and mouth on Ajax's cock, Zhongli would surely have him ready in no time. And perhaps have a chance to drink down an orgasm or two before taking Ajax on the table and seeking his own end.

"Z-Zhongli," Ajax sighed, his breath hitching when the adeptus added a second finger and curled them just right. "Just like that. I'm so close."

Zhongli couldn't help smiling around Ajax's length. His little harbinger was always quick to come in the first round. Relaxing his throat a little more, Zhongli took Ajax's cock deeper and swallowed around the sensitive head. With a cry and a buck of his hips, Ajax tipped over the edge, spilling thick ropes of cum down Zhongli's throat. With a rumbling purr, the adeptus sucked his lover through his ecstasy until Ajax was pushing him away with a whine.

"Too much, you insatiable old lizard!"

"You are very receptive to my touch this morning, though I must say, that was quicker than usual. Does it please you to be ravaged in such an open space? Where any of the staff could walk in and see us in a compromised position?" Zhongli asked, already freeing his cock from his pants and stroking slowly to ease his desperation.

Ajax looked at him with glassy eyes, his cheeks pink and lips wet from when he'd licked them. A nod was the only answer Zhongli received and the former archon smiled slowly. Oh the things he could do with that information. There were so many possibilities in this home alone.

"No more prep," Ajax said, swatting Zhongli's hand away. "I need you now."

"I do not wish to hurt you."

"You won't."

"Ajax…"

"I need you in me, Zhongli! Now!"

"As you wish. However, I will need more hydro."

"Give me your hand," Ajax said, reaching out to him. His body folded, legs still perched on Zhongli's shoulders.

The adeptus had no intention of letting them down. Stroking his cock and wetting it thoroughly, Zhongli lined up with Ajax's hole and pushed inside slowly. His lover hissed at the burn of being stretched, but the sound devolved into a sigh the more he was filled.

Zhongli closed his eyes and breathed slowly. The tightness and warmth of his lover's walls were almost enough to send him into a frenzy, fucking without abandon and risking hurting Ajax. But he refrained from such senseless behavior.

"Hey," Ajax said softly, his fingers wrapping around Zhongli's wrists in a gentle embrace. "Look at me."

Amber eyes fluttered open just as Zhongli became fully seated within Ajax. One hand slid up his arm, settling behind Zhongli's head and pulling him down for a kiss. It was slow and gentle, a decidedly strong contrast to the way Zhongli was feeling — possessive, greedy, desperate. The first roll of his hips brought pleasure to them both. A sizzling heat that radiated from Zhongli's gut to the rest of his extremities.

"I won't break," Ajax said, nipping at Zhongli's lower lip. "Fuck me like you mean it."

Those were dangerous words. With Ajax bent in half, his legs still draped over Zhongli's shoulders, Zhongli could angle his thrusts just right. Each drag of his cock nailed Ajax's prostate and soon the harbinger was a writhing, whining mess.

"Touch me!" Ajax cried.

"No," Zhongli told him. "You will find your pleasure like this."

"It's not enough."

Zhongli's answer was to increase his pace, fucking wildly into his lover's tight hole. The sob Ajax let out was full of frustration. He must be on the edge for him to sound so beautiful. It was music to Zhongli's ears. Lips slotted together in a messy, wet kiss, their tongues sliding against each other with barely any rhythm, arousal burned through Zhongli and he knew he was nearing his end. A need for more tickled the base of his skull — more pleasure, more closeness, more delicious noises from his lover.

Right on the edge of ecstasy, Zhongli broke the kiss in favor of tucking his face in the crook of Ajax's neck. The scent of him was stronger here and it was enough to send Zhongli spiraling. His hips stuttered before slamming deep, spilling inside. Fangs, long and sharp, pierced the meat of Ajax's shoulder, the taste of blood tangy and metallic on his tongue. Amber eyes rolled back as a low purr rumbled through his chest, his instincts finally sated. Sensation flooded Zhongli's system as a bond took hold and he felt the initial shock and ultimate pleasure rippling through his mate.

Ajax whimpered beneath him, the evidence of his own orgasm wet between them and pooling in his bellybutton. Zhongli retracted his fangs and licked the wound clean, his heart beating hard in his chest.

"You bit me," Ajax whispered.

Oh. Oh dear.

"I did," Zhongli said, blinking slowly.

"Is that some kind of adeptus thing? Or is that a you thing?"

Zhongli swallowed slowly. He had bound them with a single moment of stupidity, a lapse in judgment, clouded by pleasure and desperation. With a sigh, he pulled out and righted himself before helping Ajax off the table and handing him a napkin to clean up.

"I apologize. I should not have—"

"So, is it special or something?" Ajax asked, touching the bite mark and wincing a little.

"It is… a claiming bite. You belong to me now," Zhongli explained.

"Haven't I always?" Ajax asked, his smile smug.

"Ajax, please, this is serious. I have made a grave mistake. That bite has bound us together. It is essentially a proposal."

"Oh." Dull blue eyes widened at the new information. A moment later, a mischievous smile crawled across his face. "So, we're engaged? The sex was so good you want to marry me?"

"You are a menace," Zhongli sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. He was furious with himself for losing control. Anger making his chest tight and a burn build behind his eyes.

Hands landed on his shoulders, heavy and warm. Zhongli tilted his head to look at Ajax, expecting some horrid expression but only finding a gentle gaze and a soft smile.

