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[The noise that manages to escape his throat is very similar to what one would call a whine. His cock twitches and he writhes a bit, unused to the texture of the leash around the sensitive skin of his erection.

Still he manages to lick his lips and look at the other with something akin to a grin.] Why don't you surprise me a little bit? This dog happens to be pretty happy with anything. You could say they're easy to please.

[Honestly, he doesn't care how or where, he just needs the other to just touch him. The want for skinship thrums under his skin.]

[ Even the strongest of men must humble themselves before their physicians, after all.

At least Baizhu isn’t tugging too hard—he’s keeping it just enough to be felt, just to make a point—because a lifetime of bandaging wounds and taking care of people’s embarrassing sex injuries has made him way better at this than he has any right to be. ]

You do seem like you can take a bit of pain…

[ Why does that sound so ominous— ]

Why not tell me where this came from, then?

[ Pointing toward the largest of Wriothesley’s scars. ]

Perhaps if I find the story interesting enough, I can indulge you further.

[ Is this him just secretly putting together Wriothesley’s medical history? You can prove nothing. ]

[Maybe ominous for some, but only exhilarating for him.]

I've been in a lot of fights through my years. [Pain was, well, something that was consistent for most of his life. There was something enjoyable about the physical ache after a good round. Round of what? Yes.

He gives the other a coy smile.] No. [It's said playfully, but there's something very firm in his refusal. He doesn't remember a lot of the exact stories of his scars. It was just natural to get them through the years.

The ones he did remember. Well, some of those stories are for him and him only.] It seems I really am a disobedient dog.

[He didn't mind enduring pain. Even humiliation was on the table. Still, there were certain things he refused to tell a complete stranger about. No matter how seemingly kind and pretty they are.]

What a pity.

[ He tugs at the leash a little to make his point. Ultimately he’s not out to hurt the guy, or make him spill his deep, dark secrets.

But this game isn’t over yet, after all. ]

I suppose I’ll have to punish you now. What a shame that the implements here aren’t quite suited to inflicting new scars upon you.

[He lets out a groan as he arches his back. The material doesn't feel great again his length. The friction is nice, but it doesn't feel great either. He knows its not supposed to either.

He lets out a huff. A defiant grin.]

Oh? I thought you were a doctor. Aren't you supposed to be healing wounds, not making new ones? Do you really have it in you to punish me? [Wriothesley is not above trying to incite the other. To push things farther.]

I wonder…do I?

[ He’s never really thought of it before. Oh, sure, he’s certainly made people suffer with his medical treatments, as anyone in Liyue who’s had to drink his infamously bitter medicines can attest to. But deliberately causing pain for the fun of it? There are some things even Changsheng’s power can’t heal… ]

I admit; it’s rather tempting to leave a mark on you. We wouldn’t want you to forget our next appointment, would we?

[ “Next”? ]

[Well, Baizhu. He can't really answer that. You'll have to look deep into your heart. Or you know, think with your dick. One of those will give the answer one seeks.

But Wriothesley reaches to grasp the other by the back of their neck and bring their faces closer.] Thinking about next time already, monsieur? Why, I'm right here and needing your assistance now. Surely you should focus on what's in front of you. [He lets go with a wolfish grin.]

I can take a little punishment, you know. You don't have to worry about lil' ol' me.

You’re right. I’m looking at quite a fine specimen, after all.

[ Is he talking about Wriothesley’s dick or Wriothesley in general?

Yes. ]

And I’ve been curious…

[ Keeping his eyes squarely on Wriothesley, he reaches up to a nearby rack to pull out a dildo. Thanks to his good friend Senku, he’s gotten a bit curious about the inner workings of these devices.

And now seems like a good time to test them out. ]

You really will make a guy blush like that. What a flatterer.

[Wriothesley watches the other with a careful gaze. Honestly, Baizhu is a lot different than he expected. He wouldn't say that he underestimated him and he knew better than to judge a book by its cover, but the man still manages to surprise him a little bit. They're interesting and his curiosity is piqued.]

