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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.]

[ Baizhu, unfortunately, might be more the sadist than Wriothesley gives him credit for, because he finds himself mesmerized at the sight of Wriothesley struggling to endure the higher setting, his eyes wide with surprise and interest alike, so it takes him a couple of seconds too long to quickly grab at a thigh to steady him and reach down to dial it back down— ]

Sorry.

[ An awkward cough. ]

I’m not really used to these things.

[ Even though this is why he’d been testing them out on Wriothesley to begin with… ]

[Oh, he can definitely tell that the other was enjoying themselves. The way that they stare at him is more than just surprise. There's something hungry in that stare and the way that they seem to not react right away to him being overwhelmed by the strength of the toy deep inside him.

He lets out an exhale, shudders wracking his body as the toy rubs against his inner walls.]

Mm, it's fine. If I have to tap out, I'd let you know. It was just a lot to take in. [It felt good. Overwhelmingly so.

A lick of his lips as he tilts his head to give the other a coy little smile.] You liked that though.

[ A chuckle. ]

Guilty as charged, I’m afraid. It’s nice to see a man who enjoys being tortured right in front of me.

[ Worst way to phrase that, but okay, Baizhu. ]

Mm, I wouldn't say I'm someone who enjoys being tortured.

[Wriothesley knows that he enjoys some pain. Know his masochistic tendencies. Still, tortured is kind of overdoing it, he thinks.] But I do enjoy, ah, being pushed in certain ways...

[He tries to let out a shaky exhale. His cock was leaking precum and, Archons, even on a lower setting, he can't ignore the large toy pressed against his prostate.] What will my master do next?

[ It’s fine; he did promise to be gentle— ]

Since you’re being such a good sport, I believe it’s time to reward you.

[ By…backing off the bed so he can start undoing his trousers—there’s a perfectly lubed cock over there, after all. It’d be a shame not to use it… ]

[What exactly entails as gentle to Baizhu though?]

Oh? This isn't my reward in the first place? [It's asked more as a ploy than him thinking the toy lodged in him was his actual reward. He's curious what the other will give him.

He watches the other with a curious gaze, shivers sometimes going up his spine when a particularly pleasurable wave rides up his spine.]

[ That’s what he’s trying to find out. ]

Oh? Are we being greedy now? Then again…

[ Now he’s slipped out of the rest of his clothing, to reveal a lanky physique that hadn’t been marred by yet too many bites from rambunctious lovers, before easing himself back onto the bed, straddling Wriothesley as Baizhu brushes a finger to his lips— ]

Where I come from, that sort of thing is celebrated.

[ And the he shuts his eyes, momentarily bracing himself before easing himself onto Wriothesley’s cock with a soft groan. ]

I only take what I'm graciously given.

[Don't bite the hand that feeds you, right? Not that Wriothesley is a good example of that who will easily rebel if he thinks that he isn't being treated well. That's different to this of course.

His eyes rake over Baizhu's body, taking in their physique and appearance before feeling their weight settle on him. ~~Baizhu, he can literally throw you off him??? Do you eat sir???~~

He isn't bothered by the obvious remnants of Baizhu's time with others. Hell, it isn't like he isn't lacking in that department.

Wriothesley isn't prepared for the other to so quickly start sinking down on his cock though. It takes a certain amount of willpower not to thrust up into the other when he feels that wonderful heat and tightness surround his erection, earning a guttural moan.] M-Mm! Ah.

[ ~~Clearly it’s only because Wriothesley has far too much muscle—~~

Baizhu braces his hands on Wriothesley’s chest once he’s fully sheathed, fingering at those battle scars and battle scars of his as he catches his own breath.

This…This will take some getting used to, lube or no lube. He’s even more impressed at the way Wriothesley’s able to take that dildo now that he knows how difficult that is, but…it’s not as if he wanted his new bedmate to suffer (“suffer”) alone… ]

I…ah…you can—you can move now. If you like.

[ He just needs to catch his breath and get used to that thickness inside of him, but he’s already beginning to move his hips along, some part of him relishing in the burn, in the sensation of being filled up by a handsome stranger. ]

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