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His veins sung with adrenaline, the best feeling around. Though he might have overdone it, Childe thinks, as he comes face to face with his lover. Zhongli frowns, concerned eyes taking in Childe's state. So he might have gotten a bit bruised and there were definitely going to be more scars, but that was just another reward of the battle! It would have been fine and as expected of him, but Zhongli had just given Childe the instructions to be more careful and not get hurt just that morning before he left. And stupidly, Childe had bragged that not even a scratch would be on him, promise.
“Listen-” Childe began, a smile already on his face as he tried to placate the hardening look on Zhongli’s face. He could tell his lover’s face was turning more frustrated as he looked at spots where blood was still seeping into Childe’s clothing from where he’d been grazed.
“You don’t listen very well, which can be an endearing trait, but now you dare to lie to me as well?.” Zhongli matched Childe’s smile but it didn’t quite hit his eyes which narrowed as they met Childe’s. “If you wanted to be punished, my love, you could have just asked. Does my little brat have to play games to feel he earned his punishment?”
Childe felt his cheeks heat up. Really, he hadn’t necessarily been looking for this, but he did love Zhongli’s more aggressive side in the bedroom during their plays. He weighed it in his head for maybe less than a few seconds before grabbing Zhongli’s hand with a smirk. “And what punishment does my ferocious dragon have for me? Are you sure you can punish me though?”
“What do you mean?” Zhongli asked with a smile and raised his brow.
“Cause I love any attention you give me babe.” Childe gave a light chuckle as he wrapped his arms around Zhongli’s waist, bringing him in so that he could press his head into Zhongli’s chest and smell his cologne. Childe had bought him that, and smelling it on him was comforting as much as it was claiming. He loved it.
“Hmm, that would be a problem. Did you not want to enjoy it?”
“Well, doesn't that defeat the purpose?” Childe tilted his head and shrugged. “Not that I ever mind you pleasuring me; it just doesn’t have the same oomph as what I think you were going for.”
“Oomph?” Zhongli looked confused and Childe couldn’t help laughing at the expression. The longer Zhongli spent as a human versus his time as Rex Lapis, the more emotions that seemed to seep into everything he did. His lovely ex-god. “So you want this so-called oomph punishment?” Zhongli folded his arms, thinking out loud as he brought his hand to his chin pensively. “What if I gave you no attention?”
“Uh, like you’re gonna ignore me?” Childe frowned, not liking this. “I mean it would certainly be a punishment, babe, but would it be fun for either of us?” Zhongli closed his eyes and Childe continued to push. “Plus, it’s not even that big of a deal. These will heal in no time. Why don’t we just forget-”
“Alright, Childe.” Zhongli cut him off with a strange smile on his face. Childe narrowed his eyes, unable to fully read the emotions there. “I would never want to upset you or make you feel unloved, as I do love you very much.” Childe felt his face grow warm as he coughed into his hand, turning his face away to hide. He could be as aggressively doting and erotic as he wanted without it bothering him, but Zhongli’s gentle care still made him feel shy and a little embarrassed. “However, I still think you’re lying to me.”
“Huh?” Childe met Zhongli’s eyes, already noticing the glow within them. Had he flipped his dragon’s switch somehow? Normally this meant Zhongli was in the mood, but his words contradicted that. “What am I lying about? You’re as confusing as ever sometimes, Mr. Zhongli.”
Zhongli slid his gloved fingers up Childe’s jawline, Childe’s scalp tingling as they carded through his hair. “I know you like to be punished, my love. I am always observing everything you do, and every minute reaction you give to my words and touch. How you squeeze around me as I bite down, claiming you as my own.” Childe’s body had already started to relax, leaning into Zhongli and sighing as his arms held his waist. “Do you know what a promise is, my love?”
“Something that I shouldn’t make so easily, apparently.” Childe joked. He looked up with a smirk, but his expression froze in surprise. Zhongli was looking down at him with bright, glowing eyes. Geo energy started to pulse around them. A warning; a promise.
“A contract, one might say.” Zhongli mused, and Childe immediately got where he was going with this. “I know I no longer hold the title of Rex Lapis, archon of Liyue; however, I still hold a great respect for the bond that a contract holds. Do you understand what I’m saying, love?”
