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Why, yes. I believe I’ve found your tail, for a start.

[ Ah, but he won’t torment Wriothesley for long, as he’s already in the process of undoing those pants.

Would he have reacted differently had he known Wriothesley was a true blue Fontainian, and therefore given to spectacle? Does it matter? This is a thrill he’d been careful not to experience too often—pleasuring a patient, making someone under his examination writhe and moan, utterly helpless to his whims…

Of course a man built like Wriothesley can never truly be helpless, but hey, a man can dream, right? ]

And it’s quite the specimen. I certainly hope this “serpent” brings you luck in the coming year.

Mm, that kind of tail…

[Lucky for Baizhu that Wriothesley is probably the most unFontainian of the bunch. He doesn’t need spectacle or drama. He seems more than happy in their current situation with the way he arches his back to help shimmy his pants off with ease.]

You seem quite interested, so why don’t you get a closer look.

As expected, this area certainly is overflowing…

[ It seems Baizhu’s handling the spectacle well enough for the both of them, but a little roleplay never hurt anyone, right? Wriothesley can’t be the only one.

And he’s had to undress his fair share of patients by now. Doing it this way is somehow more…fun? Especially knowing that Wriothesley’s not sick or hurting or dying, just playing along with these silly games the resort forces them into.

So he indeed reaches out, with the practiced ease of a man who’s had to do this many, many times over as part of his day job, to grasp at Wriothesley’s member and feel it in his hand, watching Wriothesley’s expression all the while. And, half-murmuring to himself, he adds— ]

This is quite the fine specimen, indeed…

Hah… Don’t doctors say they have a magic touch? It seems it’s happening because of you. You’ll fix it for me, won’t you doctor?

[Wriothesley’s voice comes out playful and teasing. The man certainly is happy to play along and Baizhu seems to be enjoying himself too.

There’s a pleased groan as the other touches his hardened length; cock twitching and leaking a little precum.]

I’m here to spoil you, after all. I certainly shouldn’t be neglecting this.

[ He considers giving it a squeeze, before remembering the length of that leash still hanging between them.

Well, nothing for it, then. He begins winding the length of that cord about Wriothesley’s length, before giving it a light tug to cinch it tight— ]

So, how does my sweet little pup like to be pet?

[ It’s only a doctor’s duty to treat his patient in whichever way he’s most comfortable with, after all. ]

[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?

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