"I love you," Ajax said slowly and confidently. "If you want to bite me, and claim me, and keep me around, I'm not complaining. I've never come so hard in my life."

A snort escaped Zhongli's nose and a smile flickered on his lips. "You are not cross with me?"

"No," Ajax shook his head. "At least tell me what it means for us now."

"I will feel your presence even when we are apart. Eventually, you may feel this, too, but that is more typical of mating bites."

"What's the difference?"

"I would bite you in my true form during coitus."

"Coitus? Ugh, what a gross word. Just say sex."

Zhongli laughed at the expression on his lover's face. He reached up and caressed the curve of his lips before leaning in slowly. Ajax met him halfway for a gentle kiss that finally had Zhongli's heart calming from its frantic drumming.

"So, can you hear my thoughts now?"

"No, nothing so supernatural," Zhongli assured him. "But I will be able to feel your emotions more strongly. Even when we are not together."

"That's… kind of cool," Ajax said, thinking on it. He kissed Zhongli's forehead and pulled back. "Well, we should get cleaned up. I'll let the staff know it's safe to come in here now. Also…"

"What is it?" Zhongli's brow furrowed with worry.

"One room down, five more to go."

"Ajax, you rascal," Zhongli laughed, his worries no longer a burden with how well his lover received the news of his new mark.

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With the strength of the new connection, Ajax's arousal called to Zhongli. Each time the harbinger looked his way, lust filling those dull blue eyes, Zhongli couldn't help but pounce. Since taking his beloved atop the dining room table, Zhongli had ravaged Ajax in no less than three closets, the two of them giggling like teenagers new to intimacy as hands dipped under clothing and tongues intertwined in passionate kisses.

The staff all averted their eyes, cheeks reddened with embarrassment each time they saw their Lord Harbinger and his guest sneaking away to another part of the house. Ajax enjoyed riling up Zhongli with soft touches and suggestive words, pushing the adeptus to his breaking point.

Even that afternoon, Zhongli had been happily reading another book from Ajax's collection when their bond suddenly sang to him. It seemed Ajax had figured out the effect it had on Zhongli very quickly, using it to his advantage to get what he wanted.

Amber eyes scanned the room, searching for the best place to fool around, but every surface was covered. That meant there was only one way for him to offer pleasure.

"You call me insatiable, but your own desires are truly ravenous," Zhongli told Ajax as he stripped him of his clothes and kissed him hard.

"You make me feel good," Ajax told him. "And you're easy to rile up."

Slipping his hands beneath pale freckled thighs, Zhongli hoisted Ajax into his arms. A sharp intake of breath followed by a deeper kiss, Ajax's hands were tight on Zhongli's shoulders as he sank into his lover's body. His thrusts were immediately rough and impatient, seeking his end more than the build up of pleasure.

The wall dug into Ajax's back and the harbinger used the leverage to his advantage, meeting each of Zhongli's movements with a roll of his hips. Ajax's cries were melodic, pitching higher and higher until he grasped his own cock and stroked fast and hard.

"Fuck fuck fuck!"

"Take your pleasure, baobei," Zhongli purred. "I wish to feel you clench around me, to know that only I can bring you such ecstasy."

Ajax threw his head back and sobbed as his cock spilled over his hand and stomach. Breath was punched from Zhongli's lungs from the force of his lover's undoing and tipped him over the edge seconds later.

With a low groan, Zhongli nuzzled the claiming bite on Ajax's neck. The harbinger shivered and held tighter to him, turning his head slightly to press a kiss to Zhongli's temple.

"Still a few more rooms to go," Ajax said, his voice breathless and raspy.

Zhongli chuckled and kissed the mark before pulling back. Warmth flooded his chest at the mischief in Ajax's gaze. To think that in his 6,000 years, it had taken him this long to find his equal. A purr reverberated in his chest and Ajax clung to him tighter, laughing lightly.

"You've been doing that a lot."

"Doing what?" Zhongli asked, confused.

"That noise you make. You sound like a cat."

"I am content. Being close to you is the only place I wish to be."

"You're getting soft on me, Morax," Ajax whispered. "Where's the war god I've always read about?"

"I am only soft for you, my Ajax."

Slowly he lowered the harbinger so his feet touched the ground. But Ajax wasn't done with him yet. Naked and completely uncaring if any of the staff saw them, Ajax grabbed Zhongli's hand and led him out of the library.

"Come on, let's go to the living room. I want you to rail me so hard I can't think. And then, we can check off another room from the list!"

"If that is what you wish," Zhongli said with a smile, following behind like a dutiful mate.

Mate. That word continuously rolled around Zhongli's mind each time he looked at Ajax. Every time he felt Ajax's emotions through their bond. Every night they curled up together in bed and slipped into a peaceful slumber. Zhongli knew this would not last. Time would take Ajax from him one day, but until then, he would give his mate anything he wanted.

Notes:

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See you tomorrow for Day 7: Breathplay!

Chapter 7: Daring - Breathplay

Summary:

The backyard of Ajax's estate was open to the elements where anyone could stumble upon them. There was a thrill in getting caught, especially with a pretty stranger from a foreign land. The fantasy was already forming itself in Ajax's mind.

He arched into Zhongli with a whine, only to be pinned down with a hand to his throat. A long moan escaped Ajax's lips, hips rolling as his cock twitched in his pants.

