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Childe’s camera was on, ring light glowing just right, headset snug around his messy hair. He leaned back in his chair, controller in hand, voice slick with that practiced mix of cocky and charming that his audience ate up.
“Yeah, yeah—get rekt, bro. Don’t peek if you’re not ready,” he laughed, gunfire crackling through his speakers as he racked up another kill. Chat exploded with emojis and spammed EZ clap, his donation bar pinging every few seconds. To anyone watching, it looked like business as usual for the infamous FPS streamer.
But under the desk, the real show was happening.
Zhongli was on her knees, that sharp-eyed, polished beauty hidden from the camera’s view. Her lips were wrapped around him, cheeks hollowing as she bobbed her head. Her perfect, dark hair spilled over his thighs, and her amber eyes—usually steady and commanding—were glassy with tears as his cock nudged the back of her throat again and again.
Childe gritted his teeth, forcing a grin for the stream. “Damn, chat—you guys are wild today. Chill, chill. I’m trying to focus here,” he said smoothly, even as his fingers flexed tighter around the controller. The hand not on the sticks slid down, tangling in her hair, guiding her pace.
The wet, obscene sounds of her sucking were hidden just out of microphone range, but he could hear every slick drag of her tongue, every muffled choke. She pulled back with a messy gasp, spit glistening on her chin, then dove back down, taking him deep like the needy little nerd she was.
“Fuck—” he hissed under his breath, catching himself too late. He coughed, pretending it was at something in-game. “Nah, nah, I’m good, I’m good. Just lagged for a sec,” he lied, grinning at chat’s flood of cope messages.
Zhongli’s nails dug into his thighs as he hit the back of her throat again, her throat tightening around him. Tears streaked her flushed cheeks, but the way she moaned around his cock told him she wasn’t stopping anytime soon. She wanted this—wanted to ruin his focus, wanted to make him break on camera without anyone knowing why.
“Shit, you’re such a dirty girl,” he muttered low, angled away from the mic. His hips shifted forward, fucking into her mouth, and he felt her gag, swallow, then take it deeper with a desperate hum.
His kill streak racked up. Chat was losing their minds over his “godlike aim,” never realizing he was barely holding it together, not because of the game, but because his hot-as-hell girlfriend was slobbering all over his cock while he pretended to be unbothered.
A donation popped up.
>50: Bro, are you sweating?
Childe bit down on a laugh, eyes flicking to the screen. “Nah, man, it’s just intense in here,” he replied, voice steady even as his toes curled in his socks. Underneath, Zhongli pulled off with a wet pop, stroking him with her spit-slick hand, eyes blazing up at him through messy lashes. Then she licked a long stripe up his cock, whispering so soft only he could hear:
“Ajax.. focus..”
His jaw went slack, a shiver running down his spine. The controller nearly slipped from his hands as she swallowed him down again, her throat milking him like she wanted to drain every drop.
Not even a few minutes later, because Ajax "Childe" Tartaglia is a very weak man when it comes to his attractive girlfriend. The “Stream Ended” screen was still rolling when Childe ripped off his headset and shoved the controller aside. His grin was gone, replaced with that dark, hungry look that always made Zhongli’s stomach twist and her thighs clench.
Without warning, he scooped her up from where she was still kneeling under the desk, saliva shining on her chin. She squeaked, clutching at his shirt as he carried her off, but he didn’t give her the dignity of walking—he wanted her tossed. And tossed she was, landing on the mattress with a soft thump, hair spilling across the pillows like ink.
She was already panting, lips swollen, tongue slipping out as she looked up at him with hazy eyes. Fucking shameless. She was the very picture of ruined elegance.
Childe’s breath hitched at the sight. “Look at you. Such a mess for me..” he growled, crawling up the bed. He yanked at her thighs until they spread wide, the short skirt she had thrown on earlier riding up to reveal the little secret she’d been keeping from him all stream long.
