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The former god grunted, knees red from the position he was in as (Name) propped his feet up, resting them along the curve of Zhongli’s back. He clicked his tongue, digging his heel into Zhongli’s back. “Now, now, I know you know better than that, my dear. Straighten out your fucking back,” (Name) hissed, striking the god’s back with his foot. When Zhongli grunted, he smiled. “It’s not that hard to follow my instructions.
Lazily, (Name) stroked his cock, admiring Zhongli’s pitiful state. He was shocked that Zhongli was submitting so easily; how a mere god was before him, on his hands and knees. “Come on, I know you can do better than that, you little bitch,” he chuckled, looking down at the former god with adoring eyes. A powerful god positioned below his feet and serving him? It was a delightful treat.
“Apologies, sir,” Zhongli grunted, straightening his back. (Name) grinned, watching the god tremble and buckle as fatui harbinger dug his heel into his back again.
“I’ll accept your apology when you aren’t so weak, my dear Zhongli. You’re already trembling; table’s are supposed to be sturdy. You are not,” he stated, stroking Zhongli’s back with his foot three times. The pained groans that escaped his throat had (Name) grinning wildly as he stood up, cock still in his hand as he circled his dear god. He struck the smooth skin, watching Zhongli buckle forward and the skin blossom red. “When you agreed to our terms, you knew exactly what you were getting into, did you not?”
“Yes, I did, sir.”
(Name) struck Zhongli’s ass again, harder than the first time. His clawed hand cut into the pale flesh, letting blood spill down the creamy skin as Zhongli struggled to remain on his hands and knees. “So, you understood the terms of our contract, yet you still dare to break them? Are you a fucking idiot, Zhongli?” (Name) spat, swatting his ass again, not caring how deep the claws went. Not caring that blood would stain Zhongli’s pale flesh with each brutal and painful blow. “It’s not that fucking hard to just do as I say,” he grunted.
The pain should have humiliated Zhongli. He shouldn’t be hard; his cock shouldn’t be swollen and red, threatening to spill that lovely precum down the shaft as (Name) degraded him. The degradation shouldn’t have stirred him, but it did. He was so used to constantly being praised as a god, but treated like a filthy mortal. Now, that was something he could get behind. That was something that Zhongli could take every day.
(Name) yanked Zhongli into his lap, forcing his head against the plush of the carpet. “You will keep still and take whatever I fucking give you. Are we clear?”
“Yes, sir. You have been absolutely clear,” Zhongli voiced.
The fatui harbinger wasted no time, spreading apart the fat cheeks, exposing that puffy and loosened hole. Ah, so Zhongli was planning on being ruined. Well, it was no surprise that the god was a glutton for cock—fatui cock to be specific. It made sense why he was so willing to enter this deal with (Name); they both were getting what they craved at the end of the day.
He chuckled, running his finger across Zhongli’s prepped hole. “Aw, my pet, you could have asked me to stuff your hole if you were that needy. I told you I would take care of all your needs,” (Name) cooed, pressing kisses to the bloody wounds he left behind. The way Zhongli shivered and moaned with each kiss and lick had (Name)’s stomach and insides twisting and turning. Yes, he was a sadistic shit, but even the soft cries of his pet begging for his kisses and attention made him weak in the knees.
“Sir, please,” Zhongli called out, slightly raising his hips.
“Hm? What do you want?” (Name) asked with a raised eyebrow, pressing Zhongli’s hips back down.
“I need—I want you to fill me,” Zhongli said, threading his fingers in the carpet. “Can you please fill me? I want you to use me.”
(Name) lolled his head to the side, humming while pulling the fat cheeks apart. “I don’t know if I should. You didn’t stay still when I was using you as a footrest. Maybe if you can try again and do as I say, I’ll fill that slutty hole of yours,” he declared in a sing-song voice, gently prodding the muscular ring. (Name) watched with eager eyes as the hole flexed and twitched with each gentle nudge; it was adorable.
Sliding Zhongli out of his lap, (Name) ordered him on his knees again, and the god did so without complaint. He only voiced a small noise when (Name) dug his heel into his back, but that was it.
“There we go. See, you can behave with a little persuading!” (Name) cooed, stroking Zhongli’s back with his foot, smiling when the god shivered. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to stuff that pretty hole of yours in all good time, baby.”
