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Golden House Abyss

Summary:

“I want to see the other side of you.”

“The other side of me is not human. The ‘me’ who crawled out of the Abyss that day was a monster.”

“Show me.”

Notes:

Hello! Welcome back to Kura's Lewd Harbor. This time I expanded one of my privatter fics. Please be sure to mind the tags. Otherwise, please enjoy!

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Chapter Text

 

“I want to see the other side of you.” 

 

“The other side of me is not human. The ‘me’ who crawled out of the Abyss that day was a monster.” 

 

“Show me.” 

 

***

 

“This opportunity is quite hard to come by. Well then, amuse me.” 

 

What he faced at the Golden House is not Childe, but truly a monster...

 

The laughter that echoes in the arena rattles like bones and stirs up a primal feeling within the Archon. 

 

Fear.

 

Childe grips a handful of dark hair, forcibly pulling him up onto his shaking legs marred with lacerations. Blue eyes gaze down at him with a terrible glint embedded into them, completely devoid of any warmth yet blazing with sheer adrenaline and sadistic glee. 

 

“Is this how weak the God of Geo has become? Are you really so pathetic without your gnosis?” The Harbinger roughly forces him down against the flat stone, locking their hips together to grind his hard erection against Zhongli’s. 

 

“What was that you said earlier? That you could still easily defeat me?” Bloodstained hands rip off the tattered remains of Zhongli’s clothes, exposing the harsh bruises and red lines across his once flawless skin. Even with such injuries, the thrill of battle had clearly affected him, but the looks of his hardened nipples and stiff cock. 

 

His sensei… so beautiful in this broken state. 

 

Childe wraps a hand around the Archon’s leaking cock and presses his thumb harshly into the slit, laughing when it elicits a sharp gasp. The few words that were caught in Zhongli’s throat only escape as a choked whimper when Childe leans in to sink his teeth around a nipple, drawing little beads of blood when he gives it a hard suck and pulls away with a satisfied growl. Of course, it’s only the first mark of many. 

 

“So weak and miserable… What would you have done if anyone else had defeated you? Would you let them ravage you like this?” A stricken expression dances across Zhongli’s face at those harsh words, but the Harbinger never gives him a chance to respond as he devours his supple body. 

 

He hooks one leg over his shoulder and bites the sensitive flesh on the inside of his thigh, his cock twitching in interest when Zhongli tenses and whimpers pathetically. The other side of Childe was truly a monster, moaning and growling in pleasure each time he breaks skin with his teeth and nails, leaving his mark on every inch of his body. And the way Zhongli writhes and bucks under him, too weak to even break away from his grasp, makes his cock so achingly hard. 

 

Finally, when the monster has had enough of playing with his prey, he hooks each of Zhongli’s legs around his hips and lines himself up, chest heaving and lips smeared with blood. 

 

“Childe…” Zhongli whispers weakly, amber eyes gazing up at him in a pleading way, but before he could speak another word, a hand claps around his mouth and grips at his jaw. Childe stares at him unblinkingly, eyes devoid of light as he speaks in a terrifyingly low voice. 

 

Shut up. Losers don’t get to beg for mercy.” 

 

With a single, hard thrust, Childe sheathes himself to the hilt, laughing in victory when Zhongli finally loses himself and screams . The archon’s back arches so beautifully just for him. His sensei, broken and bleeding with every bit of skin marked with teeth marks, scrapes, and bruises. 

 

Mine. 

 

“So good… You feel so good squeezing around me. Aren’t you happy, sensei? Even when you’re broken and defeated, you still make such a nice cocksleeve.” He pulls out all the way, nly to snap his hips forward and slam back inside with a loud slap of skin against skin. Zhongli screams again, eyes wide and staring up at him in shock, but Childe doesn’t give him enough time to recover before taking him hard and fast. 

 

One hand wraps around the Archon’s neck to pin him down while the other hand grips his hips to lift it up, allowing Childe to assault his prostate mercilessly. Zhongli screams so beautifully for him, looks so pretty rocking back and forward from the weight of his thrusts. And when he feels the Archon’s hot walls beginning to clamp rhythmically around his cock, he knows he’s about to cum. 

 

With an inhuman smile full of teeth, Childe tightens his grip around Zhongli’s throat, crushing his windpipe and squeezing hard enough to break a normal human’s neck. He watches with sick pleasure as Zhongli’s pupils dilate, breath completely cut off as he struggles and pries at the hand around his throat. The pistoning thrusts continue at a breakneck pace, practically thrashing the Archon as he chokes. When Zhongli grits his teeth and rolls his eyes upward, Childe only fucks him harder until his tight walls convulse around his throbbing cock. 

