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Of all the things Dottore had expected to come across while wandering out into Sumeru City, this was not one of them.
Dottore moved forward, frowning at the sight of him. There was no missing that head of blond hair. There was only one person in all of Teyvat that had hair as bright and golden as the Sumeru sun.
The traveler passed out, and with no one around him. Not even that flying companion of his.
To say that this wasn’t natural was an understatement.
Dottore frowned, moving forward and pressing a hand to his forehead.
He was burning up. It was as if someone had covered the boy in pyro gel, with how hot the other was.
He should leave him there. By all logical reason, if he left Aether here, there was a chance- a slight chance, but a chance no less that the boy would die.
He would be out of their hair. It would be advantageous to his group and their goals.
Somehow, that would be a bit boring though. There were far too many hypotheses that he had about Aether to simply allow him to die here.
Dottore mulled it over a moment. He couldn’t take the boy back to his lab. If and when Aether awakened, he would know where his current workplace was working. The Traveler would waste no time in telling his friends around Sumeru where he was located, and shutting down his current experiment rather prematurely.
He could take him to an inn, however. It wasn’t as if he lacked the funds to do so. Taking him to an inn would keep them out of sight as well.
For now, that seemed like the best course of action all things considered.
With that thought in mind, Dottore carefully lifted the blond into his arms, looking over those sleeping features of his.
“You are lucky.” He murmured to Aether, finding himself holding him close to him as if someone could possibly pull the boy from his arms.
There were not many in Sumeru that were strong or even brave enough to face him.
Aether at least met one of those requirements. The boy was brave, he could give him that much.
Dottore turned, glancing at his men, ignoring the looks a few were giving him.
They could not possibly understand the opportunity that he had in his arms. It was quite a rare chance, after all, to observe the Traveler up close like this.
He would be an idiot to pass up such an opportunity. The boy was too interesting for that possibility to ever even cross his mind for more than half a second.
“I require a room to be reserved at the nearest inn,” Dottore demanded, watching the others nod.
“A nice room as well. I will be watching over our guest. I do not wish to stay in filth.”
They weren’t barbarians. Even though the Harbingers and the Fatui disagreed heavily with the Traveler's simple way of thinking about this world, he was not going to have the boy rest and recover in a filthy or rundown place.
He was a doctor. He understood well that patients required cleanliness and various comforts in order to heal completely.
He was rather interested in what caused Aether to be in this situation in the first place. It was not like that pet of his to leave him alone for more than a few moments as well.
“I will need my medical supplies brought to our guest's room,” Dottore told one of his men as he followed after his small group. “Run down to my lab and bring what I require here at once.”
He had much testing on the boy to do while he was resting.
Dottore carried up Aether the moment that his men murmured to him that their room was ready. He nodded to his men, ordering them to guard the place well.
They didn’t need Paimon coming to disturb his research and treatment of Aether. He was not fond of the idea of one of the idiots that Aether called his friends barging into the hotel and stealing Aether back before he was done with his treatment.
He was not in the mood to deal with fools. His clones were bad enough. Dealing with self-righteous idiots on top of his past and future selves?
He would almost rather have Pantalone cut his funding for all of his future experiments.
Dottore hummed, looking around their room. It was rather large with its gold-trimmed walls, and large bed.
It wasn’t bad for the such short notice.
He carried the blond over, pulling back the blankets on the bed enough to tuck Aether in.
With that being done, for the time being, Dottore reached into his pocket, pulling out a spare syringe. Truly fate must be smiling down on him. He had the good sense to put Scaramouche to sleep before he left the lab for the afternoon.
But of course, he did. That would not be a surprise to those with sense, that he would do such a thing.
Moreover, it would also not surprise anyone that he kept a spare syringe on him with a sedative on him at all times.
There was no telling what he would run into while actually doing the job that he was tasked with by the Tsaritsa herself.
“I cannot have you waking up on me while I determine just what happened to you, Traveler. “ Dottore explained as if the blond could possibly hear him as he slowly and carefully injected Aether with the sedative.
This would be better for all parties involved in this. He could record valuable data on Aether and treat him without the risk of the blond waking up and attempting to fight him.
Not that he would win, but one could never be too sure.
He couldn’t have his patient hurt himself more than he already was.
Dottore turned to the supplies that were quickly being brought into the room by his men. He nodded to them, dismissing any and all prying eyes before he went to work.
This should not take long. It wouldn’t take any time at all to determine what caused the boy to feel like the pyro Archon themselves blessed the boy with a Vision.
He glanced at the blond shifting in his chair a bit as he moved to look at the results of the boy's bloodwork.
All things considered, his bloodwork was normal. There were no signs of any diseases or anything of genuine concern except for one thing.
The boy had ingested aphrodisiacs. That would explain why the boy was burning up.
Which led him to another thought. Without hesitation, Dottore pulled back the blankets covering Aether. His eyes narrowed as he looked over the body of the blond.
He was surprised that he had not succumbed to aphrodisiacs sooner with how exposed the other's stomach constantly is.
He can’t say that he ever noticed that Aether’s stomach was exposed before. He was constantly focused on his task at hand to notice such things.
Carefully, his hand touched the boy’s skin, finding that he was soft to the touch. Ironic for someone that opposed his group so fiercely.
His hand slowly moved lower, his smile growing as he felt how hard the Traveler was through those pants of his.
How many could say that they have ever made the man feel this way in Teyvat? Few, no doubt. He could not see the boy being close to many in this world.
Not that he could blame him. Dottore glanced at that sleeping face before finding himself coming to a decision.
He worked to get Aether’s pants off him, tossing the fabric aside as he exposed the boy to the room.
