[ at that, tighnari laughs, but it's a gentle, warm sound, not teasing or harsh. ]
I suppose you did, didn't you?
[ tighnari's hands move over zhongli's chest, palms sliding over warm skin and muscle, and he hums his appreciation of it, thumbing at both nipples before he nods. his partner has the right of it. ]
The couch, then.
[ sliding his hands down into zhongli's, tighnari gives him a gentle tug, leading him back to the sofa behind them until his calves hit the cushions. before sitting, however, he pulls zhongli down for another kiss, a slow one, but deep and hot, tongue sliding into his mouth, his breath gusting. ]
[ It's a minor thing, but Tighnari grabbing his hands and pulling them back ignites a fresh spark of eagerness in Zhongli. He follows along, thumbs smoothing over the back of Tighnari's hands.
Naturally, he's only too happy to let Tighnari pull him down for another kiss. He leans in, all but purring into the kiss, and bears Tighnari the rest of the way down to the couch. He's loathe to break away from the other man, and so the difference in height between the two of them comes in handy. He can stay right where he is, even as he skims his hands down Tighnari's chest and stomach until he can finally slip his fingers under the hem of Tighnari's slacks. With them already undone, it's a simple enough matter to start easing them down over Tighnari's hips—and Zhongli even remembers to be careful with his tail. ]
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I suppose you did, didn't you?
[ tighnari's hands move over zhongli's chest, palms sliding over warm skin and muscle, and he hums his appreciation of it, thumbing at both nipples before he nods. his partner has the right of it. ]
The couch, then.
[ sliding his hands down into zhongli's, tighnari gives him a gentle tug, leading him back to the sofa behind them until his calves hit the cushions. before sitting, however, he pulls zhongli down for another kiss, a slow one, but deep and hot, tongue sliding into his mouth, his breath gusting. ]
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Naturally, he's only too happy to let Tighnari pull him down for another kiss. He leans in, all but purring into the kiss, and bears Tighnari the rest of the way down to the couch. He's loathe to break away from the other man, and so the difference in height between the two of them comes in handy. He can stay right where he is, even as he skims his hands down Tighnari's chest and stomach until he can finally slip his fingers under the hem of Tighnari's slacks. With them already undone, it's a simple enough matter to start easing them down over Tighnari's hips—and Zhongli even remembers to be careful with his tail. ]