"Fuck, just like that. I want it," Ajax gasped.

Notes:

Day 7 Prompt: Breathplay

Hands were everywhere, tugging at clothes and gripping hair. Ajax's breath was stolen by Zhongli's lips as they kissed furiously. Ever since Zhongli had bitten him, marked him as his own, the adeptus had been ravenous. Ajax didn't mind. He liked this side of his lover. All desire, no thoughts.

Currently sprawled in the snow, the cold seeping into their clothes did nothing to stop their groping. Ajax had requested some sparring time, which of course, turned into something more heated. With Zhongli, fighting almost always evolved into sex.

A hand snuck its way beneath Ajax's coat, cool fingers dancing on his skin. He shivered and hissed into their kiss, arching up into Zhongli's warmth. The man was like a furnace even with his thin Liyuen clothing.

"I will not take you here," Zhongli told him, lips trailing across Ajax's jaw. "I do not want to risk illness or injury."

"Aww, but where's the fun in that?" the harbinger laughed, gasping as he finally found the right angle to grind his aching erection against his lover's thigh. "I'm more durable than you like to imagine. I can take it."

"Is that so?" Zhongli asked, pulling back to look down at him. There was a glint of amusement in his amber eyes and Ajax couldn't help smiling.

"Yeah, so touch me, old man. Have your way with me. I like it when you lose a bit of control and get rough."

There was a pause. A few heartbeats of silence as Zhongli pondered his request. The backyard of Ajax's estate was open to the elements where anyone could stumble upon them. There was a thrill in getting caught, especially with a pretty stranger from a foreign land. The fantasy was already forming itself in Ajax's mind.

He arched into Zhongli with a whine, only to be pinned down with a hand to his throat. A long moan escaped Ajax's lips, hips rolling as his cock twitched in his pants.

"Fuck, just like that. I want it," Ajax gasped. "Please, ljubimyj."

He'd taken to calling Zhongli something equally as sweet as baobei but in his own tongue. The first time he'd used it while they were in bed, no hurry to leave and exchanging soft kisses, the adeptus turned a lovely shade of pink. Ajax sometimes forgot that being so old meant Zhongli had plenty of time to master other languages beyond his own.

With a low purr, Zhongli nipped at Ajax's jaw, sucking a gentle mark into his pale skin. His thigh slotted between Ajax's legs, allowing the harbinger a better angle to take his pleasure, and Ajax wasted no time grinding against Zhongli, desperate to keep their little game going.

"Shall I ravage you right here in the snow?" Zhongli asked, his voice low and dangerous. "Tear away your clothes and pin you to this cold ground before forcing myself upon you?"

Ajax bit his lip as the hand around his throat tightened. He wanted that so badly it hurt. His cock was achingly hard, his heart pounding in his chest with anticipation for more.

"Gods yes," he gasped. "I want you to do that."

With a shimmer of gold, Zhongli's mortal guise fell away, leaving him in his adeptal form — fuzzy antlers sprouting from his temples, glimmering scales that shone gold in the winter sunlight smattered across his high cheekbones, and a heavy tail that thumped on the ground, kicking up snow with each movement. It seemed Ajax wasn't the only one fond of this fantasy.

"And if I tell you to run from me?"

"Another chase?" Ajax laughed. "I'd let you catch me so fast."

Zhongli kissed him then, his fangs digging into Ajax's lower lip. The mix of pain only heightened his pleasure and Ajax rolled his hips harder, seeking more friction. He wished his pretty mate would get on with it already. He was so wound up and desperate for more.

Seconds later, his view of the world changed, feet on the cold hard ground and body held close to Zhongli's. The scent of parchment, ink and tea filled his nose, as well as something so distinctly Zhongli, it made him shiver with want.

"Inside," Zhongli told him. "As I said before, I will not risk illness or injury."

Pouting a little, Ajax allowed his lover to lead him back to the house, entering in through the back door and kicking off the their boots before hanging their coats on the pegs to dry. Mischief danced in Ajax's eyes as he stepped further into the house. He looked over his shoulder at Zhongli, smile teasing before he took off up the stairs. Zhongli made a noise of excitement before following, his footsteps just as quick.

Laughter bubbled up in Ajax's chest as his socked feet slid on the rug at the top of the landing. Stumbling a bit, he launched himself down the hallway, only for Zhongli to catch him around the middle with his tail. Air rushed from his lungs and he wheezed as he was pulled back against his lover's chest.

"If there was more room, I would release you and let you make an attempt at escaping once again. But I think we both know, you want to be captured," Zhongli purred.

With a well-timed jab of his elbow, Ajax pulled out of Zhongli's hold only for the former archon to tackle him to the bathroom floor. A quick look in the mirror showed Ajax that his lover was growing impatient, onyx claws grabbing at his pants and tearing. The cool air against his bare skin made Ajax shiver. Delicious wet heat tongued at his tight hole while Zhongli held his hips, ensuring he wouldn't escape again.

"Oh gods!"

"There is only one god pleasuring you. Say his name."

Ajax cried out as Zhongli pressed his long, draconic tongue inside, the slippery appendage curling and thrusting just enough to drive him crazy. "M-Morax!"

A pleased rumble sounded from Zhongli before he released Ajax's hip and slithered one hand around his front to release his own cocks. The soft sound of skin on skin made the harbinger moan with want. He needed more. This was so good, but not enough.

