The night was young in the palace, servants and guests alike lay soundly asleep in their rooms, enjoying the dreams their imagination conjured up.

Zhongli would have preferred it if he was given the luxury of sleep, instead, he was wide awake, tuned into the sound of an omegas mewling and whining, even sobs of unsatisfaction as it went through its heat. Zhongli was sat perfectly still on his bed, eyes shut as the thing in his … , eagerly twitching to the sound of the omega keening.