TW: dub-con(?), manipulation, intoxicated sex, if there are any more let me know.
I just want to make this clear, if you are drunk you CANNOT properly consent to having sex there a reason why I put the trigger warning
Zhongli has always been first, the first one to be created, the first one you pulled. He would also be the first one to defend you, to kill any naysayers that don’t believe you’re really the creator.
But when you returned from the abyss, something was wrong. You weren’t his creator… you became different. Your once unblemished skin, now covered in pitch black areas and scars.
He should’ve protected you, he shouldn’t have listed when you insisted that you were going alone. Regardless, he’ll still stand by you, even now.
When you invite him to have some osmanthus wine with you, he accepts. It doesn’t matter if you’re different, you still have your memories of drinking with him so he didn’t find it suspicious. Nothing will go wrong, right?
“Come on Morax, drink some more.” You’re clearly drunk, even he could tell. “Come on Morax, it’s just us up here. Let loose and let me help you fix your erosion. Let your creator, let me… help you.” Your hand moves to his crotch palming his bulge through his pants. Unknowingly to him, spreading the corruption that you’re affected with, over to him.
He really didn’t want to but it feels so good, your offer to stop his memories from eroding away and you palming him through his pants. He just couldn’t resist any more.
He took his shirt off, allowing you to see the scars he endured during the archon war and cataclysm. In return you took yours off as well, uncovering more of your corrupted body. In the heat of the moment, he kissed you, his hands making their way down to the waistband of your pants and pulling them off, leaving you stark naked.
You did the same, forcing his pants off leaving you both naked, never breaking from the kiss. Your hand makes its way down to his ass and you insert a digit in making him gasp, allowing you to take control. Allowing you to spread your corruption to him.
You insert another finger into him and spread him open, once you think he’s open enough, you turn him around and insert yourself into him. Burying yourself all the way to the hilt as you hit his prostate head on. He moans in pleasure at first but he feels like something isn’t right. “Creator, something…” you cut him off with a kiss and say “you wanted this remember, even if you didn’t say it I know what you’re thinking.” If you say he wanted this, then it must be true, right?
But your voice didn’t sound right to him, like there was another person speaking at the same time, from the same mouth. But he’s so lost in pleasure from your cock, all he can think about is how good your making him feel, not noticing how you’re not yourself anymore, but more like a vessel for the abyss and how you’re corrupting him as well.
After what feels like hours you’re now only a vessel for the abyss as well as fully corrupting and breaking Zhongli.
He’s always been your first, why not corrupt him first as well.
This is my first time making smut and it is basically what was going through my head when I saw the reblogged post so I know it’s terrible. If/when I get better at writing smut i’ll try and change any parts that seem weird.