Childe already trembled in excited anticipation. Trying to stay in character he held back his grin. “Yes sir.” Childe knew it well, and maybe made fun of it a bit when Zhongli wasn’t around. ‘Ones who break their contracts shall suffer the wrath of the rock.’ Well, Childe had never been afraid to suffer and he would take everything his lover wanted to give him, punishment or pleasure.
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Childe was left naked and exposed, the geo brand on his abdomen pulsing and causing his dick to twitch in the cold air. He was on his knees, his legs spread apart with his ankles bound together by Zhonli’s masterfully made rock bindings. His legs were spread open so far, that as he sank to the ground, his balls pressed into the cold wood floor. His chest stuck out as his back arched, further accentuating the geo brand on him. His arms were pulled behind him, bound to his ankles by the same geo cuffs. Zhongli had thoroughly prepared him, and he felt the warm lube leaking down his thighs with every twitch of his hole. He felt worked up and empty. Was this what his lover wanted? To have Childe panting and awaiting him? This wasn’t so bad of a punishment then.
Zhongli had left him like this, saying he would be back when Childe had learned his lesson. He hadn’t blind folded him, which Childe personally thought would have added to the experience. ‘Zhongli still had a bit to learn about their plays,’ Childe thought, perhaps a little too cocky. There was a slight discomfort in how pulled tight his muscles felt from the bondage, but there was something else that was starting to drive him crazy. That geo brand. It had barely been a minute, if he was counting correctly, and it continued to pulse in timed segments. It wasn’t even strong, like a teasing jolt sent throughout his body. However, it seemed to resonate with the other geo constructs on his body. His bindings were not the only things Zhongli had created for him before leaving him alone.
Two strange clamps held tightly to his nipples. There had been a slight pain when they had formed, but now they seemed to feel more numb than anything. Perhaps a slight burn had started to arise, especially with every geo pulse the set off the instruments on his body. It was almost like a weak vibration, unsatisfying and completely teasing. It did make Childe a bit excited of what he could try out with Zhongli some other time, perhaps with a bit stronger pulse of geo energy next time though. The worst was the ring around his cock. They had used cock rings and such before, but this one was strange. There were many bands of geo that wrapped around him, from around his balls to intercrossing segments that started at the base of his cock and wrapped up to the tip, partially blocking and rubbing the tip every time his dick involuntarily twitched. It also seemed to tighten and loosen with every pulse, different parts squeezing and teasing at the delicate, sensitive skin. Constantly shifting sensations growing on his body, but in such weak forms, left Childe groaning in frustration before long.
Moreso, as time dragged on (had it been minutes? Hours? Childe had lost track of time in his growing annoyance of the teasing punishment.) Childe became aware of a new problem. Too excited to go off and train, he had shrugged off Zhongli’s attempts to get him to eat breakfast. When he arrived home, it had already been a few hours past their typical lunch time. Now, with nothing to do in their playroom but sit and feel his body’s reactions, Childe felt his stomach roll with the beginnings of hunger cramps. “How much longer is he going to leave me like this?” Childe pouted, not particularly enjoying the dull ache of hunger adding to the many needy aches already building inside of him. “Mr. Zhongli?” Childe called out, hoping his love was waiting nearby in case there was a problem or Childe wanted to stop their play. When there was no answer, he felt a small bit of panic start to build up.
“I know we agreed to a punishment for not keeping my promise, Mr. Zhongli.” Childe tried again, flinching as a small burst of pleasure tingled throughout his body. “But I haven’t really eaten today, and I don’t think it would be a problem to try this again later after eating hmm?” His stomach growled and he let out a hiss. “Mr. Zhongli? Please. I know you’re upset, but you don’t want me to starve do you? I’ll make it up to you somehow. I promise, for real this time. Zhongli? Babe? Sir?” Childe started to just call out his different affections for Zhongli, pausing only to muffle a groan as the pain and pleasure slowly started to build.
“This isn’t fair, Mr. Zhongli.” Childe whined, head tilting back to rest against the wall he was grounded to. “You’re being a bit too mean right now.” He sighed, starting to feel slighted. This is why he hated these kinds of plays. He liked engaging with his partner and seeing him react to his words and actions. Right now it was just Childe, waiting in growing agony with no way to tell how long this had gone on or how long it would continue to go on for. It wasn’t very fun and the hunger was making him grumpy. “Screw you and your punishment. This is nothing. I’ll be here, perfectly fine whenever you decide to show your stupid face again. See if I-” Childe bit back his words as a particularly strong pulse seemed to squeeze all the constructs tightly, pulling his limbs back a bit more and dragging his balls across the wood ever so slightly. “Fuck you.” A low moan unwillingly escaped his lips as he started to shift back and forth. The bonds made it impossible to move very far but it did give him a bit of friction against his aching balls. “This is nothing.” His words were barely a breathy whisper and he started to focus on finding any way to get more friction.