The shiny base of the toy peeked out between her folds, a faint hum vibrating against his fingers as he touched it. His jaw clenched. “You were enjoying yourself the whole time, huh? Sitting under my desk with this buzzing in your pussy while sucking my cock?” His voice dropped lower, sharp with disbelief and arousal. “Fuck, Zhongli. You’re such a fucking slut.”
She whimpered at the word, cheeks wet from earlier tears, but her hips twitched, needy, betraying how much she loved hearing it.
“Say it,” he demanded, twisting the plug lightly, making her gasp.
“I–I’m your slut, Ajax,” she choked, eyes glassy, tongue slipping out again.
The sound of her calling him by his real name nearly undid him. He pressed the toy deeper, watching her arch, her glasses slipping down her nose with the motion. Her voice cracked as she cried out for him, hands gripping the sheets like she’d fall apart without something to hold.
“Pathetic,” Childe spat, fingers flicking the little switch at the base, cranking the vibrations up. Zhongli’s back arched sharply, a strangled cry ripping from her throat. “Can’t even think straight, can you? My hot girlfriend, reduced to a drooling mess.”
“A–Ajax! Please—please!” she sobbed, tears spilling again, clinging to his name like a prayer.
He leaned down, lips brushing her ear, voice dripping filth. “Beg louder. Let me hear how desperate you are.”
She thrashed weakly as he toyed with her, twisting the plug just right, dragging another broken cry from her throat. She begged, incoherent between whimpers, until he finally pulled his hand back. She let out a pitiful whine at the sudden emptiness, her thighs trembling.
“Shhh, don’t pout. You’ll get more.”
He reached up, ripped her glasses off with one hand, tossing them aside onto the nightstand. Her lashes fluttered, vision hazy without them, leaving her even more helpless under his gaze.
“Better,” he muttered. “I don’t want anything between me and those eyes.”
His hand slid down again, wrapping around the toy’s base. Slowly, he tugged it free. The thick vibrator slipped out with a wet sound, glistening and dripping from how badly her cunt had clenched around it. Zhongli whimpered at the loss, thighs squeezing shut as if she could hold the emptiness back.
“Fuck, listen to you,” Childe snarled, throwing the toy aside carelessly. “Whining just because I took your little plug out. You really can’t live without being stuffed full, can you?”
Her voice was hoarse, desperate. “Ajax… please—fill me… I need you—”
“Greedy slut.”
Two fingers pushed into her dripping heat without warning, burying to the knuckle. Her entire body jolted, a ragged moan tearing out of her throat. Childe’s thumb pressed against her clit as his fingers curled, pumping hard, fast, with no patience left in him.
The sound of her slick walls clenching around his fingers filled the room, lewd and wet. She sobbed, clinging to his shoulders, choking on his name over and over—“Ajax, Ajax, Ajax”—like she couldn’t breathe without saying it.
He fucked his fingers into her mercilessly, eyes locked on her ruined face. “Hah, you’re dripping everywhere. All this from a stupid toy? No—” He curled his fingers sharply, making her cry out. “—all this from me. From knowing you’re mine.”
Her body trembled, clenching tight around his fingers, teetering on the edge as her pleas turned into frantic babbling.
And Childe? He wasn’t stopping until she broke completely.
Zhongli was a wreck beneath him—hair spilling across the sheets, cheeks flushed a desperate crimson, her lips parted and wet as broken moans slipped out between ragged breaths. Childe’s fingers pumped inside her relentlessly, curling just right to make her arch up into his touch. Every sound she made just spurred him on, every gasp of “Ajax” like gasoline poured on fire.
But it wasn’t enough for her.
When he slowed his pace, dragging his fingers out until only the tips remained inside her, she whined, nails raking down his arms. “N-no, don’t stop, please—” Her amber eyes were glassy, tears clinging to her lashes, yet burning with need. “Ajax, I need more. Please, fuck me… I can’t take it anymore.”
He smirked, fingers hovering just at her entrance, teasing. “Already begging again? Tsk. My baby never gets tired, does she?”