 

Within moments, Zhongli cums just for him, so pretty while white seed spurts from the red tip of his cock, eyes glazed and broken like shattered glass. The throbbing cock inside him pulls out abruptly, causing him to hiss at the sudden loss. Childe finally lets go, revealing a lovely bruise ringing his entire neck, but only to grab one side of Zhongl’s face and push a thumb in between his teeth. Zhongli is forced to keep his mouth open as he’s hauled upright to come face to face with Childe’s cock. 

 

The Harbinger quickly strokes himself to completion and cums against Zhongli’s face, making a hot mess as thick ropes of semen splatter against his face, cling to his hair, and spill into his open mouth. When Childe finally pulls away, he takes in the lovely sight of the Archon, utterly debauched with cum streaking across his blushing face. His thighs marked up with cuts and scratches quiver as his abused entrance leak cum onto the cold stone. 

 

“Dare to play with the monster again, sensei?” Childes laughs playfully, yet it echoes eerily and screams of impending danger. Zhongli simply stares up at him, dazed and fucked out from being utterly beaten in battle, humiliated, and claimed like a war prize. 

 

Then, he smiles. 

Chapter 2

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“Surrender is a valid option, sensei.”

 

Childe prowls around him in a slow circle, skillfully twirling his hydro blades. The monster resting deep inside him emerges again, clawing through the depths of his chest to gaze through his eyes with predatory excitement. 

 

Zhongli wordlessly shifts his stance, pointing the amber tip of his spear at the Harbinger in a clear challenge. As wary as he feels facing this insatiable creature yet again, his heart still thrums with a thrill and excitement he hasn’t felt since his days as a war god. 

 

An unhinged laugh echoes in the Golden House yet again as the two collide in heated battle.

 

***

 

“Sensei… It’s as if you’re not even trying.” Childe saunters confidently towards his defeated prey, licking his lips hungrily as Zhongli makes a feeble attempt to drag himself further away. The Archon huffs with exertion, hands reaching out for his discarded spear just a few paces away, only for a heavy boot to stomp down on his back and pin him down. 

 

“Ngh!” Lacking even the strength to lift himself up, Zhongli simply collapses against the floor, gasping when tendrils of hydro energy wrap around his wrist in makeshift handcuffs. Childe almost hums in delight as he snatches up his prize by his bound hands and drags him unceremoniously across the floor. The sheer disrespect of being manhandled makes humiliation sink in Zhongli’s stomach, his legs kicking in a feeble attempt to gain some leverage. 

 

“Childe- I-...” 

 

“Hmm?” Childe pauses near the edge of the arena and peers down at him, lips curled and eyes closed in a sickeningly sweet smile. 

 

“Feeling humiliated, sensei? Well I have bad news for you… You are no longer Rex Lapis, you are no longer the Exuvia, you are no longer the God of Geo.” With a harsh swing of his arm, Childe tosses the Archon roughly against the pyro barrier that surrounds the Golden House, practically purring with satisfaction and arousal when Zhongli’s back strikes against it with a hissing sound. 

 

“Gah!” The Archon crumples onto the ground, shoulders shaking as the burning pyro sears away at the clothes of his back. For a few precious seconds, he gets a moment of rest, until Childe grabs a fistful of his hair and hauls him into a kneeling position. 

 

“You are no one . You do as I desire, and right now…” 

 

The sounds of rustling fabric and clinking belts urges Zhongli to crack his eyes open to come face to face with the Harbinger’s throbbing member, a bead of precum already forming against the slit. 

 

“I want you to part your lips and let me fuck into that lovely mouth of yours.” Without further warning, Childe pistons his hips forward to press the tip of his cock against the tight seam of Zhongli’s closed tips. Still clinging onto his shattered pride, Zhongli tilts his head away and grimaces as slick precum smears across his lips. 

 

The monster within Childe growls dangerously, his expression switching from sadistic delight to cold anger in a second. Suddenly, Zhongli feels the tip of a dagger threaten to pierce his throat. 

 

“Suck. And if you try to bite, I’ll slit your throat .” The dagger barely pierces skin, drawing a bead of blood that dribbles down his pale neck. 

 

The Archon’s lips quiver at the threat, but eventually he relents, parting his lips just wide enough to let the hard member slip inside. Daring to glance up, Zhongli hesitantly looks to see if his compliance has been enough to appease the Harbinger, and sure enough, Childe is smiling darkly. 