Oh? Curious about what exactly? [A lick of his lips as his eyes dart to the item in hand before landing back on Baizhu's face.]

Just how well can you take punishment?

[ Certainly, if no mortal man seems to have been able to faze Wriothesley, perhaps they might turn to the wonders of technology instead? For effect, Baizhu gropes at the base of the dildo, and clicks on something to make the thing whirr to life.

…Goodness, but will you look at that? No human could ever be this energetic.

He gives a meaningful tug to the leash still wound up around Wriothesley’s dick, as he shuts the dildo off to lower it between Wriothesley’s legs. ]

Now, be a good boy and take your medicine. I’m sure it won’t be as bitter as you might think.

[There’s something thrilling about being punished, but-]

Hey. [He closes his legs. He’s smiling but his brows are furrowed a bit.] I like pain as much as the next guy, but you can’t just shove that in without any prep. You know that right?

[Wriothesley sits up. It might take away a bit from their scene, but he isn’t a fool to take something of that size without at least lube. He could forgo prep for the pain, but there were limits. If the other didn’t realize, then it would definitely be equally irresponsible for him to let them think that’s okay.] At least some lube or you might actually have to be my doctor after this. [He laughs a little at that.]

Of course, but you’re the one who needs to play fetch.

[ Please use your big strong arms to grab the nearest bottle of lube for him, that’s a good boy…

Although maybe Baizhu isn’t helping his case by looking like he would’ve enjoyed seeing Wriothesley take it in raw. He really wouldn’t allow it, but you know. Science has been thwarted for another day. ]

You're a much stricter owner than you seemed, monsiuer.

[He can't help but be more excited about being in this room with them. A promise for a good time.

He shudders a bit as he moves to reach over to the bedside drawer, back arching and his entire backside exposed to the other. He bites back a noise in his throat as he feels the leash rub against his erection. Wriothesley was desperate for more friction against it, but he tries to ignore it to find lube in the drawer. He'd be flabbergasted if the drawers weren't all ready for a hot and steamy night and he isn't disappointed as his hand finds a bottle and takes hold of it.]

Some pets just need a little extra discipline is all. I’m sure you understand.

[ Never mind that Baizhu is completely unaware of Wriothesley’s true identity.

But he takes that lube in hand after getting his eyeful of Wriothesley, and—Archons is he glad he’d arrived here with his glasses intact. Wriothesley’s just brimming with surprises, isn’t he?

His grip on the leash slackens as he pours out the lube between his fingers, before easing them between Wriothesley’s legs with practiced ease—because he’s still a doctor and he’s definitely seen some shit by now.

But at least he’s keeping it slow and gentle? That vibrator placed carefully to the side still looms ominously at them, however. ]

I think I'm very behaved.

[A quiet little snicker.

He is behaved though as much as he is shameless. Wriothesley spreads his legs for the other without any qualms this time. A lick of his lips as he makes eye contact with the other.

Look, he doesn't need slow and gentle, he just needed Baizhu to shove a decently sized vibrator into him dry. Even he knows that it would be stupid of him, no matter how horny he was feeling at the time.] Haven't I been good?

You’ve been very good.

[ He agrees, finally slipping his fingers free once he deems Wriothesley sufficiently loosened up down there, suppressing a twinge of his own need at the sight of a tall and muscular man, lying prone and vulnerable before him, completely at his mercy…

He swallows, feeling the telltale suit on the tip of his tongue as he reaches for that dildo and begins smearing its bumpy surface up with lube as well, the thing making rather distressingly loud, wet sounds no matter how carefully Baizhu applies that lube.

And with his focus on that he’s left the leash unattended, if not a little loosened up by now. ]

I’ve yet to meet a more agreeable test subject, as a matter of fact.

[He can't help but shiver when Baizhu tells him he has been very good. Damn, he's so fucking easy sometimes it's embarrassing.