His perspective changed and suddenly Ajax was looking up at the ceiling. That tongue pushed inside him again and a hand palmed his aching cock, making him thump his head against the tile. Claws tore at the rest of his clothes, leaving his shirt hanging awkwardly from his shoulders and his pants were completely torn to shreds.

"I could devour you whole in my true form," Zhongli purred. "Would you like that? To be consumed entirely by a beast?"

"Fuck yes," Ajax gasped as his lover mouthed over his length and licked prerelease from the tip of his cock.

All other thoughts left him as Zhongli's mouth enveloped him, sliding down from tip to base and sucking lightly. A hand cupped his balls while that long tongue wrapped around his length and squeezed.

"Ah ah, I'm gonna come!" he warned but Zhongli continued.

The heat of his mouth, the tightness of his mouth and tongue, the gentleness of his fingers — it was all too much. With a cry, Ajax's back arched and he thrusted deeper into Zhongli's mouth, spilling down his throat.

Zhongli sucked him through it, determined to draw every last drop from his spasming cock. It made Ajax's thighs shake with overstimulation and he grabbed onto Zhongli's antlers trying to push him off.

"S-Stop," he said through a broken breath. But his lover wouldn't let up. Not even when he was writhing against the bathroom tiles, kicking at Zhongli's sides.

Before he knew it, his cock was filling out again, hard and aching for more pleasure. Only then did Zhongli pull back, releasing his length and crawling over him.

"Greedy lizard," Ajax panted, cheeks and chest flushed with arousal.

"You are mine and you have told me I can take what I wish from you. Stop, is not a sufficient word," Zhongli told him.

"Just shut up and fuck me, would you?"

Amber eyes turned dark with lust as Zhongli put out his hand. Ajax slicked his fingers with hydro and laid back, still reeling from his first orgasm. The blunt head of Zhongli's lower cock pressed against his slick hole and forced its way inside. Without much prep, there was a burn the accompanied the stretch of his body to accommodate his lover's thickness.

The pain mixed with pleasure in a way he welcomed, his blood singing for more. Ajax grabbed at Zhongli's shoulders arching into him. Zhongli was just as impatient, not giving him any time to adjust before pulling out and plunging back in with a harsh thrust. The pace was nearly frantic as if the adeptus wished to carve out a space just for himself within Ajax's body.

Claws pricked at his skin, drawing blood while fangs teased the mark on Ajax's shoulder. Zhongli's upper cock slid over his own, the ridges adding a delicious friction that already had him climbing toward his next release.

Ajax wrapped his legs around Zhongli's waist allowing his lover's thick cock to carve its way deeper, each ridge rubbing against his prostate with every sharp thrust. His stomach bulged and Ajax placed his hand over his lower abdomen feeling the movement of Zhongli's length within him. A moan fell from his lips and he clawed at Zhongli's back, desperate for more.

Scales, smooth and warm, slid over Ajax's thigh as Zhongli's tail caressed his skin, slithering higher and higher up his body. The soft tuft of hair at the end ticked against his ribs, then over a nipple, before rubbing over his throat. Ajax gasped, arching into the touch.

He bit his lip, whining as his dull blue eyes begging Zhongli for more. He couldn't even vocalize what he wanted. Couldn't make the words come out. But it didn't matter. Zhongli seemed to understand completely, his tail tucking under the back of Ajax's neck and curling over his throat. It tightened, putting pressure on the harbinger's Adam's Apple and Ajax clawed harder at Zhongli's back.

Tighter and tighter the tail squeezed. The harshness of Zhongli's thrusts became even more intense and Ajax cried out, so close to his end. The skin of his back squealed against the tiles, promising burn marks, but he didn't care. Not when Zhongli was losing control and fucking him into oblivion.

"Tighter," Ajax growled, reaching between them to grasp both their cocks and stroke fast. "I want to see the stars. Show them to me."

Zhongli's hips stuttered as his tail tightened around Ajax's throat. He moan low, thrusting both into Ajax's fist and his loose, wet hole, desperate to find his own end. His antlers grew, as did his claws and fangs. The pupils of his eyes turned to snake-like slits and a possessive growl rumbled through his chest.

"Fuck fuck, yeah like that," Ajax sobbed. "I'm so close!"

His hand squeezed tighter over their cocks, stroking faster and faster as the tail tightened around his throat, constricting each breath. Darkness fluttered at the edge of his vision and pleasure trickled down from the top of his head all the way down to his toes. Zhongli fucked him so hard he skidded across the bathroom tiles, back screaming with pain. The adeptus didn't let up, growling with each frantic thrust, his tail tightening even more and cutting off Ajax's next breath.

Ecstasy hit hard, washing over Ajax like a tidal wave. It wasn't a slow build, it was a hammer to the chest. Like an electro bolt lancing through him. His eyes rolled back as his vision faded to black and he convulsed through the force of his orgasm.

Seconds later, he was being shaken awake by a terrified Zhongli. Gone were the bestial accents, leaving a man whose face was pale and amber eyes filled with worry.

"Ajax? Oh thank goodness. I thought I…"

"That was the best fucking orgasm of my life," the harbinger croaked.

"And we are never do that again," Zhongli huffed. "You passed out and I didn't realize until after I found my own release. I let go and allowed impulse to take control. That was unacceptable."