 

Unfortunately, Childe is known to be incredibly cruel. 

 

A gloved hand wraps around the back of his head and shoves him forward as Childe bucks his hips, forcing his length inside the hot cavern until it hits against the back of his throat. Eyes widening in shock, Zhongli gags and chokes around his girth and struggles to pull away, only for Childe to force his cock deeper inside. 

 

A muffled moan escapes the Archon’s lips as his lashes flutter from the sensation of Childe’s length forcibly sliding into his throat. Childe lets him struggle for a moment while holding him tight, purely for cruel amusement and to feel the Archon’s muscles spasm around his cock, pulling out whenever he feels like it. Zhongli gasps during the moment of reprieve, only for Childe to shove right back in and bury himself to the hilt. 

 

“Not bad, not bad, sensei…” The Harbinger chuckles and begins to face fuck him in earnest, snaping his hips forward harshly while shoving his head forward, relishing in the sloppy sounds and the muffled moans. His sensei swallows his cock so nicely, he could just sheathe himself inside and watch him choke until he stops struggling. 

 

Acting on his feral desire, Childe thrusts forwards with a growl and buries himself until the tip of Zhongli’s nose grinds against his groin.

 

“So warm… It’s like you’re made to take my cock. Doesn’t this make you happy, sensei?” 

 

The Archon lifts his teary eyes and blinks up at him miserably, staying as still as possible in hopes Childe will take pity on him, but the tightness of his throat is so heavenly, how could he pull out? Childe smirks dangerously and begins to drag the tip of his dagger up and down the column of his neck to make him shudder and squeeze tighter around his cock. 

 

“Mm-mmh-...” Zhongli struggles to remain still as possible even when he can feel the burn of oxygen deprivation making his head fuzzy, his bound hands lifting to rest against Childe’s inner thighs. 

 

Hurts… It hurts… 

 

Amber eyes begin to turn glassy as the tears spill down his reddened cheeks, and when Childe sees this he croons softly and bucks his hips a few times to grind his shaft inside that lovely throat. Finally, when Zhongli’s muffled cries go silent, his eyes staring almost blankly with tears falling freely, Childe gives a few deep thrusts before cumming with a growl. 

 

Hot cum spurts from the head of his cock and spills straight down Zhongli’s throat, forcing his muscles to contract reflexively and swallow every bit of it. When it becomes too much, he coughs and gags on thick seed, making the most debauched sound as cum rises up at the back of his mouth. When Childe decides he’s had enough, he pulls out slowly, letting a dribble of white leak out from reddened lips. 

 

The Archon shivers before gasping on air, drooling mouth open and breath hitching as his shoulders jolt gently. Childe hums in approval and taps his cock against Zhongli’s cheek, hardly drawing a reaction aside from a few shivers. 

 

“Now then…” Their positions abruptly change as Childe forces the Archon onto the floor and slots himself between his thighs. He twirls the dagger in his hand skillfully, smiling down almost sweetly down at Zhongli before tucking the tip under his clothes and flicking his wrist up. The fabric rips cleanly beneath his blade, revealing the soft skin of his abs. 

 

Zhongli stares up at him fearfully, brows furrowed as the knife dances along his chest, just faintly dragging over skin while it makes quick work of his clothes. His pants are ripped in the same manner, exposing his shamefully hard cock to the cool air. 

 

“Hmm? So you are enjoying this. What would everyone think of you, sensei? How would they react if they found out that you were a masochistic cockslut .” 

 

“......” Zhongli grits his teeth, having no answer, and even whimpering pathetically when Childe slides the flat side of the dagger against his shaft. 

 

“No answer? That’s alright… I’d much prefer to hear your screams.” Chuckling lightly, Childe tosses the dagger carelessly away and rips off his own glove with his teeth. His other hand grips Zhongli’s thigh to spread his legs apart and reveal his puckered entrance, and with a tilt of his head, Childe crudely spits on it, wetting it with his own saliva. 

 

“Ah-...” Eyes widening with disbelief, Zhongli shakes and bites back his protest. Childe really does intend to take him like a common whore, giving him the barest preparation. 

 

“Be glad I’m preparing you at all, sensei…” Two fingers stroke against Zhongli’s entrance and press inside with more force than necessary, drawing a hiss from the Archon. 

 

“I could just as easily fuck into you raw like last time.” Childe scissors and twists his fingers roughly, prying apart his tight walls to better accommodate his cock, then lifts his gaze up to Zhongli thoughtfully. 

