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Tartaglia sighs as he’s pushed against the wall of Zhongli’s hallway, the older man pinning him by his waist as he kisses him.
“Mm-“ Tartaglia hums into the kiss before pulling away. “Zhongli…”
“Tartaglia.” Zhongli breathes as he sweeps the redhead into his arms.
Tartaglia giggles into the side of Zhongli’s neck as he’s carried to the bedroom. Zhongli gently sets him down on the large bed and starts unbuttoning his own shirt. Tartaglia watches intently as the discarded shirt reveals Zhongli’s toned chest and arms. The sight never fails to make him want to drool.
Tartaglia reaches to remove his own shirt, but Zhongli grabs his wrist.
“Let me.” He says sternly. Tartaglia nods.
The two have only been dating for about a month, but Tartaglia relishes in the fact that he can be vulnerable around Zhongli. He lifts his arms to give Zhongli better access.
“I need to tell you something.” Tartaglia states, locking eyes with Zhongli.
“What is it, love?” Zhongli says, kissing Tartaglia’s throat.
“My real name…” Tartaglia reaches to caress Zhongli’s back. “My real name is Ajax. Please call me Ajax.”
“What an adorable name for someone so scary,” Zhongli laughs, pushing Ajax down onto the bed.
“W-wait…” Ajax stammers. “Are we gonna, um… go all the way?”
“If you want to.” Zhongli says, sitting back.
“I do.” Ajax says, reaching up to hold Zhongli’s hand. “I want you so bad.”
“Anything for you, Ajax.” Zhongli hums, stroking the side of Ajax’s hand with his thumb.
Zhongli tugs down Ajax’s pants and tosses them aside, then does the same with his own.
“I’ve never done this before.” Ajax confesses, looking away.
“I’m glad I get to be your first.” Zhongli replies. “Any requests from me?”
“Mm…” Ajax is still trying to wrap his head around the fact he’s about to have sex with Zhongli. “Be rough with me. Hurt me. I’ll tell you if its too much.”
“Promise you’ll tell me if it’s too much?” Zhongli asks, slipping his fingers under the band of Ajax’s boxers.
“Yes. I trust you.” Ajax nods.
“Alright. Lie down.” Zhongli says, kissing Ajax’s cheek one last time. “Give me a safe word.”
“Um…” Ajax stops to think. “Geo.”
“Alright.” Zhongli says.
Zhongli slips off Ajax’s boxers, making the redhead blush and cover his face. Nobody has ever seen him undressed in such an intimate way before. Zhongli reaches over and takes a vile out of the bedside drawer- lube, Ajax assumes. Zhongli sets it beside his head and leans down.
“You’re beautiful.” Zhongli mumbles into his ear.
Zhongli leaves a kiss on his jaw, and another on his neck. He trails them down to his collarbone and bites, hard. Ajax gasps. Zhongli’s nimble fingers trace the scars under his pecs, then move down to grip his hips. One hand trails lower, nearing his crotch.
“T-touch me… please…” Ajax begs, squirming in an attempt to reach Zhongli’s hand.
Zhongli drags two fingers up and down Ajax’s wet folds, making the shorter man whimper.
“So wet for me, baby boy.” Zhongli teases.
“S’not my fault…” Ajax mumbles.
“Oh? Who’s fault is it, then?” Zhongli questions, positioning his fingers on his hole to push them in.
“Y-yours! You-you…” Ajax grumbles. “Finger me already.”
Zhongli laughs as he presses his fingers in, not requiring any additional lube.
“A-ah…” Ajax moans. “Fuck, you’re so good at this, Zhongli…”
“Watch your mouth.” Zhongli scolds as he presses right on Ajax’s g-spot.
“‘M sorry… please don’t stop.” Ajax babbles, feeling himself gradually ease into submission.
Zhongli pumps his fingers in and out for a few more minutes, occasionally spreading Ajax on his fingers until he can see his pretty pink insides. Ajax whines when he pulls them out.
