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WHO: Keqing and Zhongli
WHAT: Spicy contracts
WHERE: Keqing’s home
WARNING(S): NSFW

The fact that Keqing holds a certain… appreciation for Liyue’s now-former Archon is, perhaps, not as much of a secret as she’d like for it to be. Her friends all know about it, and a few of her co-workers know about it, and now, Rex Lapis himself knows about it.

Or… well. She can only assume he’s well-aware of her devotion, given their current position.

She’s seated in his lap in the comfort of her bedroom, and she’s stripped him out of the fine, ornate suit he always wears, leaving him bare from the waist up as he lays out across her mattress. There’s admiration written all over the way Keqing looks at him, her gaze fond, and then she leans down, brushing her lips against the hollow of his throat.

“… let me take care of you, alright?” she murmurs, trailing a series of brief, little kisses down his chest, warm and open-mouthed. The fact that this is the man (the Archon) that shaped the country she loves so dearly hangs heavily in the back of her mind, even as she slips a hand between their bodies to palm the front of his slacks. “You can, ah… consider that as one of the terms of our contract, if you want, Zhongli.”

She’ll keep his secret— and be with him, for as long as he’ll have her— if he grants her this one privilege. Nevermind that she’d probably do that even if he didn’t agree to her request; it’s a little easier to put the fact that she wants to pay him worship out there when she frames it like that.

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If you had told Zhongli that merely a year ago that he would relinquish his powers as Geo Archon, walking the waking world as a common man he would have scoffed at the very notion. But now, here in this very moment was another matter entirely, ensnared by perhaps the most impious of all the Qixing; Keqing. She had always been very outspoken about her political views and the some would say 'old' practices of Rex Lapis, though instead of being met with anger the man had nothing but praise for her. Liyue needed people like her now more than ever that he stepped down, contented to live his life as a mortal being admired by a certain someone who stumbled upon his dearest secret. Keqing swearing to keep it safe although it came with terms of her own that he was...not expecting however at first.

Splayed out now upon the mattress in her bedroom, Zhongli let out a small sigh in both bliss and contentment as the other lingered over top him, a hint of a smile forming at the tip of his lips in utter amusement. A simplistic nod is given off as a hand moves to brush the tendrils of hair hiding her gaze from view as she laved at the flesh of his neck. A hushed bit of laughter erupts deep from his chest, cupping her cheek gently as his thumb ran over her lower lip looking her more directly in the eyes if only for a moment as he ushered forth. "How could I deny such divine worship." More of a statement than question as the hand moves from her face to the curve of her hip, holding her gingerly as he watched on with bated breath.

A brow cocked curiously when she mentioned this perhaps being a term of their contract, smiling a little to himself at the thought but ultimately decides to shake his head. "As you wish...however." A small pause as he moves his left hand to tip her chin, forcing her gaze once more as he made his intentions clear. "This is far more complex than any 'contract' in memories past. I assure you, Keqing."

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If she didn’t know who Zhongli was already, the sound of his laughter rumbling deep in his chest would give it away, surely. The first time she’d stood by his side is still fresh in her mind, like it had happened only yesterday; it isn’t every day that someone gets to head the Rite of Descension, after all, and it’s even more rare for one of the Qixing to get a laugh out of Rex Lapis with their speech…

So, maybe that’s why it’s enough to make color rise to her cheeks, staining them splotchy and rose-pink. Thanks to their current proximity, that flush of hers is rather apparent, too, in spite of the dim, yellow lamp-light that washes over them.

“Is that so…” The words leave her in a rush of air, like she’s breathing them out more than she’s speaking them, and she averts her gaze, if only for a moment. It’s entirely possible that having his attention on her like this, having his hands on her body and his eyes on hers, leaves her feeling the tiniest bit shy.

It’s a feat not many are capable of, but… Zhongli isn’t just anybody, is he? In her eyes, he’s a man that’s capable of moving mountains, of felling the mightiest of foes. He’s an ideal that she’s chasing after, as she fulfills her duties as Yuheng. So, maybe it’s only natural that he’s able to sway her heart like this.