It made the pains of hunger go away slightly, as his sexual frustration built up. No matter what he did, he couldn’t move enough to do more than slightly rub his lower body into the floor. He pushed his knees apart even more, lucky that his training and Zhongli’s normally rather enthusiastic love making kept him very flexible. He felt himself sink even lower to the ground, his ass cheeks pressing down. Still, he couldn’t move enough to get the stimulation to his front that he so desperately desired. Now every pulse pulled frustrated sobs from Childe’s mouth, feeling his dick swell against the constraints, his balls heavy and chaffing a bit from his desperate quick thrusts into the ground. On accident, Childe pushed his hips back sharply as an angry cry escaped him, but he choked on it in pain. The puffy lips of his asshole had caught again a knot formed in the natural wood, surprisingly not sanded out when the floors were being made. He imagined his lover had said something about the beauty of imperfect nature and how the pricelessness of the chances of this had been worth leaving it installed that way. Right now, all Childe could care about was the feel of it dragging over his hungry, twitching hold.
Lewd moaned poured out of Childe’s mouth as he rocked back into the knot. It hurt to push his body into that position for long, but he relished sinking down onto it. It barely breached past the ring of muscles, leaving Childe itching for something deeper. The throbbing need within him only got worse but the burning tightness in his gut also signaled how close he was. HIs body was sensitive from how long he had been slowly teased, that this pitiful stimulation was enough to drive him over the edge. Except of course Zhongli, despite not being in the room, was not going to let him off that easily. Just as he felt the rushing of release from his cock, the bindings tightened almost painfully. A desperate, angry growl escaped along with threats and howls of frustration. So close, he had been so close. It was torture. He cursed at Zhongli one last time before he felt a sudden tug on his restraints. His body shifted backwards and his legs spread to that painful position, his asshole popping over the knot. His whole body ached as it was stretched beyond what he would ever find comfortable. Even before in his desperate focus on release, he hadn’t gotten this low before. The knot reached only slightly deeper inside of him, but the tightened restraints meant he couldn’t lift off of it anymore. Or move at all, he now noticed. His cock now bounced against the floor as it twtiched post-orgasm from the fall sheathing him on the stupid protrusion on the floor. It was almost like Zhongli was telling him that if he wanted to come on that knott so badly, he was free to squeeze around it all he wanted. Childe knew exactly what Zhongli would be thinking. He could struggle alone all he wanted but he would never get release until he submitted to the punishment and waited for his boyfriend’s cock to drive him into orgasm after overstimulated orgasm.
And now that he couldn’t lose himself into chasing the friction, Childe was once again left to feel his body twitching in hunger and desire. He wanted to feel Zhongli’s hands around him, pressing into his body as his mouth trailed kisses and bites over his chest. Childe moaned Zhongli’s name, trying to lose himself in his imagination now. He was drooling, saliva building up. He thought about the things he would eat when he was finally released from here. Started to dream of the heavy pounding of Zhongli’s thick cock inside of himself, to finally feel something drive the itch deep within him away. “Zhongli. Zhongli. Please. I want you. Mmmph. Ah. Master. Love. My dragon. I want you. I ache for you.” Childe slumped down, relaxing his limbs as best he could as he moaned loudly towards the door. He didn’t care if Zhongli responded anymore. His lewd calls were as much for himself now as they were for Zhongli.
He would wait. Even as the pain gnawed at his stomach and his cock ached. He could feel precum dripped down the length of his dick, the constraints loosening enough for the pressure of release to build again before tightening once more. It seemed like the geo pulses were coming more and more frequently now. Harder. Had it been a timer? Childe couldn’t think, just kept moaning with discontent sobs as wave after wave washed over him. The brand burned now, rumbling out those smaller vibrations from before between every big pulse. It felt like too much and not enough all at once. He felt overstimulated and numb, but also like every exposed inch of him thrummed with electricity. His eyes watered and with a cry he came, but his dick still couldn’t release. Everything kept building up as the intensity grew until the restraints tightened so much it hurt and stayed that way. Childe’s vision filled with white as one last pulse seemed to slam against his insides and he felt the give as his dick spurted release after painful release. His head fell forward, his eyes hazily staring at the ground but not being able to see anything that was around him. In his hazy state, he could barely hear the click of the door as it slid open.
