#ZhongChi au where Morax has a pliant fox Childe in his claws - the little fox is whining and squirming, trying to get away from the dragon's advances. The dragon only holds him tighter, forcing the fox into a rough kiss, Morax's long, draconian tongue slithering into his

mouth. All Childe can do is gasp for breath and go still, letting the dragon use his body as he pleased. His little fox ears are pinned tight against his head, and it takes everything in him to not rub his thighs together. He could feel his cunt start drip slick, messing him.

A strained gasp leaves him as the tongue stops exploring his teeth, instead stretching down his throat, fucking into it. The fox clung to the dragon, stressed whines unable to leave as his throat convulsed, gag reflex being triggered by the thick, long tongue.

Tears started to pool in Childe's eyes, his tail whipping behind him. He was so confused. Why was the dragon doing this? Why did it feel...good? A blush tinted his freckled cheeks as dirty, wet sounds filled the room - the dragon fucking his throat with its tongue.

The fox's mind went empty, pleasantly clouded by the pleasure forced onto him. He could only wonder how that tongue would feel in his cunt. How far it would reach, how it would twist and coil inside of him. The fox relented, going completely slack in the dragons grasp.

He was hooked.