 

“Or is that what you want?” Again, Zhongli doesn’t answer, but the dark desire in his eyes tells him all he needs to know. By the time Childe has recovered enough to grow hard again, Zhongli is stretched out just enough for him to line up and- 

 

“Oh?” Childe blinks down in surprise, then smirks in amusement when he sees the amber sigils of Zhongli’s Jade Shield creating a barrier between the tip of his cock and the Archon’s entrance. So his sensei has a bit of fight left in him… 

 

“Is this all the strength the Geo Archon has left?” Chuckling quietly, Childe leans in and circles his finger around the soft skin of the Archon’s navel. His hips buck experimentally, testing the resistance of the Jade Shield against the tip of his cock, and begins to press forward slowly, applying more and more pressure. 

Panic blooms within Zhongli’s eyes as the barrier begins to crack, and just as he parts his lips to protest desperately, the shield shatters with a piercing sound. Suddenly Zhongli feels his walls abruptly split apart by Child’s throbbing cock, the remnants of his weak shield crumbling to elemental dust. 

 

“A-Ahh!” His back arches beautifully, lifting himself off the floor to reflexively provide a better angle for Childe to force himself in to the hilt, and when Zhongli stares up at him, eyes wide and teary with disbelief, the Harbinger smiles back. 

 

“Cute.” His fingers trail in a straight line from his navel to the faint bump created by the outline of his cock, then pulls out slowly, letting Zhongli feel each and every inch that was inside him. The Archon shudders and bites back a moan, almost whimpering instead with thighs shaking.

 

Childe pushes back in just as slow and makes sure he grinds against that sweet spot inside, then leans back to admire Zhongli’s debauched state. The Archon gasps as he struggles to accommodate the length inside him, a dribble of cum still sliding down the corner of his lips while his pretty cock twitches achingly. 

 

Absolutely breathtaking. 

 

“Childe... Pl-” The Archon almost seems to beg, his hips canting upwards just slightly to get some friction, but his remaining pride tells him to bite his tongue. 

 

“Sensei… If you can cum without touching here,” Childe taps a finger against Zhongli’s cock and watches it bounce lightly. 

 

“Then I’ll reward you with a gift. Now then…” He snatches up Zhongli’s bound hands and pins them above his head. 

 

“Scream for me.” 

 

The first thrust knocks the breath from Zhongli’s lungs, and before he could recover, Childe lifts his hips and picks up a punishing pace. Reddened lips part in a lovely scream, and once again the Golden House echoes with the obscene sounds of strangled moans and skin slapping against skin. 

 

Childe fucks him hard and fast to hear him cry out, then grinds his hips deep to feel his walls clench so nicely around his throbbing cock. Zhongli squirms and struggles beneath him, seemingly to get away, but the heat in his amber eyes beg for more. 

 

Harder! Take me harder! Breed me! 

 

Trembling thighs wrap around the Harbinger’s waist, pulling him in close as Zhongli raises his hips like the perfect mate and desperately bucks his hips. Finally, Childe releases his hands and hooks his bound wrists around his shoulders to pull the Archon onto his lap. Out of sheer curiosity, he pauses in his thrusting to see what Zhongli would do, and to his pure delight, his sensei bounces just as hard atop his cock, slamming himself down with all his weight. 

 

Such a good cocksleeve… Childe growls in approval and leans in to sink his teeth around a pert nipple, hard enough to draw blood and rip another scream from Zhongli’s throat. He pulls off to inspect the red ring of teeth marks and drags his tongue across the hard bud to hear the sweetest moans. Zhongli continues to fuck himself relentlessly on top of Childe’s cock while the Harbinger ravages his chest, marking his once flawless skin with bruises and red marks. 

 

By the time Zhongli is thoroughly debauched and dangerously close to orgasm, his legs give away, dropping himself straight down onto Childe’s cock, sheathing it fully with a wet sound. Childe holds him close, keeping the Archon upright as he tilts his head back and cums with an unrestrained moan. 

 

The Harbinger buries his nose between the soft cleft of his sensei’s pecs, moaning into his sweltering skin as he spills his seed into Zhongli’s tight heat. He marks the Archon inside and out, pumping him with cum so he’ll feel full for days and remember who he belongs to. Their bodies rock together slowly and passionately while they bring each other down from the height of orgasm, moaning softly until each other’s embrace. 

 

Finally, Childe lets him down against the floor gently and drags a tongue from the base of his spent cock all the way up his abdomen and chest, drawing the faintest shivers from his oversensitive body. When his tongue reaches Zhongli’s lips, he dips into that sweet mouth and steals a kiss, savoring his taste while the Archon is too fucked out to return it. Then, Childe leans back up and grips Zhongli’s chin, making sure their eyes meet. 

