[ Childe's eyes widen at Zhongli's words, stunned to hear them. He can feel it, though, that these aren't just words, they're real emotions. Zhongli is really feeling such things...? Perhaps he should be more reserved and withhold assumptions, but as Zhongli just mentioned this place is not what it seems. The same that affects Zhongli has Childe eager to believe the words means something truly special, that Zhongli saying such while dragging their bodies closer, by pulling him down into a heated kiss like that this is ... passion. Not simple lust, not just their electrifying compatibility seeming to lead them into sex again and again.

(That's not possible, a small voice, says. Even if Zhongli feels that way, that doesn't mean he understands it or views it the same way, but Childe is so impatient, so needy and desperate to hang Zhongli's fill attention, he discards the warning his own mind attempts to issue. It's easier to go with the emotion, to get wrapped up in his impatience and Zhongli's face with his cheeks blushing like that really does something to him—)

The kiss causes his senses to haze over, deep blue eyes large with pupils dilated as he catches his breath before he's pressing himself firmly against Zhongli's chest, as he holds him close. There's a spark of mischief, a spark of intense interest before he speaks so sweetly that most wouldn't initially believe the content said upon hearing it. ]

Let me make love to you, Xiangsheng. Please. I hated you being away from me, I just wanted to be in your arms again. Let me show you how much I need you... simply because I want you. With me.

[ he can't bring himself to say love. In truth he understands the word and feels it may fit here, but he can't tell if simply he loves Zhongli or is in love with him. The only thing Childe is certain of is that he doesn't just want to fuck, he wants this to mean something. ]

I'll make it good for you... Let me give you my heart, so you'll never lose me.