It would be far more interesting if the boy was awake, but what could one do? He was with him to get treatment. As of now, the best way to help the boy was to work the aphrodisiacs out of his system.
He moved to touch Aether’s erection, feeling just how hot to the touch his manhood was.
No one had probably ever touched him in such an intimate manner. There was a thrill, one that for once, didn’t come from experimenting.
How curious. He would have to look into that another time. Right now, there was someone that unfortunately needed his attention.
He stroked meticulously at Aether’s manhood, watching the way his breathing was coming in harder.
This must feel good to him. Dottore smiled, leaning in more to watch him closely, as he stroked at the base of Aether’s cock, quickening his movements.
He could only hum as he watched the blond come all over his hand a few moments later.
Dottore pulled back, licking at his gloved hand, the salty taste filling his senses as he watched those golden eyes begin to open.
No, he wasn’t going to slow up just because his patient was awakening. They were in the middle of treatment.
Besides, this would be far more interesting this way.
“I see you are awake, Traveler.” Dottore began, once more touching the blond's erection with his soiled hand.
It took Aether a moment, mostly because he felt someone touching him intimately for him to recognize the man above him. Those red eyes looking over his features as he slowly put things together.
He was with Dottore. This wasn’t good. He wasn’t even sure how he had ended up in the situation, one moment he was with Nilou. The woman had given him a sweet that she had received from someone in town and then-
“Ah, you’ve realized what has happened to you.” Dottore leaned in closer to the boy, enjoying watching those gears turn in that head of his. “Care to tell me how you consumed aphrodisiacs, Aether?”
This would be interesting to hear, all the while he kept working at Aether’s cock with his hand.
“D-Dottore,” Aether began. This was bad. Why was the man touching him like this?! He had said he consumed aphrodisiacs. He doubted that. “Who is to say that you were not the one who gave them to me?”
Dottore laughed, shaking his head. The blond was assuming too much.
“Nice try. As if I would have a need to drug you with aphrodisiacs, Aether. On my list of concerns, you are at the very bottom.” He leaned himself over the blond. “Now, let’s try this again. I am quite interested to know how you were given such things. Or would you rather me stop?” Dottore slowed his movements, threatening to pull his hand away at the boy’s audaciousness.
“This must feel good to you, no? The drug you were given enhances physical pleasures. I would hate to stop treatment of you so soon, Aether.”
Aether wasn’t going to address the last bit of the man’s words. He should be fighting the man off him. His body felt far too weak for any of that. Worse, he found himself wanting more of the Doctor’s touch.
“I-I ate something that was offered to me by Nilou,” Aether gave. He had no reason to lie about that.
“Ah, the dancer. I suppose that makes the most amount of sense. You no doubt saved her from being drugged. How noble of you, Aether.”
Honesty deserved rewards, with that thought in mind, he resumed his ministrations, enjoying watching the boy squirm beneath him.
“I have been allowing you pleasure with my hand for a good amount of time, Aether. What would you say if I told you that there was a better way to go about this?”
It would be the only way to truly help the boy. Once this was done, he could drop the boy back off where he found him.
He had no real interest in taking him with him back to Snezhnaya. This was just a temporary distraction from his work with Scaramouche.
“A better way to go about this?” Aether shivered at the attention that was being given to him. He wasn’t used to any of this. This shouldn’t feel so good. Something was wrong with him, besides the fact that he had consumed aphrodisiacs.
He leaned up, only to find Dottore gently pushing him back down, shaking his head.
“Now now. You need not do anything but lay there, Aether.” Dottore started, moving to take his clothes off for this. “You are my patient. Is it not a doctor’s duty to see that his patient is healed?”
“You’re not a real doctor,” Aether argued, those red eyes narrowed before he found the man’s lips slamming home against his own.
Perhaps he shouldn’t have said that. His lips moved against the man’s, his hands attempting to touch him, only to find the other quickly grabbing his arms, pinning them above his head as Dottore pulled back.
“Mind your words,” Dottore growled, shoving those legs apart. “You are lucky that the drug you were given has prepped you enough for this. Otherwise, you would find yourself unable to walk. I would be interested to hear you attempt to explain that away to your so-called friends.”
He shoved himself in with that being said, biting back a moan at how nicely the blond was gripping him.
Aether’s eyes rolled back at the feeling. Someone shouldn’t be this big, should they? He wasn’t sure, but it wasn’t like he could even think about that too deeply, as he found the man setting a rough pace against him.
“Dottore,” Aether breathed. He would get the man back for this. He wasn’t sure how, but he would do it. Stopping his exploits in Sumeru would be a good start.
“You are gripping me so tightly, Aether,” Dottore purred, leaning in as he kept Aether’s hands above his head as he pounded into the boy. “It is like you don’t want to let me go. Is this what you have been wanting all of this time? For someone to take you like an animal?”
Aether opened his mouth to argue, a loud moan escaping him instead of words. His hips attempted to meet the man’s thrusts. He wasn’t going to be the only one drowning in this.
“I assume that is a yes then?” Dottore smirked, slamming his lips against the others once more, his free hand reaching down between them, stroking at Aether’s cock, fully intending to push him to that edge.
He pulled back, picking up the pace. This was quite a sight. Truly, not even the artwork that Pantalone collected could compare to the blond falling apart beneath him.
“You may come for me Aether,” Dottore purred. He wasn’t going to last much longer. They could do this together since the Traveler had provided him with such interesting test results.
His name fell from Aether’s lips before he watched the boy come once more, making a mess on both of their chests. Dottore shoved himself one more time, releasing himself inside of Aether, as he kissed him again.
Maybe he would take the boy to Snezhnaya after all. There were many, many more tests that he could conduct on the Traveler.
He needed to see Aether fall apart beneath him more often.