 

“You did so well for me today, sensei. As promised, I’ll give you a gift…” Seemingly out of nowhere, a long needle appears in Childe’s hands, twirled between his fingers. Zhongli blinks dazedly up at him, the last remnants of his tears falling from the corners of his eyes, then winces when the Harbinger abruptly catches his nipple between a thumb and forefinger. 

 

He lifts his head to peer down at himself, brows furrowed in panic when Childe points the tip of the needle at an angle against the hardened bud. Zhongli’s entire body shivers in anticipation, his inner walls clenching reflexively to squeeze out the cum that had been planted inside him and making a mess between his legs. 

 

Before his lips could part to speak, Childe presses the needle forward, and any protest he had turns into sharp, reverberating cries. 

 

“Don’t worry, sensei. It’ll look beautiful on you...”

Notes:

Last chapter will be a bit sweeter. Thanks for reading!

Chapter 3

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“I promise I’ll be gentle. But only if you beg.” 

 

“Childe… This is- Nngh!” Another jolt of electro assaults his body, blooming from the center of his lower abdomen to create spasms of pleasure. The archon feels his knees buckle, forcing him to brace himself with his spear just to stay upright. One hand shakingly reaches down to clutch the spot where the Harbigner’s riptide mark glows an ominous violet. 

 

“Hm? Didn’t I tell you? I don’t want to hear a single word from you unless it’s to beg .” It’s about time Childe dismantles that immovable pride of his. Zhongli has held strong during all of their past play sessions, but even stone will wear away against the unrelenting flow of a river.  

 

Seeing the archon is still able to stay standing, Childe smirks and snaps his fingers, violet lightning sparking from his fingertips and activating the riptide mark to wreak havoc on Zhongli’s body. Amber eyes fill with dread the split second he realizes what’s about to happen before another violent spasm assaults his body. The mark pulses relentlessly, shaking him with mind-numbing pleasure that finally makes him collapse onto his knees. 

 

Zhongli gasps and shudders on the floor, teeth grit in unbearable rapture as he drools and brows stitched together in an expression of humiliation. When the pulses finally fade, the archon feels his body shivering with relief, yet his cock twitches achingly in the bulge of his pants. He… He wants to cum, wants to feel the sweet bliss of release, but the tattered remains of his pride tell him to keep his lips sealed. 

 

Childe chuckles and takes slow steps toward them, and an unabashed side of Zhongli couldn’t help but notice the impressive bulge the Harbinger is already sporting from their earlier battle. The archon stares hungrily and licks his lips before Childe grabs him by the chin and forces his gaze back up. 

 

“Well?” The Harbinger tilts his head, waiting for his answer, and while the archon is so clearly aroused, he has yet to break enough to beg. Instead, Zhongli attempts to compromise by parting his lips and letting his dripping tongue roll out in a lewd display of desire as if inviting Childe to fuck into the hot cavern of his mouth. 

 

“Hmph. Sensei, do you know how filthy you look right now?” Childe’s eyes darken in amusement, and to further please the man, Zhongli leans in and drags the flat of his tongue against his clothed bulge before placing a kiss against the peak. 

 

“.........” 

 

The hand gripping his chin suddenly wraps around his neck, cutting off his breath as he’s lifted into the air. Zhongli chokes, eyes widening as his feet dangle off the floor, and much to his own shame he can feel his own cock throbbing from the rough treatment. 

 

“That’s quite lovely, sensei… But I want to hear you beg. ”  

 

The last thing Zhongli sees through his teary vision is a sadistic grin before a bolt of electro energy crashes down from above and rips through his body, sending lightning through his every nerve until he’s convulsing in an unbearable rapture of pain and pleasure. His echoing scream mingles with cruel laughter as the Harbinger watches him rip and pry at the hand around his neck until his arms finally fall limply against his sides. 

 

Finally letting the electroshock subside, Childe licks his lips with dark delight as his eyes roam up and down the archon’s spasming body, noticing the dark spot on his pants shamefully wet from release. He squeezes just a little tighter around Zhongli’s neck to watch him gasp, eyes dull and empty like fogged glass, before dropping him unceremoniously. Zhongli collapses onto his knees with a shudder and falls forward, landing chest first against the floor with his hips raised to present his perfectly rounded backside. 

 

Childe steps slowly behind him to nudge his foot between the archon’s thighs and tease the soft, cumstained spot with the toe of his boot. Overstimulated from having his nerves shocked raw, Zhongli shudders and bites back a whimper, as well as fighting back the urge to rock his hips against the Harbinger’s foot. 

