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You awoke from a lovely dream.

The surroundings were unknown to you. Bright, cold lights illuminated the otherwise dark room from above you when you opened your eyes. The mattress you felt yourself resting on was hard and uncomfortable, contrary to the soft one you were used to.

The only part of your body that you could move was your head. You turned it to the side, seeing an IV stand next to the bed. You came to the conclusion you were in a hospital with no recollection of what had happened to you.

Part of your brain was still awake, and it was panicking, telling itself to try to kick and thrash, to escape from the room or at least figure out what happened. Your body just couldn't bring itself to. The rational thinking that was left in you deduced you'd probably been given some kind of drug.

A tall silhouette appeared from somewhere in the room. Your skin crawled as it slowly approached your bed. Every single footstep made the tension and fear worse, and you'd run from the figure if you could. It felt like they were toying with you, consciously savoring your terror by taking their sweet time walking to you.

It was only when they leaned over your bed that you made out their features. It was a male with long green hair, wearing glasses over intimidating snake-like eyes. He smiled gently and placed a hand on your forehead, as if to test your temperature.

“Good, it seems you're ready for the operation. The other doctor will be here shortly.”

He pressed his lips to your forehead after his hand left. Again, the awake part of your brain would've kicked him in response, but your body couldn't afford to care. A stranger, a man you'd never met, and you didn't even mind that he kissed you. Whatever accident you'd been in or whatever drugs they gave you must've really done a number on your sense of judgment.

The doctor returned after a few minutes, another man at his side. He bent over the bed, propping himself up on his arms beside your head. The green-haired man had a much gentler smile than him, he looked downright insane – at least from what you could tell through the mask. You grew more and more uneasy, these men didn't seem like professional, medicinal doctors.

“You've brought us a fine lab rat, Baizhu. I'll definitely be able to put them to use no matter how badly we break them.”

That finally got you panicking. You concentrated every single cell in your body to try and resist in any way possible, but none of your efforts seemed to pay off. You couldn't even bring your voice to scream.

The green-haired one, presumably Baizhu, noticed your wide-blown eyes and chuckled.

“Now, now, Dottore. Don't startle them too much. A patient who won't cooperate out of fear simply won't do.” He gave you the same smile as earlier, but it looked sickeningly sweet this time and made you feel even worse. The first horrifying premonitions were already swarming through your mind.

Both of them now stood back. You looked in between them. Dottore and Baizhu. You memorized the names just in case you'd have to beg them to let you live, which started to sound more and more likely.

“Well then, let's get straight to the point. Or do you feel any kind of discomfort? We should properly prepare you first.”

Baizhu's voice sounded sincere, but you couldn't see that as a genuine question. You were obviously in a lot of discomfort, and you couldn't even open your mouth to express it. That alone should've been enough to give away your situation.

“Nothing wrong? That's good. It was to be expected, we spent all this time to ensure your safety after all.”

You had so many questions and no voice to ask them. Before you had a chance to even gather your thoughts, Dottore pulled the light hospital blanket off of you. Cold air hit your entire body, sending shivers down your spine. You lifted your head a bit to confirm your suspicions, and looked down at yourself being fully undressed.

Any attempts to cover yourself were futile and you knew it. All you could do was scream and cry to your own mind, which wasn't making it any better.

“Really, a perfect little lab rat. I wonder what kind of potential we can extract out of their body.”

Baizhu chuckled and caressed your cheek. “Why so upset? Anybody else would be honored in your place. Not everyone gets the chance to be a test subject to two of Teyvat's most renowned scientists. Your contribution and collaboration in this little session can change the world.”

While he sweet-talked, the masked man had continued the preparations, you assumed. You could only hear him rummaging, the sounds of metal hitting plastic unnerving your ears.

He returned to the bed, syringe in hand. You frantically tossed and turned your head, begging him to stop, to not inject you with whatever was in that. You had lost all trust in them long ago, so you had a feeling this wouldn't be good.

“Don't worry so much. This isn't a harmful substance. Have a bit of trust in your doctors, you impatient little thing.” Dottore chastised you with a grin nothing short of psychotic as he emptied the syringe's contents into your defenseless arm.

