[ it's certainly more natural this way, and the kiss is good, nice and smooth and easy, the sink of zhongli's teeth against his lip enough to earn an appreciative little hum. tighnari's shirt is easy enough to open, and the slide of those long fingers feels lovely, the rub against his nipple enough to make him gasp - those are quite sensitive.
when his partner breaks for air, tighnari hums a low, soft purr, nudging their noses together as he catches his breath, his hands still smoothing through soft hair.
but soon enough he wants more. with his shirt opened, tighnari shrugs it over his shoulders and off, revealing his curious top surgery scars, as well as the lichtenberg scar that trails over his chest, arm, and neck. he hardly seems insecure about either, however, and soon enough his own hands are pushing up beneath zhongli's shirt, fabric rucking around his wrists. ]
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when his partner breaks for air, tighnari hums a low, soft purr, nudging their noses together as he catches his breath, his hands still smoothing through soft hair.
but soon enough he wants more. with his shirt opened, tighnari shrugs it over his shoulders and off, revealing his curious top surgery scars, as well as the lichtenberg scar that trails over his chest, arm, and neck. he hardly seems insecure about either, however, and soon enough his own hands are pushing up beneath zhongli's shirt, fabric rucking around his wrists. ]