“I thought you might appreciate that. Since you’re…” Rex Lapis, she almost says, but the name gets caught in her throat, and she promptly swallows it down. “… so fond of things like that.”

… that’s a more gentle way of putting it. Almost uncharacteristically so, even.

“If you’d rather I think of this in different terms, though… I’m not opposed.”

She likes him too much to turn her nose up at anything he might be willing to offer her, even if her reputation as a skeptic suggests otherwise.

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While Keqing was not wrong in her assumption, deeply respecting the fact that she was trying so hard to appease him given his former standing although no longer the Geo Archon in full. After relinquishing his Gnosis to the Fatui in a mutual agreement, one that would hopefully see Liyue remain untouched by their hand in the coming days, Zhongli had truly begun to embrace his newfound station as a mere mortal. Despite this it would still be troublesome if the other Qixing had unveiled his secret to the world in its entirety, truly thankful for his companion's discretion.

As the sea of red flushed over her face, shyly turning astray momentarily the sincere smile returned over his features. She was truly beautiful, a woman any man should find lucky to have at their side. On top of that with Keqing as his confidant his desire or need of Mora would surely go without issue, no longer leaning constantly on Childe as his coin purse. But that was neither here nor there, Zhongli's thoughts focusing completely on the maiden before him once more. "Your respect and admiration for my former station will always be appreciated. Though I lay before you now as a mortal man no longer burdened by my Adepti duties."

Pulling the hand away from her hip he used the arm to prop himself up a bit to close the distance between their faces, hovering mere inches from her own now as he continued on in a sensual whisper. "To share one's self with those we love and cherish, body and mind completely is to be human, correct?" Lips tantalizingly close, hot breathe cascading past parted lips to breeze over her own with every word. "Now then...Show me the extent of your desire, Keqing."

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… ah. That faint flush of hers only gets worse as he expresses his appreciation for her, and by the time that he closes most of the distance that sits between them, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Keqing’s face matches the vibrant, red silk flowers that dot the scenery of Liyue Harbor.

With his sweet breath fanning warmly across her mouth and his voice echoing in her ears, it takes real, genuine effort for her not to silence him before he even finishes speaking— but, she can be patient. It might not be the trait she’s most well-known for (… in fact, the very opposite might be true), but she can manage, surely.

“I’m a little surprised…” Her answer to his question comes in the form of a whisper, no louder than his own voice had just been. “I didn’t think you’d pick up on that kind of thing so quickly.”

Then again, maybe she shouldn’t be surprised; if trying to fill his shoes and lead Liyue in his stead has taught Keqing anything, it’s that there’s very little he can’t do. Her traitorous heart stutters in her chest as she considers the best way to tackle his request, and she swallows thickly. A little shift forward leaves her nose brushing his, and then she adds,

“This… might be the best way to show you.”

This being the kiss she grants him with in the next moment, warm and just a little bit eager. Almost immediately, her eyes slip shut, and her lips part, tongue slipping out to trace along the seam of his mouth in a way that can only be described as tender.

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Zhongli would have smiled once more in turn if his mouth had not been seized by his newfound companion, leaning into the wanton embrace as his own eyes slide shut falling into place along with hers. The supple brush of her tongue against his lower lip causes a visible shiver to run down his spine with utter delight, parting them to allow her wet appendage entrance. Diligently the former Geo Archon moved to press the tip of his tongue to her own before quickly swirling it in an intimate dance, groan vibrating between them ushered forward as he succumbs to the natural pleasure of the delectable kiss. If this is what it truly meant to be loved, sharing with one another unparalleled bliss in the comfort of each others arms the man could certainly get used to it.

The first to pull away with a satisfied hum, Zhongli simply smiles warmly as his eyes open half lidded, mesmerized by the supple flesh of her lips still basking in the afterglow whilst knowing they had barely just begun. "A valiant showing, Keqing..." Words drifting off as he leans up more, weight shifting from his arm to sit up completely now. By now the simplistic ministrations of her palming to the front of his pants countered by her soft kiss were more than enough to stir his arousal onwards, pants evidently tented now as she takes her place in his awaiting lap.