Maybe it was just psychosomatic, but you immediately felt your senses growing even more numb. You started to feel hot despite being completely nude in a cold, sterile room. As pressure was relieved from your wrists, ankles and waist, you realized the reason you couldn't move before was that you were bound to the bed.

Your new-found freedom had its limits, though. The drugs flowing through your system numbed your limbs so you could only move slowly and with a lot of effort. You couldn't tell if this was better or worse than before.

Baizhu now hooked his arms under your shoulders and pulled you up into a sitting position, pressing a kiss to your neck in the process. After setting up the pillows to prop your body up on its own, he returned to Dottore.

Running his hand along the other man's waist, they smirked once again. This time, at one another. The lighting made it hard to see, but you could make him out removing his mask and drinking something out of a small bottle. After swishing it around in his mouth for a few seconds, he pulled Baizhu into an aggressive, hungry kiss.

You could've turned away, but the way you were positioned made you believe the two specifically wanted you to see this. Your mind was liberated from care anyways, so you indifferently watched.

Muffled groans echoed through the room, hands were gripping at wrists, necks and shoulders, you couldn't even tell who was who anymore when they pulled away from each other. They both swallowed whatever was in their mouths, grinned once again and finally both made their way over to your bed.

Baizhu pulled you in for another kiss. You tasted a bitter residue on his tongue as he lustfully sucked yours into his mouth. The drugs and the mindset of indifference created a feeling of absolute bliss and pleasure. Even if something in your head was still screaming at you to not give in, you happily kissed him back.

You opened your eyes only when he let go of you. Dottore was standing on the other side of the bed, watching you in what you could only guess was a mixture of arousal and annoyance and already fucking into his fist.

The substance they exchanged earlier was probably some kind of aphrodisiac.

Your body started to grow uneasy, you writhed on the bed desperate for any kind of friction against your sex. The men laughed. “Oh, yes. The substance we gave you makes you a bit jumpy within longer periods without any stimuli. But don't worry, we plan on treating that most effectively.”

Your skin crawled in excitement as you watched Baizhu slowly and methodically strip off his clothing. Your mouth watered and you rubbed your thighs together at the sight of his cock.

“In... side...”, you managed to stammer out. Your first word spoken today and it was already a plea. Part of you was mad at yourself, but that part was immediately silenced by lust.

“But of course. Anything to keep my patient happy.”

He took you into his arms yet again and pressed his chest to your back, sitting you down on the bed in his lap. The position allowed him to grab your thighs and pry open your legs for his colleague to see.

Dottore didn't even bother hiding the fact he was staring. He licked his lips and climbed onto the bed, not wasting any time in diving straight between your legs.

His tongue finally brought you the stimulation you so badly craved. You didn't even know that was possible, but you reached climax almost immediately.

Your loud cries and moans now freely spilled from your throat. Your previous questions, pleas and insults had been drugged out of your mind. All that came from you now were requests for more.

Dottore kept going, masterfully pleasuring you with both his hand and tongue. Baizhu only added to the mixture of sensations by kissing up and down your neck. His hands were still holding apart your thighs. At the same time, he held you up in a way so he could grind his hard cock against you.

You were aching, begging for anything at all inside you. Dottore finally gave in to your request and inserted three fingers into you, thrusting immediately without giving you a moment to adjust.

You cried out and came again, the man between your legs ceasing his stimulation in order to get himself off too. The doctors joined you in your moaning and you soon felt something warm and sticky being poured onto your stomach and the sheets where Baizhu was grinding on you.

You panted, reaching out a tired hand to pull Dottore closer.

“Kiss me... Dottore...”

“Ah-ah. I'm the doctor, you're the subject. Address me formally.”

“D-doctor?”

“Better.”

He finally sealed his lips with yours. They had a completely different feel from Baizhu's, who had always remained gentle when kissing you anywhere. He, on the other hand, was almost violent. He held your chin in his hand and let his teeth graze your tongue, biting your lips and sucking on them hard enough to make it hurt.