The sounds only really excite him more than anything. He feels his cock twitch with want. A restlessness lingers under his skin as he waits for the other to finish prepping the object in hand and to finally use it. He licks his lips before giving Baizhu a devilish grin.

He uses his hands to spread his cheeks apart, shamelessly presenting himself to the other.] Why wouldn't I be when you're offering me such a tantalizing reward?

And I really shouldn’t keep you waiting, should I? Brace yourself, now…

[ With Wriothesley’s help he’ll carefully insert that thing in at last, watching for signs of discomfort as he fills Wriothesley up to the hilt, careful not to touch the button that activates it just yet.

And despite his genuine concern for Wriothesley he can’t help but look a touch predatory, anyway, his snake eyes drinking in each and every twitch and shudder of movement. He has to suppress the urge to lick his lips.

What a fine specimen indeed… ]

[Wriothesley arches his back with a moan that sounds far more pleasured than pained. There was definitely a sting of being filled with something so big so quickly, but the burn only seemed to arouse him more than anything. A flutter of eyelashes and his hands clench at the sheets on the bed as he rocks his hips to try and take the toy fully.]

Archons, yes. [It wasn't just the toy that felt good. The way Baizhu watched him was alluring in itself. A gaze like they wanted to eat him alive. It was damned attractive.]

Oh, I’m not so sure you should be praying to him just yet.

[ A man of Teyvat, then? The signs are definitely pointed in that direction. But given their conversation thus far, that would make him…Fontainian, then? If so, aren’t they already producing devices like these…?

With Wriothesley fully sheathed he positions himself between his legs, settling into a comfortable kneel on the soft mattress as his finger brushes past that little button at the base of the dildo, golden eyes alight with anticipation. ]

Are you ready?

[Hey, it's very different using a toy alone and having someone use a toy on you. Let him be.

But he's looking at the other with hungry eyes and impatience thrumming under his skin.] You don't have to even ask. I'm not that fragile that you can't be a little rough. [Baizhu definitely can. There's no need to be this thorough, even if he appreciate it. Wriothesley can take pain. Enjoy it even. He just wants more right now.]

Show me a good time.

Heh, some people have regretted telling me that before.

[ But Wriothesley looks like a big boy who can take his medicine no problem, so without further ado Baizhu clicks that thing on, the dildo immediately whirring to life inside of him.

And Baizhu? Baizhu lets his fingers travel upward, to unravel that leash clinging onto his dick and smearing it with the remaining lube on his hands. ]

I'm confident. [He knows himself well enough to enjoy it rough and knowing he has a high enough tolerance that it would take a bit for it to stop being good. He also was sure Baizhu knew better than to try and be as cruel and sadistic as possible for the sake of it. This was about having a good time.

Speaking of good time. He lets out a shaky groan, as he feels the toy in him start moving, sending shivers of pleasure up his spine. Coupled with the bit of friction on his neglected cock, it's a good amount of pleasure that goes through him.

A flutter of eyelashes as he writhes a little as his body grows accustomed to the vibrations.]

[ There’s something to be said about a man writhing in front of him, especially when he’s doing so with pleasure and not pain for once. Baizhu gazes down at him with as reassuring a smile as he can muster, one hand still on the rudder while the other strokes at Wriothesley’s inner thigh. ]

Mmn, so you are doing well. I’m impressed. However…

[ But that also means he should turn the setting up, right? Let him reach between Wriothesley’s legs to do just that—but since he’s also not terribly familiar with technology, he might end up dialing it up to a higher setting than intended— ]

[Oh that's-]

T-Too-!

[His hands fists the sheets tightly as he can't help the wanton moans and cries that slip from his lips as he feels the toy press against his prostate. Nothing he does seems to relieve the constant assault on his sweet spot. It feels so good. It's overwhelming. He wants it to stop. He wants more.

A shuddering breath as he tries to gather his thoughts and words.] A little sudden, don't you think? [A shaky laugh that devolves into a groan.]

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