Zhongli walked in to see Childe shivering from overstimulation, legs spread open on the ground. He could see the silly boy’s hole twitching around the small geo construct he had grown on the ground, knowing it would only bring unsatisfied agony to his love if he had chosen to try getting off on it. His cock was limp on the floor, spent and laying in a puddle of his own cum. Even now, with every resonance of the cock ring, it would twitch and cause Childe to let out a pitiful sob. His no doubt over sensitive dick hurting at every tight squeeze. Zhongli watched as it tightened, the loose skin bulgings slightly around the rings. Tears left streaks down his cheeks and pooled in his eyes. It must hurt by now, having cum so many times in such quick succession. Even now, Zhongli watched as the dick pitifully spurted out nearly clear liquid. His nipples were bright red and puffy, and one of the clamps had actually popped off from how swollen the nipple had become. And Childe’s face, oh his beautiful dazed face. Zhongli couldn’t tell if it was hunger for food or sex that had Childe’s mouth limply hung open, drooling. Tongue lolled out as short pants mixed with cute little moans and sobs. Zhongli could only imagine how much his asshole was twitching right now, begging for Zhongli’s cock to reach deep within and thoroughly pound the Harbinger’s slutty prostate. He reached out, bringing Childe’s face up so they could look at each other. He saw the accusation in those eyes. ‘You left me alone and ignored me.’ Though he felt a bit bad about ignoring the growing concern that came from his lover’s shouts, it wouldn’t have been a true punishment if he gave in the moment his baby started to cry out for him.
“Well, you seem to have fully suffered the consequences of breaking your contract.” Zhongli smiled sweetly at Childe, his thumb rubbing comforting circles on his cheek. He closed his eyes as he savored the comfort after so long without it. Childe wanted to press into the touch, but he felt dizzy and weak still. His stomach growled and the pains grew as it clenched. “Oh, my poor baby.” Zhongli never called him that outside of plays. Were they still going? Childe was so hungry though, he didn’t think he could stand it if Zhongli told him to wait for him longer. “Would you like something to eat?” Weakly Childe nodded in relief, giving a soft whine of discontent. After a pause, he heard the clinking of a belt.
Childe’s eyes widened as he felt the cock knock lightly into his cheek as it popped out from under the underwear’s band. It was hot and already dripping, precum trailing down his cheek. Wide, blown out eyes stared up at his lover in shock. “You’ll drink it all like a good boy, right? I heard warm milk is good for an upset stomach.” Zhongli began to lightly rock his hips, his dick dragging slowly back and forth across Childe’s face. Every now and then, the tip caught on Childe’s lips and pressed gently into his tongue simply sitting in his mouth, but he would always pull back out before Childe could begin to suck on him. “Would you like me to fill your stomach with my special milk? Should I feed you until you’re bloated with my seed?” Zhongli began to rub Childe’s stomach, feeling the vibrations of it rumble. “I’ll ask you this once, my love. Do you want to stop and go eat the food I’ve made for you or would you like to milk my cock until you're nice and full?”
Zhongli had made him food? Childe whined, frowning. He was so hungry it physically hurt. He was sure cum was not going to drive away this pain. Realistically, Zhongli was letting him get out of his full punishment in case it was too hard. On the other hand, he remembered the feeling of agony earlier as his cock strained and his stomach seized. The feeling of releasing but not feeling satisfied from the aching need of his hunger. Childe had no problem admitting it inwardly to himself. It had felt good, really good. The masochistic wants within Childe made him open his mouth wide, blown out eyes gazing up at Zhongli for instructions. His spent dick twitch, already painfully lifting as blood pooled and started to harden it again. Everything ached and throbbed, like his whole body was resonating with Zhongli’s power within him. He wanted Zhongli to make him swallow so much cum that his body distorted and globs of cum were leaking back into his mouth because he couldn’t hold it all down within him.
Zhongli watched with a pleased expression as his lover debated what he wanted, finally deciding to fully submit to him with such an appetizing expression. Their food would grow cold, but Zhongli didn’t mind heating it back up. Right now, he just wanted to fuck his cock down his lover’s throat until the echoing sounds of his stomach were drowned out with the sloshing of Zhongli’s seed inside him.