Baizhu, getting bored of only watching you, slipped two of his fingers between your lips, letting both you and Dottore suck on them.

The confusion, the complete loss of control, the drug high, it was getting too much in the best way possible. You threw your head back, breaking the kiss and coming untouched.

“Fuck...”, Dottore groaned lowly. “I'm getting really tired of beating around the bush. Let's just get inside.”

“Wouldn't it be a waste to skip straight to the best part? Have a little patience.”

“Fuck your patience! If you wanna be a masochist and edge yourself so badly, I won't stop you. But I'm gonna fuck them. Right now.”

You couldn't see the look on Baizhu's face since he was behind you, but you imagined he was taken aback by his impatience and onslaught of profanity.

“Well, if you're going to phrase it like that, you won't make me miss out. And you, my little patient? We'll leave the decision to you. Who should go first?”

“Baizhu”, you whimpered without much hesitation. He was the gentler doctor, and would prepare you well for Dottore's rougher way of treating you.

The two both chuckled. “Good choice”, growled Dottore and handed Baizhu a small bottle sitting on the surgical table next to your bed. He let some of the fluid in it drip onto his fingers, rubbing them over the tip of his cock first and then pushing them into your ass.

The intrusion made you yelp and realization hit you. With a weak voice, you tried to beg him to stop, telling him it would hurt, asking him nicely to fuck your other hole instead, but you were silenced by Dottore shoving two fingers down your throat.

“It'll feel good, don't be such a pussy.” He smirked. “Need a kiss?”

You nodded. If one thing was going to distract you from the pain, it was that.

He leaned in, kissing you surprisingly softly. You greatly welcomed the affection , tilting your head sideways to make it easier for him.

You couldn't help whining into his mouth when Baizhu pressed inside of you. The lube only eased the pain minimally and you just weren't used to that area, but Dottore lulled you with his sweet, gentle kisses.

Tears fell from your eyes from the painful stretch. Through the intense pain, you could only thank the heavens it was Baizhu doing it. You had a feeling Dottore wouldn't have given you even a second to adjust.

Once you felt his pelvis hitting yours, the second doctor dug his teeth deep into your neck. At first, you were mad at him for putting you through even more pain than before, but quickly noticed it served as a momentary distraction. Once you returned to your senses, the pain from the stretch had faded.

“You really like your kisses, don't you, lab rat?”

“Th- thank you...” you stammered, words being stolen from your mouth as Baizhu slowly began to thrust. The pleasure finally hit, and it hit hard. You felt so much tighter than you were used to, it felt like every single vein on his cock left an imprint inside.

He fulfilled your requests when you begged him to go faster, adding even more bliss to your already fucked out brain. You moaned and leaned back, rubbing your back to his chest, wanting to feel his body closer. He wrapped his arms around your waist and laid his head on your shoulder.

“There's a good patient. You're doing such a good job, all for me. Isn't that right? Hm? All for me, all for your dear doctor.” You nodded with a guttural moan. “Do you love me?”

“Uh-huh!” You knew you were far gone when you realized it was the truth. “I love you doctor, I love you!”

You relished in your own words, and in the feeling of believing them. It really felt like a celestial blessing when he connected his lips to your neck in response.

Dottore, deprived from attention, pushed you back slightly and pried your legs open. Without warning or lube, he inserted himself straight into you. It didn't hurt much, but still had you throwing your head back and crying out.

Baizhu didn't falter in his rhythm as Dottore began to thrust as well. As expected, he was rough and demanding. Propping himself up by leaning his hands on the bed beside your head, he stared you down, observing every slight motion in your face. You tried to look at him, but couldn't keep your eyes open in the end.

You'd lost track of the times you came. It wasn't like you could tell the difference anyway. Every single thrust from either of them had you reeling into absolute ecstasy. Your vision was starry and blurred, your body kept on begging for more even though you knew you couldn't handle it.

Strangely, the men seemed to be going through the same thing. Even Dottore was loud, groaning, growling and cursing in sync with his thrusts. You were completely filled by now, and no matter how many times they came, they kept going. You had a feeling this wouldn't stop for a long, long time, and you didn't even mind. You were fine with the thought of spending the rest of eternity like this.

