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It was a time of rest. A time when he allowed himself to relax just enough that he wouldn’t have to keep up the appearance of a human anymore.
The long amber horns were allowed to sprout from his temples, while his long tail resembling that color of oudh wood was permitted to spread itself across the fine sheets that Wangshu Inn provided.
And yet, now you have spread yourself across him. . .
This certainly wasn’t the plan, but can anything ever go accordingly when it comes to you?
Zhongli wasn't expecting to be in such a vulnerable position with you. He was typically vigilant about hiding his dragon-like form, dismissing himself from your company to his own room for the night before unwinding.
But tonight, Wangshu Inn was fully booked except for one solitary room.
With only one bed.
You fussed about the arrangement, but Zhongli merely chuckled, assuring you that as long as you were comfortable, he did not mind the prospect of sharing.
So the two of you shared this bed together. Zhongli had thought absolutely nothing of it. He'll just retain his human form all night.
Well, that was the plan. Until he felt your weight dip the other side of the mattress, settling so comfortably against his form as you quickly dozed off. He could smell the sweet scent of your perfume, feel the soft cotton of your nightgown against him. It was just so. . .cozy. Warm and safe
Soon enough, Zhongli could feel his human form slipping, sprouting those more dragon-like traits without him noticing.
Well. . . Then he'll just wake up before your pretty eyes even think to flutter open. Zhongli will change back and you'll never be the wiser to this altered state he finds himself in now.
Yes, a fine plan.
(And one that would let him indulge in the warmth and comfort of you as he dozed off.)
But, of course, that's when you saw fit to strike upon him.
It had all started so innocently. Just you clinging to him, snuggled up so cutely even as he faced away from you. You had been positioned against him, cradling his back as you spooned his resting form. His great tail was in between those soft thighs, but Zhongli had decent enough self-control to ignore it.
That’s when he first felt the thrust of your hips.
He was on the cusp of waking and asleep until the sudden motion enticed him away from the edge.
He thought nothing much of it. Just the shifting of your body to a more comfortable position. He was settling in to his pillow once again when he felt the rock of hips against his tail again.
A gasp was caught in his throat, unsure if what happened wasn't just an active imagination on his part. Zhongli held his breath, waiting to see if it was just a trick of his mind.
And then there it was again. A long, drawn out stroke of your hips. And this time, the heavenly sigh of your voice to accompany it.
Zhongli grit his teeth, listening intently for any sign that you had awoken, but all that graced his ears was your soft snores accompanied by tiny little whimpers escaping you.
Unknowingly, in a fit of passion only clear to you in whatever blissful dream your sleeping form had conjured up, you were nonetheless grinding upon Zhongli’s ridged tail in what was now becoming a slow, yet steady pace.
“A-ah~ excuse me,” He stuttered, barely able to process the scene enfolding behind him. He stumbled over his words, desperately searching for any way to wake you up without mortifying the two of you. “You seem to be-aah!” Zhongli couldn’t contain that little outburst. He gasped at the steady friction you provided.
Zhongli couldn’t believe the circumstances. He turned his head, chancing a look back upon your peaceful form.
Sure enough you were still soundly asleep, unaware of the lewd situation playing out before you.
It didn’t help that his tail was overly sensitive to stimuli (something left over from more primordial days) and especially that of your wet cunt catching on each prominent bump along his long tail.
“A-ah, wait, that’s. . . nngh!” Zhongli tried to protest. He knew the implications this would have if you were to wake up and discover more than just the illicit situation you found yourselves in.
But Zhongli had desired you for so long. Thought about just what noises you would make in circumstances like this long before he found himself here tonight. And now it was all coming true. Right in his ear.
And right against him. . .
Fuck. Your needy pussy humping his sensitive tail was just too much. The worst part is he could feel just exactly how wet you had gotten using him to get yourself off. He grasps at the waistband of his pants, dragging them down and letting his already weeping cock spring forth from the cotton confines.
It’d shame him to admit just how quickly this little routine had him stiff and aching in his pants. But his self restraint had already eroded to much.
If you were enjoying yourself, perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to indulge himself as well?
Zhongli took his cock in hand and began to slowly stroke, focusing on the distinct feeling of you moving against him. He bit his tongue, willing any moans to die on his lips before he dares disturbs your slumber.
It continued like that for archons knows how long. The thrust of your hips, followed by Zhongli silencing his moans and fisting his cock quicker, all while enduring all those sweet little whimpers escaping you as you chased your own pleasure on his tail.
It was too much. Too much stimulation, too many little sounds. The slick of your cunt against him, the wet noise of him fucking his own fist, the knowledge that you were so close, using him to get yourself off while that pretty little head dreamt about all sorts of perverse things.
Too much. Too much. He’s gonna-!
He comes with a particularly deep grind of your twitching pussy gliding against his now glistening scales. He clasped a trembling hand over his mouth, willing himself quieter as dragon fangs catch against his palm, feeling himself finally come undone. He basks in the sensation of you humping so diligently against his most vulnerable area as he spills his thick load all over himself.
He panted, tremors still finding their way through his body as he lay spent, thighs and stomach covered in his seed.
He gasped, moaning and twitching in the aftermath.
Yet you still continued.
Fuck. Fuck. Archons, you weren’t stopping-!
You kept on grinding onto his newly overstimmed tail, letting out those sweet little whimpers, chasing that high while Zhongli has to sit and bear this whole lewd scene as he writhed and panted against you.
This was going to be a long night. . .