 

“Couldn’t even hold it in? You’ve become so shameful, sensei… This could have been so much easier if you had just started begging.” Childe hooks his foot against the archon’s inner leg and kicks him onto his back, revealing teary eyes and a flushed face. What a miserable sight… It almost makes him want to chain up this lovely creature and keep him as a personal cockwarmer forever. 

 

“Alright then. If you refuse to beg for mercy, then how about begging for a prize?” The Harbinger reaches down to free his own hard erection from the confines of his pants, immediately catching Zhongli’s attention.

 

"M-..." The clipped syllable catches Childe's attention, making him pause for a moment o observe. However, the archon makes a displeased expression, almost looking disappointed. Childe tilts his head and smiles eerily. 

 

“Hm? Have something to say?” 

 

“........” Zhongli seems to mull over his thoughts for a moment, and considering how the archon rarely ever has anything to say during their play sessions, Childe allows him to speak just this once. Finally, he seems to glare up at Childe’s hard member and murmurs in disappointment, 

 

“You must be mistaken if you think that can be considered a prize… Especially if you intend to force it inside me anyway.” 

 

The snide remark leaves Childe stunned for several moments until he tips his head down and starts to laugh. It’s a cheerful sound at first, the Harbinger genuinely amused at Zhongli’s almost spoiled behavior, but it quickly takes a darker tone. 

 

“Sensei… You never cease to amaze me.” Suddenly the Harbinger is on top of him, tugging away at his clothes with rough hands and grabbing him by the ankle to yank him back when he attempts to backpedal away. Zhongli makes an indignant gasp when the last garment is stripped away, fully revealing the creamy mess between his legs and a glint of gold on his chest which he quickly covers with both arms. 

 

“Fine. I’ll offer you a prize more suited to your taste.” Childe lifts both of Zhongli’s legs up and hugs them close to his chest so he can push his cock into the soft space between his thighs. He ruts forward slowly, sensually, fucking into his already slick and messy thighs to create the most obscene sounds. 

 

Confused, Zhongli furrows his brows and bites back his moans every time Childe’s hard length slides against his own. He’s frankly surprised that Childe hasn’t shoved him face-first into the floor and fucked him into a screaming mess, but he can see the dangerous glint into those blue eyes, telling him there’s much more to come. 

 

Suddenly, the mark against his navel gives a hard pulse, making him clench his gut in anticipation as little crackles of electro energy start blooming from it. The atmosphere around them suddenly turns thick and heavy, like a brewing storm. With a feeling of sinking dread, Zhongli feels Childe’s throbbing length begin to grow and expand between his thighs and looks up to see the Harbinger’s form drastically change as he takes his Foul Legacy form. 

 

Within moments, he’s staring up with wide eyes at a masked face belonging to a body of corded muscles easily twice his size, and between his clenched thighs, Childe’s engorged cock had grown to the monstrous length and girth of his forearm. 

 

“How’s this for a prize, sensei?” A metallic, grating voice croons at him as the Harbinger begins to rock his hips again, sliding the entire length of his hard member against Zhongli’s soft skin to let him feel every inch. Eyes glued onto the reddened tip, Zhongli bites his lips hungrily and removes one arm for his chest to reach up to wrap his hand around the head, only to find out that his fingers couldn’t even close around it. 

 

Responding to his touch, Childe’s cock gives a hard throb, clear precum dripping from its slit to dribble onto the pulsing riptide mark. Zhongli gasps and tenses up when he feels the mark send another jolt of pleasure up his spine, making his insides ache to be filled. 

 

“You can have all of it. Do you know how deep it can reach inside you, sensei?” Childe tilts his head with predatory pleasure and drags a clawed finger from the base of his groin all the way up his lower abdomen, making the archon wince and arch his back to the touch. His finger stops at the center of the glowing mark and circles around it. 

 

“All the way to here… I can make you feel so good, sensei. You just have to ask for it.” 

 

“.........” The silence drags on for just a little too long while Zhongli contemplates with the remnants of his pride, making Childe huff in amusement. 

 

Suddenly two hands wrap around his waist, large enough to completely wrap around him and haul him upwards into the air. His heart thuds from the thrill of being handled so easily, like a mere doll. Childe sits down on the rubble of the archon’s broken steeles as if they were his shattered throne, and sets Zhongli down to kneel atop his lap. 