Groaning, Ajax sat up, only to be cradled to Zhongli's chest. The adeptus's heart was thumping hard and fast, his terror palpable.

"Hey," Ajax said softer, "I'm alright. Not the first time I've been choked."

"That is not as relieving to hear as you think it is, baobei."

They sat like that for some time — Ajax catching his breath and Zhongli calming his heart. When they pulled away from each other, Ajax got to his knees and turned on the faucet for the bath, plugging the drain.

"I think we could use some nice cuddle time."

"That would be appreciated," Zhongli sighed.

They sat together in the hot water, Ajax's back to Zhongli's chest while the adeptus traced patterns into Ajax's skin. Only the sound of sloshing water and gentle kisses echoed in the bathroom while they laid in contemplative silence.

"Please," Zhongli said barely above a whisper, lips caressing the pale skin of Ajax's shoulder, "never ask me to do that again."

"I didn't ask," Ajax said. "At least I don't remember."

"I could feel it in our bond. You wanted it so badly and I could not refuse you."

"Ljubimyj."

"Baobei, please promise me…"

"I won't ask you to choke me again," Ajax finally agreed.

Zhongli relaxed against him and it was the first time Ajax realized how rigid the former archon had been. They stayed in the bath until the water turned tepid, then dried off and returned to Ajax's bed where Zhongli made love to him gently and slowly until they were both shivering with pleasure and drowsy with satisfaction.

Chapter 8: Performance - Stripping

Summary:

Ajax is called to Zapolyarny Palace and Zhongli can't get enough of him in his Fatui dress uniform.

Notes:

This chapter is Top Childe/Bottom Zhongli

Day 8 Prompt: Stripping

"Tartaglia," the Tsaritsa called, her voice sending a chill down Ajax's spine. Her tone was like ice, smooth and sharp, and promising to freeze him to the bone.

"Yes, Your Majesty?" he asked, bowing his head out of respect.

"You think I am a fool?"

Ajax's brow furrowed in confusion. "No, Your Majesty. Of course not."

"And yet," she said, stepping down the dais in the throne room, her heels echoing on the cold marble floors. "You bring another archon into my territory and think I will not notice."

He gulped. Shit, he hadn't even thought about how the Tsaritsa would react to him bringing Zhongli home with him.

"Apologies, I mean no ill intent."

A long pause fell between them as the Tsaritsa circled Ajax like a shark. His heart rate increased, fluttering a frantic rhythm in his chest. She was the only one who could cause this reaction in him.

Finally, she stopped in front of him and all Ajax could see were her dainty pale feet tucked into heels made of ice and crystal. Cold fingers hooked under his chin, pulling his head up so he would look at her. Ajax swallowed tightly. He was always caught off guard by her beauty — platinum blonde curls that nearly glowed silver in the light cascaded over her shoulders and accentuated her heart-shaped face. Icy blue eyes stared into his soul, more piercing than even his master's gaze.

"No, you do not," she whispered. A soft smile graced her thin lips. "Give Morax my regards."

"I will, Your Majesty."

She let go of his chin and stepped back. Her hand raised, dismissing him and Ajax turned to head for the door. The Tsaritsa's power was palpable as icy air swirled around the room. Ajax's lungs were filled with it, making it hard to breathe. But once he entered the hallway, it was gone, leaving only the usual chill of Zapolyarny Palace with its marble floors and crystal chandeliers that amplified every little sound.

Dressed in his ceremonial garb, Ajax stayed warm under his white cloak and many layers of the white and blue suit as he exited the palace and walked to the carriage. The ride back to his residence was not long and soon he would be reunited with Zhongli. The Tsaritsa had called on him, sending a letter to his home requesting his presence immediately. It was a demand he could not, and never would refuse. Ajax was too loyal.

Zhongli understood and assured him he could find something to keep himself busy. Ajax imagined his lover sitting in one of those high-backed plush chairs in the library, sipping a cup of tea and reading one of the books in his collection. More than once, in the middle of the night Ajax woke to find the bed cold and void of Zhongli's presence. When he went looking for the adeptus he almost always found him in the library. The old man was nothing if not a scholar at heart, always consuming books like he wasn't a 6,000 year old god with more knowledge than even Irminsul.

The sun was bright on Ajax's face as he walked to the carriage, its warmth barely breaking through the barrier of snowflakes and chilly wind. He lifted a hand to shield his eyes and spotted a few birds flying south toward the border of Snezhnaya and Nod Krai. Ajax had heard there were good fishing spots in the lawless country the separated his homeland from the rest of Teyvat, but he doubted he could catch anything as big as the leviathan he wrestled in Morepesok a few years back. It had made the most delicious stew.

While Zhongli was not a fan of seafood, he did enjoy fish on occasion. The one and only time Ajax tried making his signature dish for the adeptus, Zhongli turned so pale Ajax was worried he might pass out. The words that left Zhongli's mouth next were not what he expected.

"Have I ever told you about the hundreds of years Rex Lapis spent fighting demonic sea creatures? The texture of their slimy appendages still give me nightmares…"

Suffice it to say that Ajax never put anything with tentacles in front of his lover ever again. He chuckled at the thought now as the carriage jolted, taking him back to his residence. He had staff to cook for them but maybe it would be nice if he could teach Zhongli a few of his favorite Snezhnayan recipes. Pelmeni were not too difficult to make. In fact, the first time Ajax ever tried a Liyuen dumpling, he likened it to his mother's cooking.