Dottore leaned forward again and pressed his chest against yours. His dress shirt was in the way, but the fabric rubbing against your nipples felt undeniably amazing too. You were squeezed between the two, barely able to breathe, but loving every second of it. You used the last bit of strength you had to wrap your legs around Dottore. The changed angle allowed both of them to hit even deeper spots inside you.

For the nth time, they spilled their cum inside you, but pulled out this time. A gush of thick fluid streamed out of you. It felt disgusting when you dropped onto the stained sheets and the mess stuck to your thighs.

But they were nowhere near done with you yet. After both of them sterilizing themselves, Baizhu pulled up your hips and thrust back into you. Your ecstatic scream was silenced when Dottore shoved his cock into your mouth.

You gagged from the force, but he was kind enough to let you adjust for a minute. You looked up at him with wide eyes, trying to get your thank-you message across, and he grinned down at you. You started to move your head at your own pace, moaning around his girth when Baizhu started thrusting.

You relished in both of their moans, their pleasured voices sounded like music to you. That alone was worth the building pain in your throat. You wanted to gag, but held it back. Dottore would be proud of you for making it. The thought drove you as you pushed your head further, relaxing your muscles until your nose finally hit skin.

“Look at that. They got it all down. Does it feel good?”

You nodded up at him. You weren't lying, it actually did feel amazing, but you couldn't tell if it was just because of Baizhu or not.

“Good, good. Won't you show me some more? I'll reward you generously.”

Eager to please, you hollowed your cheeks and allowed Dottore to set his own pace. It was absolutely brutal, every time his cock hit the back of your throat felt like a stab, but you loved every second of it because it was Dottore and only he could inflict this kind of pain upon you. You looked up into his unmasked face, admiring it, admiring him, and came around Baizhu. The vibrations from your muffled moans stimulated Dottore and he held your head still to pour his cum down your throat.

Swallowing gratefully, he finally allowed you to breathe. Baizhu finished a few thrusts later and pulled out of you as well.

Exhausted, they both fell into the bed on either side of you and started running their fingers over your body.

“Fuck, you're good. I don't wanna stop yet, but you both look like you could use a break.”

You were about ready to fall asleep, but you forced your eyes to stay open. You knew the drugs would wear off and you'd probably wake up hating the two men, and you wanted anything but that in your current lust-drunken state of mind.

“Doctor...”, you started, not even knowing which one you were addressing, “will I stop loving you if I fall asleep now?”

“That's entirely up to you, darling.” Baizhu was talking, the nickname made your heart flutter. “You may not remember since the drugs we gave you cause short-term memory loss, but you came with us entirely out of your own volition. I promised you to give you a purpose after your vision was confiscated by the Raiden Shogun and you more or less lost your sense of life, so you agreed to come with me. Though I admit I didn't tell you about my initial plans of turning you into a... well, a lab rat for Dottore and I to work upon. We've been looking for a chance to collaborate for a long time now and the opportunity was just too good to miss out on.”

“And my initial plans after this were to experiment on you in a more lethal matter.” Your eyes widened visibly, which was met with a dark chuckle. “Should I stick to those plans? Do you want to die and be resurrected as an enhanced human machine or do you want to live by our side for the rest of your life? The choice is yours.”

“I want to live... please, but make me love you... over and over again. I never want this feeling to go away.”

Your eyes were closed, but you could almost hear them smirk simultaneously. One of them got off of the bed, the other stayed and wrapped his arms around you, catching you in a warm embrace.

You heard Dottore mumble to himself silently while a pen scratched on paper. “Experiment showing great success even after the first dosis, drug leading to desired results without side effects. Highly addictive... but we'll put this in brackets for now.”

He shuffled back into bed and hugged you from the other side now. The room's cold air slowly started to creep up on you, but the heat of their bodies was enough to keep you warm for the rest of your life.

“Now then... thank you for your collaboration today, my perfect little subject. I hope you'll bear with us for future experiments.”

“Mhm... kiss me, please just one more time...”

As you were already dozing off, Dottore granted you heaven in your last moment awake.