 

For a tense moment, Childe hovers him just above his erect cock, before smirking and dropping him completely. Zhongli panics, but catches himself by bracing his hands on Childe’s broad shoulders just before he’s impaled on that massive length, but in doing so he’d fully exposed his chest. Each pink nipple is pierced with a golden ring, and connecting them is a glittering chain. The Harbinger almost purrs with amusement and hooks one finger beneath the chain to give it a little tug. 

 

“Ngh!” Zhongli flinches, feeling his nipples harden from being pulled by their piercings. 

 

“I knew they would look lovely on you, sensei.” They’d healed up so nicely already, and still so very sensitive to his touch. 

 

“Now then, if you want this, go ahead and take it yourself.” Childe rolls his hips up, touching his leaking tip against Zhongli’s entrance to watch him flinch upward. The archon feels awfully wary, knowing that Childe clearly doesn’t intend to let him indulge so easily, but the feeling of that broad head rubbing against his greedy hole… 

 

He wants it so much. 

 

Biting his lip, Zhongli shamelessly looks down and begins to lower himself onto that monstrous cock, keening when he feels the delicious burn of his walls parting apart to swallow the head. He releases a shuddering breath, pausing for a moment before bouncing experimentally on the tip, pushing it in and out in shallow thrusts. A clawed hand wraps around his hip and scratches little red lines into his skin, but otherwise, Childe watches with silent amusement. 

 

Even the tip stretches him apart so well, his aching entrance squeezes around the girth hungrily while his insides tighten and beg for more. Teary, amber eyes blink down to gauge how much of Childe’s length he still has left to take, and shudders with anticipation when he sees his veiny shaft give a hard throb. Childe was right, if he sheathed it all the way inside, it would reach all the way to the riptide mark 

 

Unable to contain his excitement, Zhongli blushes bright red and begins to sink down slowly, moaning wantonly as he feels himself being stuffed full. He doesn’t even need to pace himself. With how tight he is compared to Childe’s monstrously huge cock, all he has to do is drop his entire weight down and let gravity do the slow work of fucking himself deep. 

 

And when his belly feels so unbearably full, he pauses to look down once again and shudders when he sees that Childe is only a third of the way inside him. Is there even room to fit more? There’s already a small bump forming against his lower abdomen, his body forced to make room to accommodate the length inside him. 

 

“Having fun, sensei?” Childe groans softly and bucks his hips just a bit, bouncing the archon once. Had it been any other day, the Harbinger would have grabbed him by the waist and forced him all the way down, but today, he wants to see what his sensei will do. 

 

“Mmh…” Zhongli sucks in a deep breath and rolls his hips in small circles, using Childe’s girth to loosen up his walls before attempting to take more, but as soon as he begins to sink down, he feels a sharp spike of pleasure against his chest. 

 

His nipples are suddenly pulled tight as Childe grabs the chain connecting the piercings and tugs upward, forcing him to arch his back upwards. 

 

“Ngh- Childe! What are you-” The archon blinks incredulously up at him, but Childe simply chuckles and gives the chain a few more teasing tugs to watch him jolt and hiss. 

 

“Go on, sensei. Weren’t you going to fuck yourself on top of me?” 

 

Zhongli glowers at him until he relents and lets the chain slacken just a bit, but when the archon attempts to slide down on his cock, he yanks it again to pull harshly on those reddening nipples. Now, Zhongli is forced to kneel on his lap with his cock half sheathed inside, so achingly full yet not full enough to hit that burning spot inside him. 

 

Every time he tries to push down, Childe forces him right back up with the chain, holding him hostage while his thighs tremble from the exertion. In his frustration, Zhongli bites his lips and tries to brute force his way, sinking down further and further while ignoring the stinging pain of the piercings tugging and stretching his nipples taut. In the end, he can only take two-thirds of Childe’s cock before tears begin to spill down his eyes from the pain, his chest red and sore from the abuse. 

 

With a choked sob, Zhongli pulls himself off to relieve himself of the torture, yet it leaves him feeling so empty. 

 

“Childe… I-… please.” It starts off with a quiet plea. Zhongli closes his eyes and blushes red with humiliation while his shoulders tremble. A large hand cups his cheek and wipes away his tears. 

 

“Go on, sensei. Tell me what you want.” 

 

“I-...” The words are caught in his chest every time he tries to get them out, and as he continues to struggle, Childe encourages him by starting to thrust in and out slowly, gently. Zhongli moans miserably with each slide, his walls clenching tight with each thrust to try to keep him from pulling out, and each time Childe only pushes deep enough to barely touch the mark.

 

“I want you…” It’s all he can manage, but Childe rewards him by picking up the pace, wrapping one hand around his hip to push him up and down on his cock. 