The carriage rolled to a stop in front of his home. Ajax thanked the driver as he got out on his own, marching through the fresh snowfall and up the steps to the front door. As usual, it opened before he even had a chance to turn the knob, one of the attendants welcoming him back with a little curtsy.

Zhongli came from the kitchen, a book tucked under his arm, and Ajax smiled.

"You've returned," Zhongli said, his voice soft and warm.

"I'm back," Ajax said with a nod and accepted the hug his lover offered. He had barely been gone a few hours but it was welcome all the same.

Now that he was inside, fire crackling in the central hearth, Ajax was getting warm. He thought about changing but Zhongli's amber eyes seemed intent on undressing him right here in the entryway. That gave Ajax an idea and a wolfish smile stretched across his lips.

"What is that devilish mind working up?" Zhongli asked, his gaze narrowing. He licked his lips and Ajax followed the motion with his eyes.

"Nothing you aren't already thinking about."

"Is that so?"

"Definitely," Ajax whispered, leaning a bit closer. Their lips met in a lingering, languid kiss. If he wasn't already warmed by the fire, this would have melted any ice still coating his clothing.

Zhongli smelled of paper and tea, such mundane scents, and yet, Ajax couldn't get enough. When he was away from his lover on missions, he caught himself sniffing the letters Tonia would send him just for a little reminder of what he was missing in Liyue. It was silly, but comforting. He breathed deeply now, inhaling more of his lover's warm scent before stepping back.

"I need some space for my plans," Ajax told him. "Maybe the living room."

"Oh? A show then?" Zhongli asked.

"Something like that."

Ajax took Zhongli's hand and led him through the house, his boots squeaking on the marble from where snow had melted off them. He'd let his staff worry about cleaning up the mess. There was a fire going in the hearth in the living room as well. Ajax could already feel himself sweating but he still did not remove his cloak. Not yet. Not until he had Zhongli's full attention.

He grabbed the book from under Zhongli's arms and tossed it onto the nearby table.

"I was not finished with—"

"You can read later. Right now," Ajax nipped at Zhongli's bottom lip, capturing it between his teeth and pulling lightly until it slipped free. "I want your eyes on me."

Placing his hands on Zhongli's shoulders, Ajax pushed him down until he was sitting on the couch. It was perfect. Those amber eyes hadn't blinking and Ajax was certain his lover could sense his arousal. Zhongli wet his lips again, tongue toying with the inner part Ajax had irritated with his teeth.

Zhongli widened his legs, getting comfortable, and Ajax could already spot the generous bulge in his pants. It made Ajax's mouth water and he swallowed tightly as the heat from the fireplace and his own arousal threatened to burn him alive.

He pulled one glove from his hand, pinching and pulling at the tip of each finger to loosen it before tossing it onto the couch toward Zhongli. The adeptus caught it, his eyes breaking their unblinking gaze from Ajax to the garment. Suddenly, it seemed he figured out Ajax's plan. Slowly, their eyes met once again and the lust in those amber eyes sent a thrill through Ajax. Yes, that was exactly the reaction he wanted.

The other glove came off much the same way and was tossed toward Zhongli. Bare fingers fiddled with the clasp on his cloak until it came undone and dropped to the floor in a pile of thick wool and fur. Ajax was left in his dress uniform, his trim waist accentuated by the tight lines of the blue vest beneath his white jacket. Zhongli's eyes traveled from the pool of fabric at Ajax's feet all the way up the length of his body until their eyes met again.

"Like what you see, Morax?" Ajax asked, strutting over to the sofa and kicking Zhongli's feet to make his legs open wider, allowing him to nestle between them.

"Very much so," Zhongli said, swallowing audibly. "You are very handsome in these colors. Perhaps when we return to Liyue I could have a hanfu made for you in blue and white silk."

Ajax leaned forward, hands dragging over Zhongli's shoulders to rest atop his pecs. "And who would be paying for that? Me?"

There was a glint of amusement in Zhongli's amber eyes as he sank into the couch. He lifted one leg to hook behind Ajax and pull him closer. The harbinger chuckled and stumbled forward. With just a little adjustment of their heads, their lips met in a sultry kiss, tongues meeting and parting as they tasted each other slowly. As if enjoying a five course meal, something expensive that would leave Ajax's pocketbook much lighter than when they had arrived.

Zhongli tried to take over, his hands playing with the golden buttons that lined Ajax's jacket.

"Ah ah!" Ajax clicked his tongue. "No hijacking my show."

"Apologies, baobei," Zhongli chuckled. "I am just excited is all."

"You're insatiable and horny and so incredibly single-minded."

"You are not wrong."

Ajax pulled away, breaking free from the the jail that was Zhongli's legs and walked around the back of the couch. He kept his touch light as he walked his fingers up Zhongli's arm to caress his neck. The adeptus' eyes fluttered shut and his head tilted to give Ajax more access.

The long line of his throat was bared to Ajax. He thought Zhongli was beautiful like this, languishing like a cat being stroked by its master and Ajax wondered if he could get his pretty dragon to purr. He leaned down to press a kiss against the crown of dark hair and then nuzzled their cheeks together. It was an odd angle but not an unpleasant one. Zhongli didn't purr but he did offer a soft chuckle.

"I cannot see you like this," Zhongli told him. "And I would very much like to admire you in your uniform."