Her hips bucked up shamelessly, chasing the friction he denied her. She nodded frantically, voice cracking as she whispered, “Yes—yes, Just give it to me. I’ll do anything, just—please, fuck me with your cock. I need it so bad.”
His cock twitched at her words, the raw desperation in her tone sending a jolt through his spine. He pulled his fingers out slowly, deliberately, dragging them against her walls until they slipped free with a slick sound. Zhongli whimpered at the loss, thighs trembling, hole clenching around nothing.
Childe brought his fingers to her lips, smearing her juices against her mouth. “Open,” he ordered.
She obeyed instantly, tongue sliding out, sucking his fingers into her mouth with a filthy moan. Her throat worked, swallowing down her own taste as her eyes rolled slightly back.
“Fuck,” Childe growled, yanking his hand free and grabbing her thighs roughly, spreading them wide again. “You look like a bitch in heat, Baby, You want my cock that bad?”
“Yes! Please, Ajax,” she sobbed, voice high and needy, “I want it—need it—fill me up, please—”
His breath came heavy as he positioned himself, dragging his cock through her slick folds. The fat head slid against her swollen clit, down to her soaked entrance, pressing but not pushing in. She cried out, jerking her hips forward, trying to take him in, but his grip on her thighs pinned her down.
“Not so fast,” he muttered darkly. “You’ll take me when I say so.”
Her back arched, her voice breaking into a wail. “Ajax, please—I’m so wet, I can’t—please, put it in—”
The sight of her, once composed and refined, now trembling and begging like a slut with her tongue out, nearly broke his control. He dragged his cock along her slit again, coating himself in her slick, the tip catching against her entrance before he pressed harder.
Zhongli’s breath hitched, her body shuddering with anticipation. “I’m yours—fuck me, Ajax, I’m your slut, just fuck me already—”
“..Gods” he groaned, finally pushing forward. "You feel incredible zhongli.."
Her walls parted around his cock, sucking him in with obscene wetness. She let out a strangled scream, clawing at the sheets, her cunt clenching tight around him as he buried himself inch by inch.
“hng —fuck—you’re so tight,” he cursed, jaw slack as he forced himself deeper. “You’re dripping all over my cock, taking me like you were made for it.”
Zhongli’s legs shook violently, toes curling as she felt him stretch her open, filling her in a way nothing else could. Tears streamed down her face as she gasped, “So big—Ajax, you’re so big—ahh, Archons—yes—”
When he finally bottomed out, his hips flush against hers, she was trembling, mouth open in a silent scream, walls fluttering wildly around him.
Childe leaned down, pressing his forehead to hers, his voice low and rough against her lips. “Look at you, stuffed full of my cock. You begged for this, slut. Now you’ll take every inch.”
Her only answer was a broken moan of his name, clinging to him as he pulled back slowly, only to slam back in, making the bed creak under the force.
He set a brutal pace, hips snapping into hers, his massive cock pistoning in and out of her dripping pussy. Each thrust knocked her glasses-less vision blurry, every movement reducing her to nothing but cries of “Ajax, Ajax, harder—Go harder!”
And he did.
Every slam of his hips had her breasts bouncing, her body arching into him, her voice hoarse from screaming. The room filled with the sound of skin slapping, wet squelches, and her choked sobs as he drove her into the mattress.
Childe looked down at her—his hot nerd girlfriend, usually so composed and dignified, now reduced to a cock-drunk slut—and cursed again, thrusting even harder.
“You’re mine, Zhongli. Say it.”
Her eyes rolled back, her lips trembling as she cried out, “Yours, Ajax! I’m yours— I’m your slut, only yours!”
Her cunt squeezed around him like a vice, dripping down his cock as she screamed his name again and again, begging for more even as he ruined her.
And Childe wasn’t about to stop until she completely shattered beneath him.
His hips kept snapping forward, slamming into Zhongli’s soaked pussy with punishing rhythm, the bed squeaking and groaning beneath them. Her body was already trembling, her chest heaving, her voice breaking apart into sobs and whimpers—but her cunt just wouldn’t let go, clenching down on his cock like it belonged there, like it couldn’t bear the thought of him pulling out.
