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“What the— what are you doing?” Childe asked, laughing nervously and casting quick glances at Zhongli from the corner of his eye. He stiffened as Zhonglis hand slid up his thigh, rubbing around to the inside and tightening his grip. “Zhongli, I’m trying to— Hey!” Childe protested, biting his tongue to keep from moaning as Zhongli’s hand passed over the front of his jeans and squeezed.
“Pull over.” Zhongli murmured, squeezing again and smiling when Childe shuddered.
“I… well—“ Childe hesitated, strongly considering the proposal despite knowing they’d miss the beginning of the party. “Oh, fuck, I can’t. I already told you, we’re gonna be late.” Zhongli sighed heavily, sliding over into the middle of the bench seat.
“Fine. Try to keep it on the road, at least.”
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Zhongli can’t keep his hands to himself, even when Childe’s trying to drive. The result is… slightly dangerous.