“Don’t fuss. I’ll give you something better in just a moment.” Zhongli says as he reaches for the lube.
Zhongli removes his own boxers and pours some of the fluid into his hand, reaching down to pump himself and slick his dick up.
“Oh, Ajax.” Zhongli groans, tossing the vial of lube aside and lining himself with Ajax’s entrance.
“Please…” Ajax whines as he grips the sheets.
Zhongli slowly pushes in, eyes locked on Ajax’s face to search for any signs of discomfort. All he can see is Ajax gasping in pleasure and his eyes screwed shut.
“U-uhn…” Ajax whimpers. “So big… ah, I’m not sure… I’m not sure it’s gonna fit…”
“You’ll make it fit.” Zhongli states, quickly shoving the rest of his length in.
Ajax’s back arches as his mouth falls open in a silent cry, his eyes wide and his hands on the sheets with a death grip.
“Good boy.” Zhongli praises, lightly fucking in and out of Ajax.
“Uhn-ngh…” Ajax groans and whines through heavy breaths. “Thank you, daddy.”
It’s a shot in the dark with the nickname, but Ajax figures Zhongli will be into it. Assuming correctly, Zhongli downright growls as he stars roughly thrusting in and out, making Ajax keen.
“Your slutty hole takes me so well.” Zhongli grunts, gripping Ajax’s hips with enough force that the redhead is sure he’ll have bruises in the morning. “Are you sure you’re a virgin?”
“I’ve only used- ah! Ahn- only my fingers..!” Ajax moans.
Zhongli hums, removing a hand from Ajax’s hip and wrapping it around his throat without warning. Tears brim at his eyes, but he looks at Zhongli and nods frantically, signaling that he’s into it.
“Tap my shoulder if it’s too much.” Zhongli instructed, knowing Ajax is in no position to speak. Ajax nods.
Zhongli squeezes the sides of Ajax’s neck, roughly assaulting his insides and rearranging his guts. Ajax shivered knowing there would be evidence of this event for weeks.
After about five minutes of choking and merciless pounding, Zhongli releases Ajax’s throat and cups his face lovingly instead.
“Daddy, I’m so close…” Ajax whines, grinding down on Zhongli’s dick to match his pace. “Can I cum? Please, please please?”
“Not until I do.” Zhongli growls.
“What if I cum before? Will you punish me?” Ajax moans out loud at the thought of being punished by Zhongli, ever the masochist.
“Yes, and I promise you you will not enjoy it.” Zhongli states.
Ajax wants to retort, but he can tell Zhongli is getting close by the uneven pattern of his thrusts. Ajax wraps his legs around Zhongli’s lower body and stares into his eyes, panting. His punishment could wait for next time.
Zhongli let’s out a long, guttural groan before slamming his lips on Ajax’s and spilling deep inside his stomach. Ajax comes immediately after, shaking and whimpering into Zhongli’s mouth.
Zhongli carefully pulls out, watching in slight awe at the rush of his own cum leaving Ajax. He finds a discarded item of clothing and tenderly cleans the both of them up, being extra gentle with Ajax’s sensitive spots. He tosses the rag aside to be cleaned later.
The brunette collapses next to his lover and turns on his side to look at him. Ajax has his eyes closed, attempting to catch his breath.
“You were wonderful.” Zhongli says, idly stroking up and down Ajax’s freckled chest.
“Thanks…” Ajax yawns, turning to face Zhongli. He smiles when their eyes meet.
Ajax feels Zhongli effortlessly roll him over to spoon him. Ajax curls up into Zhongli’s chest. He smiles to himself at the feeling of their bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces.
“Ajax…” Zhongli says in a stern voice.
“Uh, yes?” Ajax responds.
“Did you use my shampoo?” Zhongli asks.
The absurd question makes Ajax break out into a fit of giggles. “Yes. Do you mind? Mine’s all out…”
“You menace.” Zhongli says as he holds Ajax in a death grip.
Ajax smiles again before he drifts off to sleep.