"Oh, that handsome, am I?"

"Exceptionally."

Ajax walked around to the front of the front of the couch again and slid a finger down the buttons of his jacket.

"And would I be less handsome if I removed another layer?"

"Your beauty only grows the more you reveal to me so willingly," Zhongli said, his voice soft and reverent.

A smile stretched across Ajax's face and he undid the buttons one at a time until the jacket became loose around his waist. He shrugged it off his shoulders, letting it slide down his arms and fall to the rug with a soft thump.

Those amber eyes drank him in and heat stirred in Ajax's gut. He wanted Zhongli's gaze on him like this all the time. Sizzling with desire and dark with lust. It made him feel powerful in a way that was different from a show of strength. This was new territory and Ajax wanted to explore it more. The way Zhongli squirmed in his seat, the hard line of his cock straining against his pants. Each dart of his tongue wetting his lips as if he could taste Ajax in the air itself.

Ajax couldn't wait anymore. He'd wanted to make this into a show but now he was the one being impatient. His fingers flew to the clasps on his vest, releasing them quickly so the garment could join the others on the floor.

"You seem to be in a hurry," Zhongli said, noticing the shift in Ajax's movements.

"Yeah, I want you. I need you. And these clothes are just in the way now."

"Come." Zhongli said simply, crooking his fingers in a come hither motion.

Ajax obeyed, moving closer and settling between his lover's open legs. Zhongli unbuttoned his pants while Ajax tugged at his shirt. Together they worked him out of his clothes until he was bare and then they stripped the many layers of Zhongli's outfit, each piece joining the growing pile on the floor.

"Kiss me," Zhongli demanded, his fingers already wrapped around Ajax's hard length, thumb rubbing over the slit.

Ajax's knees shook at the sensation and he stumbled into Zhongli's lap with a gasp. Their mouths met in a messy kiss, full of heat and tongues. Ajax licked into his lover's mouth tasting the tea that lingered. He rocked into Zhongli's grasp, chasing pleasure.

Heat rolled through him, tightening his stomach and making his toes curl. He wanted more. More kissing, more biting. Rougher touches. And he didn't want to wait for Zhongli. The man who could drag out any occasion as if he had all the time in the world. Ajax was impatient.

He reached behind, intent on opening himself up but his wrist was grabbed, halting any further movement.

"No today," Zhongli whispered into his mouth. "I wish to feel you inside me."

Oh. Oh yeah. Ajax could do that. He could take Zhongli apart with his mouth and fingers until the god begged for release.

"Mmm, that sounds so good," Ajax said before capturing Zhongli's lips with his own once more in a languid kiss that sent heat rolling down his spine to simmer low in his belly.

While Ajax had fantasies of laying Zhongli on his back, opening him on with his fingers while suckling the tip of one of his cocks, Zhongli had other ideas. In an instant, their places were switched and Ajax looked up at his lover who was now straddling his lap.

"Impatient old lizard."

"I have been thinking about you in that damned uniform since the moment you came downstairs for breakfast. Indulge me, please," Zhongli chuckled, leaning forward to nip at Ajax's bottom lip.

The taste of iron hit Ajax's tongue and he moaned, eyes rolling back. Hands grabbed Zhongli's hips, his fingers digging into the meat of his lover's ass. Ajax slicked his fingers with hydro, but as he slid his fingers over Zhongli's hole, he found the rim already loosened and wet.

A laugh bubbled up Ajax's throat and exited his lips like a bark. He tilted his head back and smirked at Zhongli.

"If you're so desperate to have me inside you then I won't go easy. I'll fuck you until you don't remember your own name."

"If that were to happen, I'd be worried the erosion has advanced."

"Don't make jokes about that," Ajax said, snapping his teeth. "I'm seriously ready to throw you down in front of this fire place and fuck you until your back is covered with rug burn."

Zhongli pondered the words, his lips pursing and hands tightening on Ajax's shoulders. He nodded and stood, walking over to the fireplace. Every curve and dip of his muscles was highlighted by the flickering flames, casting a golden glow across his body that made Ajax's mind halt.

"Gods, you're beautiful."

Zhongli smiled and extended a hand. Ajax pushed off the couch to hook their fingers together before pulling the adeptus into a kiss thay turned rough and messy very quickly. With practiced ease, they settled onto the rug in front of the fireplace, their lips never parting.

With no prep beyond what Zhongli did for himself, Ajax lined up with his lover's hole and pushed inside. The moment the head caught and was consumed by that tight heat, Ajax moaned long and low. It had been so long since he'd topped, he forgot how good it felt to have Zhongli squeezing around him.

"Feels so good," he whispered, sliding deeper until he was fully sheathed. His cock pulsed, making him shudder with anticipation and pleasure.

Gentle, onyx tipped fingers brushed the hair away from Ajax's face. "Do not hold back, baobei. I will not break."

Heat curled low in Ajax's stomach, threatening to radiate out to the rest of his body and consume him.

"Then, just lie back and let me do all the work," he told Zhongli. "I'll make you feel good."

Zhongli didn't get a chance to respond before Ajax pulled back until just the tip pressed against his rim and slammed back inside. The way Zhongli's walls fluttered around him was maddening to the point of ecstasy. A sweet torture that goaded Ajax on; his pace harsh and sloppy as he fucked his lover.

