He smiles slightly at the question. Confident? Perhaps not quite, but he's certainly good at faking it. He's still in a strange place with strange people, after all. His own voice comes back in a low purr, as he pushes Zhongli back towards the mattress and eases himself out of his underwear finally. The stroking has gotten to him, his cheeks flushed and his cock hard in his partner's hand.

"What do I like? Why, a lot of things..." Too many things to list, he's sure, but he'll indulge the question better when he's on top of the other man. He parts Zhongli's legs and kneels between them on the bed, propping himself up so that he can kiss at his neck again. "I do like a vocal lover, certainly." Which, as luck would have it, Zhongli is turning out to be.

"As for the rest, I would rather show you." He starts to kiss at his collarbone, then down to his chest, before nipping at a nipple with his teeth briefly. From there he trails his lips down the man's stomach, and this time instead of just teasing he takes Zhongli's cock in his hand and drags his tongue from base to tip, gaze flicking upwards to gauge his reaction.