"Allow me to assist you with these taxing garments for equivalent exchange is important in any contract." A coy smirk forming over his features as deft fingers move to the fastenings at the back of her dress, plucking the strings free to let it go slack leaving the rest to her.

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Something sparks within her when she feels him shiver beneath her, and Keqing sighs into their kiss, pleased by his reaction and the softness of his tongue tangling with her own. It’d be a lie to say she hasn’t wondered, idly, what it might be like to pay the Archon she so privately idolizes this sort of attention, to know him intimately and show him the true depth of her devotion to him— and now that she has a face to put to his name, she’s sure that it’s a thought that will occupy her mind more often than ever.

The form he’s chosen is… pleasing, after all. Warm and handsome and solid. She’d have to be blind not to appreciate it.

Keqing shifts as he sits up, sliding her hand up from the tent in his slacks to trail it over his stomach, his chest. They’ve barely begun, but she’s already itching to memorize every inch of him.

“Please do,” she murmurs, sounding the tiniest bit breathless as she feels her dress go slack. In response, she shimmies it lower, slipping her arms free of the sleeves, until the fine, silky fabric pools around the flare of her hips, leaving her effectively bare from the waist up. Like this, the pink flush crawling down her throat toward her chest might be all too obvious, but she makes no move to obscure it.

Let him see it, and let him understand the effect he has on her; it’s only fair, probably.

“I’ll have to move, to get the rest of it off…”

Which would mean getting off of him, even if only for a moment. The way she’s watching him, bright-eyed and just slightly hungry, says that’s the last thing she wants, though.

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Thankfully for the pair of them his form taken was suitable on multiple fronts, though Zhongli was certainly oblivious to the temptation his looks might have provoked upon her until now. As her hands caress over the sculpted flesh of his torso the muscles underneath contort ever so whimsically in a sight for her eyes only, sought after prize of the Geo Archon quite literally under her fingertips as lips part slightly letting out a contented sigh. Leaning in his nose brushed back against her own again in an affectionate gesture, hazy gaze holding her own as she removed the strappings of her dress to leave her own torso bare to the elements.

Amber eyes shift down her bountiful figure before placing a chaste kiss to Keqing's lips, finger tips that once were at her dress coursing up her spine and over her slender frame. "Nothing but time is availed to us on this eve. Stay your place if only just a moment longer..." Words drifting off as his lips sought purchase with hers in a passionate embrace, tilting his head just a bit to deepen it as his eyes fall shut and succumbs to his natural instincts.

Hands move from their station to mold over the curve of each breast, thumbs tenderly brushing over the sensitive apex of her nipples to further stimulate her senses. Keqing was not the only one whom knew how to properly worship those he held dear and tonight he would surely prove it. Pulling away from the heated kiss with a satisfied hum, Zhongli silently moved his face to the crock of her neck, featherlight kisses laying siege to her neckline coursing just below the lobe of her left ear before intimately whispering out. "It would seem I too wish to worship the beauty set forth before me...Some might say a goddess bound by flesh."

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Trust a god to want to take it slow, she thinks, as his fingers trail warmth up the curve of her back. In this respect, they’re quite different— though, that probably isn’t much of a secret. Where Zhongli seems to be content to take his time with her, Keqing’s penchant for quick and easy efficiency is a difficult thing to snuff out.

Just like she’s found herself trying to follow in his footsteps as she attempts to fill his shoes, though… this is perhaps something she could stand to learn from him. There’s likely more pleasure to be found in taking things slowly and really, truly savoring one’s partner, rather than hurrying through.

So, even if her eager hands skate shamelessly over smooth skin and firm muscle, tracing nonsense patterns across his chest, his sides, and even what she can reach of his arms, Keqing meets his kiss. Her lips are pliant against his, like there’s a part of her that wants nothing more than to melt against him, but then— the pads of his thumbs against the sensitive peak of her nipples brings her right back into the moment, sharpening her senses as a quiet gasp finds its way out of her.