Lips dragged over Zhongli's collarbone, nipping at the sensitive skin to pull a pleasured sound from the adeptus. Hands dug into hips so hard they would leave bruises. And Ajax's cock carved its own space into Zhongli's body, desperate for the god to remember him even when he was dead and gone and Zhongli remained, walking across Teyvat like he always has.

"Tell me if the angle is good."

Zhongli reached toward the couch, fingers just catching the corner of a pillow. It dropped to the floor and he put it under his hips. Ajax thrust inside harshly and Zhongli cried out, grasping his shoulders.

"That is…" the god had to pause to catch his breath when Ajax nailed the same spot again. "Perfect."

"Good," Ajax chuckled, rubbing their noses together with a short laugh. "I'm going to make you come so hard you see stars."

Zhongli held tight to him as Ajax restarted his rhythm, cock bullying the god's prostate until Zhongli's hole was like a vice around Ajax. They were a frenzy of movements — hands grasping, legs crossing around hips, lips kissing and sucking marks into soft skin.

Ajax could feel the moment Zhongli was on the edge. The air shifted and the god's eyes rolled back, his body going limp against the rug as he accepted the pleasure easily. Ajax slipped a hand between them to wrap around both of Zhongli's cocks, fisting them and dragging his palm and fingers over the ridged lengths until they leaked generously, preparing for the ultimate pleasure.

The power Ajax had over Zhongli in this moment was intoxicating. His skin prickled delightfully, they same way his delusion crackled before he transformed. Now that was a thought! One day he'd fuck Zhongli while in his Foul Legacy Form, carving deep into the god's body.

Ajax could feel something more between them. An desperation that hadn't been there before. It tugged on Ajax's subconscious, making his mouth salivate. Pumping his fist faster and fucking deeper than before, his cock nailing Zhongli's prostate each time, Ajax knew his lover was ready to tip over the edge but couldn't quite yet. Something was holding him back.

The mark on Ajax's shoulder throbbed with delicious heat and that gave him an idea. While he didn't have fangs, he could bite hard enough to bruise. And maybe that would do the trick. He leaned forward, his hand now trapped between their bodies as he nosed the column of Zhongli's throat. The god's walls tightened around Ajax's cock and he knew he was on the right track.

Ajax snapped forward, teeth sinking into hot flesh and hips stuttering as he came hard inside Zhongli. He moaned low, the taste of something sweet and earthen flooding his tongue. And then, Zhongli was sobbing, his release spilling between them, coating their chests and bellies with a flood of sticky warmth.

With staccato thrusts, Ajax let his own orgasm continue to race through his body. The pleasure was incredible, making his mind go blissfully blank as Zhongli's hole milked him dry and the taste of Zhongli coated his mouth.

Breathing harshly, Ajax leaned back onto his knees, the ache setting in. He would surely have rug burn on his knees. But this had been worth it. His hand that had been digging into Zhongli's hip, raised to his lips to touch the wetness that coated them and when they pulled away, Ajax's eyes widened.

"Gold," he whispered. "You bleed gold."

Zhongli looked up at him with hooded eyes. His tongue darted out to wet lips dry from panting and moaning. "You have never landed a hit on me, so you would not know."

Ajax scoffed and rolled his hips, nailing Zhongli's prostate and making the god shudder, his twin cocks twitching against his belly. He looked beautiful like this — highlighted by the warm crackling light of fire, his body covered in a sheen on sweat, his hair disheveled and loose from the cor lapis and jade clip he always wore, and golden droplets dripping from his neck.

Finally, Ajax pulled out and stood. He groaned from the burns on his knees and tops of his feet before extending a hand to his lover. Zhongli took it and got to his feet with a hiss of pain.

"Too much?" Ajax asked.

"It was wonderful, baobei. I feel… hmm, it is hard to describe other than to say I am satiated."

"Dragon things?"

Zhongli chuckled and pushed ginger bangs out of the way so he could kiss Ajax's forehead gently. "Precisely."

Ajax touched his own neck, fingers tracing over the bite mark there and frowned. "It's not the same."

"No, no it will stay for some time. And once it disappears, you may renew it," Zhongli assured him. "While my body heals quickly, I hope this will not fade too fast. I am not sure my back can handle the rug again."

Ajax rolled his eyes and snorted. "Then next time I'll just have to fuck you slow, dragging out every ounce of pleasure the same way you do to me."

Zhongli's cheeks flushed but a smile, warm and gentle graced his lips. "I would enjoy that very much."

Ajax leaned in to kiss the new mark on Zhongli's neck and the god shivered between his touch. He liked having this power over Zhongli. The ability to make him weak in the knees and gasping fro breath. Though, maybe he always had the potential to do so. Those amber eyes looked at him now with so much love and desire. Perhaps Zhongli was just holding back all this time. It made Ajax smile to know he was wanted so deeply.

"Come on, let's wash up and have some lunch. I'm starving!"

"And what shall we have for our meal? Something hearty that will stick to our bones? Or perhaps a light meal before venturing into town for something with more of a depth of flavor," Zhongli asked as they left the room, uncaring of their nakedness or the mess they left behind on the rug.

It truly was a wonder that none of Ajax's staff had quit since he and Zhongli arrived. They were really making those men and women work hard for their paychecks.

 

Notes:

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See you tomorrow for day 9: Toys

Notes:

See you tomorrow for chapter 2: Shibari/Bondage