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It seemed like hours for Zhongli. His knees hurt and were bruised at this point; the torture was absolutely maddening but he let out a sigh of relief when (Name) removed his feet, and patted his lap. “Come here, Zhongli. I told you that I would treat you well,” he cooed, hands gripping Zhongli’s waist once he made himself comfortable in (Name)’s lap.
Once the god was propped in his lap, (Name) positioned Zhongli where his ass was raised in the air, hole exposed for him to admire. He carefully stroked the tender flesh, spreading his cheeks apart, and spitting on the hole. “There we go. You were so good for me, Zhongli. I think a reward is in order,” the harbinger declared in a sing-song voice, grabbing the lube from the small table.
“Thank you, sir. You’re too kind,” Zhongli moaned, feeling those thick and calloused fingers press deep inside of his ass. God, he was just so tightlike a fucking virgin. No matter how many times (Name) stretched out that pretty hole, Zhongli would squeeze and wrap around him like a glove.
He curled his fingers, prodding Zhongli’s prostate with harsh jabs and thrusts. “Fuck, you’re just sucking my fingers in like a greedy whore. You want my cock that bad, don’t you?” (Name) mocked with a taunting smile.
“A-Ah, that’s not true. I am no whore,” Zhongli stated, his voice betraying him when (Name) jammed his fingers against his sensitive prostate.
“Oh, yes you are. There’s no need to lie now, beloved. If you weren’t a whore, you wouldn’t be here with me. You’re the one who wanted a taste, did you not?” (Name) reminded, squeezing another finger past the clenching muscles. He ignored Zhongli’s cries and his wavering voice as he fucked the god’s ass with his fingers. “See how your ass refuses to let go of my fingers? You’re so needy, but that’s okay. I’ll make sure to fill you, love.”
Finally pulling out his fingers, (Name) licked one bold strip across the puckering hole, heading Xhongli let out a surprised gasp, digging his nails in his thighs. “So impatient. I’ll give you what you want,” (Name) promised, pulling Zhongli in his lap, rubbing his cock across the fluttering hole. With a fluid thrust, he bottomed out in the god, holding him down in his lap.
(Name) hums, massaging Zhongli’s hips as he squirms in his lap. “You feel good, wrapping around my cock like some desperate whore,” the harbinger grunted, making shallow thrusts and barely grazing his prostate. He knew that the lazy thrusts wouldn’t satisfy Zhongli, but it was amusing to watch him squirm and hear him beg for more.
“Sir,” Zhongli voiced, feeling the bulge in his stomach.
“You’ll get what you want,” (Name) sighed, letting his fingers dance across the smooth flesh, carefully pressing the bulge in Zhongli’s stomach. Only when the god let out a pained groan is when he started thrusting harder and faster. It was a delicious sight, watching the skin ripple with each painful thrust. His cries spurred (Name) on, making his cock penetrate his prostate each time.
Zhongli was certain he would be gaping by the time (Name) was through with him.
“Such a nasty thing you are. You were willingly to be my chair just so I would fuck you. I wonder what your little devotee, Xiao, would think of this,” (Name) hummed, wrenching Zhongli’s hair back, eliciting a pretty cry. “Do you think he would like to see his beloved god stuffed with fatui cock? You think he would get off to such a sight? You sobbing like a bitch in heat, begging for me to fill you?”
He only cried in response.
With a chuckle, (Name) never stopped. He fucked Zhongli hard, drinking in his every moan and cry. When he was cumming, (Name) never stopped. Instead, he went harder and faster, smacking the pale skin with each hard thrust. “I should let the others fill that nasty hole of yours. You would like that, wouldn’t you?” (Name) mocked, wrapping his calloused hand around Zhongli’s cock, bringing him to another orgasm.
“H-Ha, yes, I would, sir,” he admitted with a cry, eyes rolling to the back of his head. The hot warmth that filled him when (Name) shot his load in his ass had him cumming a second time. It was burning, but fuck it felt so goddamn good.
(Name) groaned, falling back against the chair as he fucked the cum back into Zhongli, bouncing the god in his lap. After the two came down from their high, (Name) pulled out and ordered Zhongli to get back on his hands and knees. “You said you wanted the others to use you, right?” he reminded, cleaning himself up.
“Yes, I did say that, sir,” Zhongli answered.
There was a knock.
“Well, let’s say that you’re gonna get what you wanted sooner, my dear.”