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Zhongli sprinted across the city floor gasping for breath, "Come on.. I just need to get home" he ducked behind a trashcan as the men chasing him ran past. He glanced down at the bag of food he held in his hand.. Personally he never liked the idea of stealing but it would help his family survive...
Hen noticed a small hole in his bag, he was about to try and close it up-- "Hey! I see you boy!" Zhongli flinched at the voice and quickly sprinted off. He couldn't be caught, not now of all times. The harsh cold of Snezhnaya barely allowed him and his family to survive, if he got caught now they would starve and freeze to death.
He ran as long as his legs could carry him before he finally stopped hearing the guards chasing after him. He sat against a tree gasping for air while trying to keep himself warm. He was halfway home already.. He could make it before sunset if he ran, he grabbed the bag of food and ran home.
"Mom! I'm home!" Zhongli shouted as he stepped through the front door, the moment he stepped inside he froze in fear. There in front of him stood two Snezhnaya guards.. How did they find him?..
"You there boy. We got information from our neighboring city of Liyue that you and you're family are illegal immigrants and have committed tax fraud, and pile that on top of you stealing... Such crimes can be punishable by death." The guard on the left glanced at his family.
"We didn't have to try hard to find you...you left an actual trail of bread crumbs to your home." The guard on the right scoffed
"Such miserable pests. We're doing you a favor. The snowy weather will only get worse these next few months so we'll be putting you out of your misery--" One of the guards were cut off by a figure walking into the house
"Now now gentlemen, you mustn't get too ahead of yourselves~" The voice sounded gentle, yet gave an unnerving feeling. The guards immediately bowed in the others presence.
"P-Prince Tartaglia! What are you doing here, sir?" One guard asked, Zhongli couldn't help but turn to face the so called "prince".. as soon as he turned around they had locked eyes for a mere second. As amber met the ocean blue eyes, fear had went through Zhongli's entire body. Something-- no everything was telling him to be wary, the dullness of Tartaglia's eyes, the sweet yet sickening smile...that tone in his voice... all were major red flags.
"Well~ Well~ Well~... What do we have here?~ a family of illegal immigrants and a thief hm?" Tartaglia eyed Zhongli up and down for a split second before turning to the guards.\
Tartaglia was able to see the amber fade of Zhongli's chocolate brown hair, his amber eyes were breath taking~.. The slim waist of his body seemed so perfect. He was the idle body type most would want. Though he was far too skinny right now.. Maybe he could fill him up in two separate ways later~..
"Do whatever you please with the mother and father... But take this one into custody and put him in the carriage. I want to speak to him privately" Tartaglia gave a slight smirk which Zhongli could not find the true intentions of. No matter how long he stared at Tartaglia's face, there wasn't any real emotion in it.
"W-Wait- No! What are you doing to my mom?!" Zhongli tried to pull on of the guards off his unconscious mother which only caused him to be slapped in the face by the other guard.
He was dragged outside his home, it was useless to try and escape. His fate has been sealed in a bottle and given to no one other than Prince Tartaglia.
He was tossed on the carriage and before he could barely stand up it started moving. He glanced up a bit and was met face to face with Tartaglia who was sitting in one of the carriage's chairs.
"So then. What's you're name?"
No answer
"Its quite rude to not respond to your seniors." Tartaglia grabbed Zhongli's ponytail and lifted him up, which made Zhongli let out a cry in pain.
"I asked you a question." Tartaglia's voice grew cold and stern, sure he liked victims putting up a fight, but absolutely loathed when people ignored him.
"Z-Zhongli.." He stuttered out which brought a smile to Tartaglia's face.
"well then Zhongli.. You have quite the journey ahead of you" The way Tartaglia said it gave him an odd feeling. Suddenly Zhongli felt Tartaglia pull him onto his lap.
"H-Huh?" Zhongli felt something poking him but didn't know what it was, Tartaglia has placed his head on top of Zhongli's and smiled.
"I'm going to take good care of you~" Tartaglia hums before running his hand through Zhongli's hair.
"The trip from here to the castle will take a while so why not say we can't have some fun~" Tartaglia kissed the back of Zhongli's neck which set a shiver down Zhongli's spine... Just what did he mean by "Fun"
Tartaglia lifted Zhongli off his lap and placed him on the floor of the carriage, Zhongli sat there confused until Tartaglia started pulling down his own pants. Zhongli's eyes widened and he covered his eyes, he did not want to see the prince of Snezhnaya's dick of all things.
Tartaglia moved Zhongli's hands out of the way, "That would be a useless thing to do as you'll be up close to it from now on" Tartaglia smirked at the bright red blush on Zhongli's face.
"Now~ Open you're mouth. You need to learn how to please you're new master" Zhongli, confused, opened his mouth to speak only for him to be met with a dick in his mouth.
"Mph!" On instinct he tried pulling back but Tartaglia kept his head still.
"Wow~.. You're mouth is so wet inside~" Tartaglia groaned a bit, Zhongli's vision started to blur with tears as he felt the dick go deeper and deeper down his throat. He started to squirm as his only flow of oxygen got cut off>
"You really suck at following the mood. Don't you." Tartaglia's eyes narrowed. He grabbed Zhongli's head and started moving his head up and down his cock. Tartaglia started moaning as he got rougher and rougher. Zhongli felt his body spasm trying to get any air he could so he wouldn't pass out from suffocation, but after time the action got harder and harder to do. Zhongli's eyes grew heavy as Tartaglia pulled his head all the way down he dick and didn't move him. He just...Kept him there for who knows how long. Zhongli had looked up at Tartaglia who was just staring down at him.
The look of mercy Zhongli had on his face filled Tartaglia with even more lust. Oh how he wanted to break this doll to the point he'd be begging for him to stay by his side~ To make him scream in pain and pleasure. Just the mere thought of it nearly made Tartaglia's twitching cock cum. He noticed Zhongli was about to pass out and started moving Zhongli's head up and down on his dick.
After a while Zhongli felt a splash of hot and stick substance in his mouth and that Tartaglia finally took his dick out of his mouth, he was about to spit it out but Tartaglia covered his mouth.
"Swallow." He demanded, Zhongli shook his head no.
"I'll let you breathe after you swallow." Zhongli ands Tartaglia kept the bickering act up until the taste became unbearable for him and he was running out of air. And so, he swallowed it.
"See? Was it that hard. Now fix yourself up. There's still quite a way to My castle."