Her face was wrecked, tears streaking down her flushed cheeks, her lips swollen and wet from all the moaning. She was gone, completely cock-drunk, but still managing to smile through her cries like she loved every second of being ruined.
Childe leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear, his voice dropping to that low, filthy growl that always made her shiver.
“You’re my Bitch, aren’t you? Nothing but my cumdump, spread out and crying while I fuck you stupid. You like it when I use you like this? When I treat you like the slut you are?”
Zhongli’s throat worked around a sob, and she nodded frantically, her voice barely a whisper. “Y-yes, Ajax… yes, I love it—I love being your slut—please, don’t stop—”
“Thats right” he muttered, biting her ear, thrusting harder just to hear her scream. “That’s all you are. My good fucking girl, crying under me while I ruin this perfect pussy.”
The words sank into her like fire, her whole body shuddering violently as her legs twitched. She let out a broken wail, clinging to his arms, her cunt spasming around his cock. Then it happened—her body seized up and a gush of warm liquid sprayed out of her, soaking the sheets beneath them.
Childe froze for half a second, staring down at the mess she made, his cock still buried deep inside her. Then he grinned, dark and wolfish, before thrusting back in hard enough to make the wet squelch echo.
“Well, well,” he drawled, slapping her ass so the sound cracked through the room. “Look at that." He let out a Huff. "you squirted all over the bed like a dirty little slut"
Zhongli’s eyes rolled back, her cheeks burning, shame flickering in her teary gaze. She hiccupped, her voice shaking. “I-I’m sorry, Ajax—I didn’t mean to—I couldn’t help it—”
He caught her chin in one hand, tilting her face back up to meet his eyes. His other hand never stopped, still pounding into her with unrelenting force. “Sorry? Don’t you dare apologize for that.”
Her lips trembled. “Please forgive me—”
Childe chuckled darkly, leaning down to kiss the corner of her wet cheek. “Forgive you? Baby, you’re perfect.” His voice dropped lower, rough and thick with arousal. “My good girl who makes a fucking mess because she can’t handle how deep I’m inside her.”
The praise made her shudder, her pussy squeezing him impossibly tight. “A-Ajax—” she whimpered, clutching at his shoulders, desperate for more.
“That’s right,” he murmured, snapping his hips harder, the bed frame slamming into the wall with each thrust. “Say my name while I fuck you. Say it until you can’t breathe.”
Her cries tumbled out in a messy rhythm with his thrusts, Her voice was breaking, tears dripping onto the pillow, but the desperate smile never left her face.
He groaned, burying his face in her tits, sucking one nipple hard into his mouth while his hand twisted and pinched the other. He toyed with her chest like he owned it, kneading her massive tits roughly, dragging more cries out of her throat.
Zhongli’s back arched high, her body shaking under the onslaught, her nails digging into his skin. “I-I can’t—Ajax, I can’t—”
“Yes, you can,” he growled against her skin, teeth grazing her nipple. “You’ll take everything I give you. You’ll cry, and squirt, and beg for me, because that’s what you were made for.”
Her body convulsed again, cunt fluttering wildly around his cock, wetter than ever, dripping down to soak his thighs. She was nothing but a sobbing, smiling, cock-drunk mess, every part of her screaming yes even as her voice cracked apart.
And Childe? He wasn’t stopping. Not when she looked this ruined. Not when her tits bounced in his hands, not when she begged through tears for his forgiveness like a dirty angel.
He fucked her harder, pulling every broken sound from her throat, until the only thing Zhongli could do was cry his name into the sheets and let him keep her pinned exactly where she belonged—under him, ruined, smiling, his.
Zhongli’s chest heaved as she lay under him, sopping wet, lips trembling, and cheeks streaked with tears. Her mind was spinning, body spent, but still she had this burning need to prove something to him—to show that she could be a “good girl” in every way, not just the one he’d already punished her for.