“Th- that’s ridiculous…” she murmurs, even as she’s tipping her head to give him more space to work with, as he peppers her throat with gentle kisses. Keqing squirms in his lap, tentatively rolling her hips against his as her arms encircle his shoulders, holding him a bit closer, and then she adds, “I’m… probably the last person in all of Liyue that you could say that about.”

In spite of her (very, very weak) protests, though, the color splashed across her skin is already growing darker, and hotter. He’s making her blush, so she can’t mind his comparison too terribly much.

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Patience is a virtue and Keqing would certainly learn that in due time with the Geo Archon, taking things slow and steady now as he planned to memorize every ounce of supple flesh before him. Knowing all too well her knack for quick yet efficient solutions might cause impatience, Zhongli would simply have to teach her to enjoy the time they had together this evening by bestowing his own worship in turn, building up to the main course at hand. If she was to become his true successor in Liyue and guide their people in the coming days there was much to learn but there was nothing but time that availed him now.

Lips finally pull away satisfied just below the lobe of her left ear, whispering out ever so sensually now with a shake of his head given off. "A God knows when to show strength through unity and face tough decisions in along their journey but do what they must in the best interest of their people. Much like yourself, Keqing." Skilled digits continue their ministrations over the curve of her breasts until finally his right hand moves to cup her chin, tilting head and forcing the Qixing's gaze. "I shall be there as your guiding hand." He saw much of his youthful enthusiasm in her and with his knowledge of ages past would help bring forth great prosperity to their home and usher in a new era.

Without word or warning Zhongli's arms wrap about her waist and shifts his weight to slowly move the pair of them to the edge of the bed with his legs dangling off towards the floor ready to move upon her will. "Perhaps we should remedy these taxing garments now as it would be most beneficial for the both of us in kind." It would appear his own patience had begun to grow thin, tenting at the front of his pants making them rather uncomfortable.

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It’s hard to think— let alone protest— when he speaks to her like that, and the way he continues to touch her only makes it worse. His ministrations earn him a quiet whimper, one that she tries (and fails) to bite back, along with a little hitch, as she rolls her hips against his. Even with the barrier of her underthings and his slacks in the way, it feels good to be able to sate herself like this, in preparation for the main event.

“… I’m glad,” she decides, softly. For all she might’ve made a name for herself as a skeptic (and for all she stands by much of what she’d said, before Rex Lapis seemingly took his leave), there’s comfort in having him around. In knowing that he’ll be here to lead her in the right direction, as she feels her way through… whatever this is. “I’ll admit, I was… really starting to feel your absence.”

Or, perhaps more accurately: she was starting to miss him. How fortunate, then, that she was able to learn that he’d been under her nose this entire time, living a normal life as a (mostly) normal man… Keqing isn’t one to chalk things up to fate, but in this specific case, she might be willing to make an exception of sorts.

His slow movement toward the edge of the bed is a good distraction from the implication of that, though, and she’s rather quick to seize the opportunity that’s been granted to her. As she slips off of his lap, she pauses to murmur,

“I’m… inclined to agree. Leave it to me, alright?”

Carefully, Keqing moves to stand in the space between his legs, and shimmies her dress the rest of the way off in a simple movement; her tights follow, falling into a heap on the floor beneath their feet after she skims them down her legs, and then— after a brief moment of consideration— she raises her arms to let her hair loose of its usual style.

It’d probably only wind up mussed in the end, anyway.

After that, she turns her attention to Zhongli. Her gaze lingers on the tent in his slacks for a moment, appreciatively, and then she reaches out to make quick work of the button and fly, to hopefully provide him a bit of much-needed relief.

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A rather odd, almost sickly feeling churned in the pit of his stomach, heartstrings plucked variably as Keqing spoke her mind. Too long had feelings of devotion and longing been stripped of his memory, Qixing stirring forth emotions long since forgotten. Of course the admiration and love for his homeland had not faltered; this was a different matter entirely, sharing one's self with another in unbridled passion far more complex. Thankfully for the pair of them this conundrum could be easily rectified as they basked in each other now, pleasurable bliss certainly soon to be had.

