the flower that shattered the stone

Summary: Zhongli is pleased with them, smiling, fingers curled around his glass of wine. His long hair is loose, and Zhongli will always be the most handsome man Childe has ever met, but especially like this. "I didn't think you'd wish to partake in this human celebration, Xiao," he says.
The adepti in halfway into Zhongli's lap, his hands sliding under the other man's open vest. "Your mortal requested my assistance with a gift," Xiao says.
Rated: Explicit