With shaking hands, she gripped his shoulders and tried to push herself up, straddling his lap. “I—I want to—ride you, Ajax,” she whispered, voice cracked and trembling. “I’ll show you how good I can hah.. be..”
Her hips wobbled as she tried to move, legs trembling under her own weight. She leaned forward, trying to guide herself, but her arms shook, and she nearly collapsed on him. She whined, breath hitching, struggling to find balance on his massive cock.
Childe’s laughter was low, dark, amused, and full of lust. He reached up and cupped her waist, steadying her. “Don’t worry, baby. I got you.”
Before she could protest or wobble again, he lifted her slightly, holding her steady as he set her down on him with precision. Her eyes rolled back at the sudden pressure, a soft sob escaping her lips, but he grinned, his hands gripping her hips firmly.
“Look at you,” he muttered, voice low and rough. “Drooling, crying, tits bouncing…fuck, you’re perfect like this.”
Her chest bounced violently as she tried to find a rhythm, leaning forward, bouncing slightly on his cock. Tears slipped freely down her cheeks, mixing with sweat and drool that gleamed along her lips. “A-Ajax—please, harder, Gods—” she sobbed, her voice breaking, but her whole body writhing in need.
Childe couldn’t help but chuckle, watching her struggle, loving every second of the view. Her tits bounced gloriously under his hands, nipples taut and glistening, chest heaving while her back arched with every tremor. He pressed his thumbs into her hips, guiding her up and down on his cock with a deliberate, merciless rhythm.
“Oh, fuck—just like that,” he groaned, thrusting upward to meet her every motion, feeling her cunt squeeze him like it was made to. “Hahh, Baby… look at you, riding me like a little slut and crying the whole time. You’re insane.”
Zhongli’s sobs grew louder, her mouth open in a broken little scream as he held her and moved her expertly. She drooled down her chin, her tongue slipping out as tears streaked her face, eyes rolling back, completely lost in the pleasure and pain of being pushed beyond herself.
“I-I’m yours, Ajax—I’m all yours—please, please more!” she cried, clutching at his shoulders for support, rocking against him desperately.
“That's my girl,” he grunted, voice thick, letting out a growl that vibrated in his chest. He picked her up slightly, then slammed her back down on him, making her scream his name again, louder than ever. He repeated the motion, her soaked cunt sucking him greedily as she bounced helplessly on his cock.
Her tits jiggled in his hands with every lift, nipples dragging along his palms as he held her firm, thrusting up into her relentlessly. Her cries filled the room, hoarse and raw, broken by sobs and moans. Every time he slammed into her, her body shivered violently, the perfect combination of helplessness and desperate lust.
“I-I can’t—Nghh ahh—, Ajax—I’m gonna—please—” she sobbed, voice cracking, legs trembling, clinging to him as if holding on was the only thing keeping her from shattering completely.
Childe’s groan turned into a grunt, veins straining as he felt his cock swell and pulse inside her. “Fuck—holy shit, Li… you’re making me lose it,” he cursed, his grip on her hips tightening, guiding her every move. “You’re so damn good, just so amazing"
With one last, brutal thrust, he filled her with his hot cum, groaning her name, his body shuddering as he emptied himself inside her. Zhongli’s entire body convulsed with him, crying, moaning, and shaking, pussy clenching him as if trying to drink every drop, and then—her orgasm hit again, violent, overwhelming, her voice shattering as she screamed his name louder than ever.
Tears, drool, sweat, and pure ecstasy mingled across her face as she convulsed in his arms, tits bouncing, back arching, completely undone. Childe held her against him, grunting as he rode out the wave of his own release, loving every trembling, sobbing second of her total surrender.
Zhongli gasped, body trembling violently, drooling and crying, eyes rolling back, completely lost, but smiling weakly through the haze. "So full.."
Childe chuckled darkly, pressing his forehead to hers, savoring the way she shivered and squirmed beneath him. “..You did amazing baby"
Her only response was a broken, shivering nod, clutching him tight as their bodies tangled together, slick and glistening, hearts hammering, breaths ragged, completely ruined for one another.