[Zhongli is not a man prone to being flustered: even when he errs in judgement, even when he forgets his wallet, he tends to react calmly. That being said, this is Aether, his friend, who he'd just propositioned so blatantly in public.
He too recalls their encounter in the spa, how lovely Aether had looked all flushed with his hair down. The idea of seeing him in such a state again sends a rush of heat to his gut, and Zhongli tries to drown it out with the taste of wine.
To little avail, with what Aether says in response. That mental image was...]
...To have you tangled betwixt us in the throes of passion would be exquisite indeed.
[...It is hard to recall a time he had wanted to physically silence himself this much.]
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He too recalls their encounter in the spa, how lovely Aether had looked all flushed with his hair down. The idea of seeing him in such a state again sends a rush of heat to his gut, and Zhongli tries to drown it out with the taste of wine.
To little avail, with what Aether says in response. That mental image was...]
...To have you tangled betwixt us in the throes of passion would be exquisite indeed.
[...It is hard to recall a time he had wanted to physically silence himself this much.]