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[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. ]

[His hands grip the sheets tightly as he tries to not immediately thrust into the other, relishing that delicious, tight warmth around his erection mixed with being filled by the toy vibrating against his prostate. It's almost a little overwhelming, but it felt so good.]

Fuck. [It felt like his entire body was drowning in pleasure.

And he does move. Slow roll of his hips. They're mostly shallow thrusts though. Despite obviously wanting to do more, he's being mindful of the other. He's watching Baizhu's reactions carefully, only wanting to give the other as much pleasure as he's feeling.]

[ And Baizhu’s secretly grateful, because as it turns out this is a lot harder than it looks, and no amount of preparation is going to make this easier on him, but…

He can’t say he minds the burn, either. The friction the way their bodies are working against each other, Wriothesley looking like an absolute treat underneath him—all beautiful scars and muscle and restraint… ]

Heh.

[ He tries to go a little faster, to clench and squeeze around Wriothesley as much as he’s able even if he feels that he won’t last very long himself, and amidst all of that he manages one pointed little observation— ]

You look good like this.

[If there was something Wriothesley had, it was restraint. A vice grip on control because he hated not having autonomy. He can't really convince himself to give up complete control to another.

His eyes squeeze shut as he moans. Baizhu was hot and tight around his cock and it felt amazing everytime he slid in and out, the friction akin to electro charges up his spine. He continues to thrust into the other. His partner was obviously enjoying themselves, using him as they please, and he wants to give them as much pleasure as he can give.]

H-Hah... Do you enjoy having me where you want me? [He bucks his hips just a little rougher than before.] Using my cock as you please?

[ He laughs through that…taunting? Dirty talk? Does it matter? Because in a way he feels just as trapped, at Wriothesley’s mercy as much as the other is at his, if nothing else because Wriothesley’s the stronger between the two of them and Baizhu isn’t as young (ahem) and spry.

It doesn’t help that he’s getting close, the heat and the friction between them building up to a tantalizing crescendo that he’s helpless to resist— ]

I…I…ah…!

[ He throws his head back with a gasp, unable to hold in his climax any longer, and well…that’s his answer, isn’t it? ]

[Wriothesley always enjoys seeing his partner climax. There's always something so satisfying watching the other ride through their orgasm, stomach stained with their seed. He rocks his hips slowly as the other comes down from their high.

The warden still had a bit to go, but that's just the results of boxer stamina. Baizhu really didn't have any hope of keeping pace with the other like this.]

There you go, darling. Nice and easy.

That…That was…

[ He’s a little surprised to find that Wriothesley still hasn’t come—the man’s stamina is impressive indeed, and he’s almost glad that toy’s still stuck inside of him. But will it really be enough?

He hasn’t pulled away, at least, though he wonders if he should. It really is irksome to find his knowledge of such intimate acts to be far too lacking, no matter how many texts he’d read on the subject.

Clearing his throat—mostly at that “darling” bit— ]

It seems you’re not…quite…

[ He still hasn’t fully caught his breath, as it turns out, but with the way he’s clenching around Wriothesley, his intentions should be clear enough, shouldn’t they? ]

[He lets out a breathless laugh that turns into a low grown as the other clenches around him. His hands gently run up Baizhu's sides though. The touch is gentle. Almost sweet.]

I'll get there, you don't have to push your own body for that. [A tilt of his head, and Wriothesley doesn't seem bothered in the least that Baizhu had came already.] There's already satisfaction in seeing you get off. You looked good.

[It isn't like there aren't a plethora of ways for him to get off that didn't include his cock deep inside the other.] You still have control of the toy inside me.

[ He’s pretty sure he has the most mortified look on his face when Wriothesley mentions that he looked good, because he feels anything but. Ha, perhaps next time he should try for a mirror before they go at it…

Shaking his head with a chuckle. ]

But I’m a lot less likely to break you than that toy, much as I would love to see you crumble.

[ …Payback? ]

[Wriothesley can't help but bark out a laugh.] You'll have to try a little harder if you want me to completely crumble.

[Well, it's not impossible, but Wriothesley was stubborn. That, and he had a competitive streak to him. If it's presented as a challenge, he can't help but really get into it.

He gently pats Baizhu's thigh.] You'll just have to be crafty, but there's no need to push your body. [As much as he wants to get off, he also doesn't want the other to push themselves passed what their body can handle. Unless that's what the other truly wants. Sexual exhaustion is definitely a kink some have.]

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