 

“Why don’t you tell me more?” 

 

“Deeper… I need you deeper, please-” His breath begins to quicken to the pace Childe sets, panting and moaning while his smooth cock bounces with each thrust. 

 

“Good-, so good… I want you here.” Letting his tears fall freely, Zhongli touches his fingers against the mark, begging Childe to fuck him deep. 

 

“You sound so lovely, sensei…” Childe croons softly, but instead of rewarding him, the Harbinger lifts him all the way up and pulls his cock out. Feeling his walls emptying out, Zhongli snaps his eyes open in panic and squirms against the large hands wrapped around his waist. 

 

“No!” He grits his teeth and clenches tight, trying to prevent Childe from pulling out, but he does so anyway with a wet sound, leaving his hole gaping. 

 

“Beg for it.” The Harbinger demands in a dangerously low voice while the archon writhes in his grasp. Zhongli chokes on his breath when he feels the mark begin to pulse relentlessly, making his dripping thighs tremble from need. 

 

“I won’t hesitate to tie you up and leave you screaming.” The threat is absolutely real, Zhongli knows this. Childe has the cruelty to leave him bound and naked on the floor with the mark forcing uncontrollable orgasms from him. In a last, desperate attempt to appease the Harbinger, Zhongli leans in with lips parted to kiss and drag his tongue against his mask. It's a pathetic and miserable display, but the mark assaults his senses so mercilessly he feels as if he were about to go insane. 

 

“Please, please… I need you. Ngh- I need you to fuck me deep.” He can pick up the remains of his broken pride later. Right now, he needs to feel Childe’s cock ramming into the mark from the inside. 

 

A deep growl makes him shudder in a visceral reaction to fear. Childe says nothing else, only drops him straight down onto his cock and impales him fully on top of his cock. Zhongli chokes, having the breath completely knocked out of his lungs from the brutal thrust alone, and stares down with wide eyes at the slight bump in the shape of Childe’s cock, reaching all the way up to the mark. 

 

“Good… Here’s your reward.” 

 

Strong arms lift him up again as if he were weightless and rams him back down again and again at a pace that sends his mind reeling. Zhongli arches his back and screams, filling the Golden House with the sounds of their violent mating. 

 

More! More!

 

Zhongli feels his mind going numb with pleasure as Childe fucks him hard and fast, two hands wrapped fully around his waist to bounce him against his lap. He can feel the tip of the Harbinger’s massive cock ramming into the mark, creating jolting bursts of energy that rips through his entire body. Childe fucks him hard and mercilessly as if to fulfill only his own pleasure and mold his insides into the shape of his cock. 

 

Within minutes, Zhongli feels his orgasm take him by surprise, exploding within his gut as his cock spurts white seed between them, Yet the Harbinger continues to fuck into him as if he were his personal toy, relentless in his thrusts even when Zhongli begins to cry from overstimulation. 

 

When he starts to beg for mercy, pleading with a hoarse voice for a moment of rest, Childe laughs and shoves him onto the floor to fuck him harder. The archon claws at the floor in an attempt to drag himself away, still drooling and moaning obscenely as Childe fucks a second, consecutive orgasm out of him. A clawed hand wraps around the front of his throat and pulls him up, forcing him to arch his back so Childe can whisper sweetly into his ear. 

 

“Trying to get away? Too bad… Remember, you’re the one who asked for this.” 

 

Knowing he’d lost the moment he set foot in the Golden House, Zhongli presses his forehead against the floor and raises his hips for Childe, because all he can do now is take it. 

 

By the time Childe pulls out of his dripping, cum stuffed hole, Zhongli is long gone, having lost his senses and passed out after his fifth or sixth orgasm. Childe uses two fingers to spread apart his loose, gaping entrance, smirking in satisfaction as he watches it twitch and clench longingly around nothing. Then, he gently flips the archon onto his back to see his thoroughly fucked expression, eyes glassy with drooling lips slightly parted. 

 

In a surprisingly tender moment, Childe runs his large hands down Zhongli’s body, caressing his waist, the inside of his thighs, and brushing across his pierced nipples. Still so wonderfully reactive, Zhongli shivers and bucks his hips just slightly as if his well fucked body was begging for more. He considers fucking into his sensei’s soft and pliable body one more time but figures Zhongli deserves a nice, long rest. 

 

With a soft smile, Childe leans down to nuzzle the face of his mask against Zhongli’s cheek and whispers, 

 

“Rest well, sensei. And remember, you’re always welcome to come play any time...” 

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