A simple nod is given off at her request, shimmying from her position in his lap to sensually remove the rest of her clothing. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Zhongli's jaw went slack as amber eyes traced every curve of her perfect figure. "I was certainly not mistaken, for such beauty would make even the most seasoned Adepti gasp in awe." Smiling boldly as he watched in bated breath as her digits now moved to the front of his slacks.

Once undone a contented sigh left his parted lips, certainly thankful for the slight reprieve though not quite enough. A brow cocks curiously as she peels his trousers next in a swift motion, undergarments soon to follow leaving him bare to the elements in turn arousal springing forth instantaneously thanks to her efforts. "I hope this form taken on this venture is to your liking, Keqing." Sitting motionlessly, waiting for her to make the next move as he admired her own bodice silently.

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“Flattery will get you nowhere, Zhongli…”

And yet, she can feel fresh warmth rising to her cheeks. So, maybe she’s just trying to save face, to some degree. Maybe it’s easier to accept his praise if she tells herself it’s nothing more than a handful of pretty words— even if some small, selfish part of her wants to believe there’s more to it than that.

After all, it’d be a boldfaced lie to say her own feelings don’t run rather deep. She holds a deep reverence for Rex Lapis. And for the mortal Zhongli…

Well. The response she gives to his question ought to shed some light on how she feels about him:

“… yeah. It is.”

Her appreciation is equally strong, even if it comes in a slightly different shape. He’s wise, and kind, and easy to be around… and, laid out before her now, body bared, the thought that he’s lovely comes to her as naturally as breathing.

Keqing’s hands rest on his thighs, and then she settles in before him, legs tucked under her body as she kneels on the floor.

“I can’t help feeling that you chose to look like this on purpose.” She doesn’t sound like she minds, though. In fact, she punctuates that gentle accusation by leaning forward, until the soft pout of her lips skims against his arousal in a little kiss. “No human man should be this good-looking.”

… maybe that should’ve been her first clue that she was dealing with someone of a more divine nature?

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The former Geo Archon could have laughed aloud at the initial sentiment in utter amusement but opted to simply smirk boldly as he lays out on the bed splayed out before Keqing. Intimate gaze traces every inch of supple flesh before she disappears between his legs, parting them ever so justly to get a better view of the fair maiden.

If there was certainly anyway to prove her divine worship that would certainly do the trick, train of thought completely overtaken by the immediate press of soft lips to the length of his member. Jaw goes slack as his amber eyes stayed fixated on her magenta own, gulping visibly as he recollects himself enough to speak forth.

"A suitable appearance was chosen that would best represent the bountiful and whimsical nature to one of Liyue's citizens of that I assure you." An honest enough response that perhaps dodged her desired answers but certainly one that did not deny such claims on her part in turn. "Man or myth such high praise will earn you favor in due time, Keqing."

Lips parting ushering out a soft groan as his companion's mouth ghosted across his cock. Silently watching with baited breathe, Zhongli simply stayed motionless for the time being as he watched on, growing accustom to the pleasurable sensations coursing through his now human limbs.

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There’s something satisfying about watching his reactions, and it’s written all over Keqing’s face as she studies the way he looks at her, and the visible bob of his throat as he swallows. It’s enough to make her lips curve into a small, subtle smile, even as she shifts forward to repeat that little motion all over again, lips pressing briefly against the velvety, warm skin of his shaft.

“Mm. I think… just between you and I, I’ve already done plenty to earn your favor.” Maybe not here and now— not yet, at least, though they’re on the right track— but… generally speaking. In the time since he left Liyue in the Qixing’s hands, she’s spent dozens of sleepless nights hunched over her desk, pouring every bit of effort she can possibly muster into leading his country in the right direction. And then, there’s her devotion to him…

Surely those are things that a god, retired or not, would appreciate?

“But, if you’d like me to work a little harder…”

… well. She can do that, too. It’s what she’s best at, after all, and she’s all too eager to demonstrate; her hands lift to settle against Zhongli’s thighs, to keep herself steady, and then she dips forward again. This time, though, her lips part, and her mouth envelops the tip of his cock experimentally, like she’s trying to feel him out a bit, to see what he might like best.