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[childeishly]

Who: Wild City & Guests
Where: Wild City
When: Day 503/4

[ so the game hadn't been that bad, right..? ]

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[leaveofabsence]

I did drink the most.

[ And he looks particularly proud about it as he messily pats Childe's cheek. ]

But you do not get to call game over until you draw your next card. The hands must be evenly dealt.

[childeishly]

I know I know. [ he draws another card, an ace of hearts, which prompts another laugh. ] I really got lucky, huh? [ pours himself a single shot and quickly throws his head back to drink it, so he can end this game. ] There, are you happy? Can I finish crowning the winner?

You know, Xiansheng~ the winner of a game usually gets a prize. What would you like?

[leaveofabsence]

I want to kiss you.

[ Said with a dumbfounded expression. That is why he had been drinking in the first place, after all. ]

[childeishly]

I'm all yours, Xiansheng. [ going to set his hands on his hips to steady him. he doesn't want him falling over or anything. ]

[leaveofabsence]

All mine?

[ Oh.

Oh excellent.

Some usually dormant part of Zhongli purrs at that. And at Childe's complete and utter attention focused on him.

Zhongli will be grateful for the support later because he absolutely needs it, but he is too focused on cupping Childe's face in his hands to really care about his balance. He traces both thumbs over the curve of his cheeks, admiringly the slight flush from the alcohol, before leaning in to press his lips to Childe's. ]

[childeishly]

[ childe can't help but to flush pink, because having zhongli's rapt attention on him sends a shiver down his spine. he loves it. he smiles to the touch, leaning into it as his ears twitch, a subtle little purr coming out of him too. ] Xiansheng... [ it's whispered right into the kiss, childe giving all he's got at then some... which he should likely be careful about doing with a severely drunk zhongli. he can't help it though - the attention, the affection, it's everything he wants and craves. ]

[leaveofabsence]

Mmmmm. Yes, Childe?

[ Wandering hands move up from his cheeks to pet those twitching ears, fingers pausing to card through his hair as if he had never seen such a vibrant shade of red (and the other colors mixed in) in his life. ]

Your hair is very pretty. Like the horizon at sunset. Or a campfire across a snowy plain.

[ He curls a strand loosely around one finger ]

Beautiful.

[childeishly]

How about... how about another kiss... [ the compliments have his face burning a lot brighter than he imagined it would. they're simple, but incredibly effective. not to mention the petting has him leaning up to the touch, craving more, because he can never get enough of anything that zhongli gives him. ] It's not nearly as pretty as your eyes... like molten mora, or the glow of the sun, ...I always find myself easily getting lost in them.