"Albedo!" He is panicking, and anxious as his restraints only get increasingly complex. "I'll be good, I promise, no more, nya more…!" The alchemist made good on his threat; Aether was strapped tight into the bedding, clinical and uncomfortable as he writhed defiantly against them.
"I will not leave a single scratch on you... Or... I will not intentionally leave any scratch on you... Oh, what does it even matter? I will just heal any scratch I make regardless."
"I'll be good! I will sit in your lap! You can touch my ears! I will not tell anyone at all ever!" Aether is rambling helplessly, squirming against the bindings, begging to be freed from them. "I'll wait!" The blonde feels utterly helpless in this sort of situation. "Ny-o punishment, I'll be good!" He is still squirming, shaking his head back and forth repeatedly. "Albedo, I'll be good, I promise."
Albedo just chuckles softly at Aether's frenetic struggling, his arms folding over his chest.
"It is all for your own good. You will see that I am right later... He whispers in Aether's ear, his fingernails lightly scraping against Aether's neck. "Let us just get this little punishment taken care of, shall we? We can get you back to normal right afterward..." His words are meant to be comforting, though it merely seems to make the situation much worse. "What you ingested in there, even though it was merely an insubstantial amount, was very dangerous for you..." He chides. "I'll never forgive myself for leaving it out so carelessly..." His head tilts as he continues watching the traveler. "If you continue to work yourself up, you are going to give yourself a panic attack or worse..." He sighs. "And you wanted so badly for me not to sedate you..."
He fingers the curvature of Aether's collarbone, tracing over him before retracting explorative hands. "...Are you interested to know what it does when it's injected directly into your bloodstream?" Albedo then proceeds to raise another syringe, moving over the traveler and dispensing the contents of it right into the flesh Aether's thighs— which were no longer obscured by the irritating obstruction known as clothing. "Don't cry, kitten… Just wait for it to take effect. It will only take… two… minutes… at most…"
Aether's lip quivers again, the curves of his cheeks reddening. "I'm never going to come back to visit you, I hope you freeze, I hope you run out of resources and have to eat snow."
Albedo laughs lightly, placing a hand on Aether's back as he injects several more syringes of the same liquid into Aether's thigh. "Don't think I've forgotten how resistant you are to my concoctions." The effect the third one has on Aether is almost immediate as Aether can feel his entire body suddenly begin to tingle, causing his eyes to roll up into the back of his head as he lets out a sensitive little moan.
"There we go... It feels good, doesn't it?"
He feels irrevocably warm all of a sudden, and he curls into the bedding, making a sound of discomfort from the oversensitivity wroughting his entire body with a feverishness that he couldn't quite place. "Albedo, help..."
Albedo takes a moment to look over Aether's body. His head tilts to the side as he looks Aether over with an interested gaze. "You didn't seem to hear me," he says. "But I'll repeat it for you, perhaps hearing difficulty or loss of concentration is a symptom of your affliction..." Aether moans softly at this, not able to quite yet string together intelligible or coherent diction.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" Albedo simpers, smiling down at Aether as he begins to slowly climb onto the bedding with the traveler. He makes sure to be careful of the bindings so as not to hurt the catboy at his disposal— as he moves to get as close to Aether as possible. "Say it."
He leans down, placing a kiss on Aether's forehead and then grabs Aether's chin with one hand, forcing Aether to look up at him. Albedo stares at Aether's face for a moment, seeming to think quite carefully before he lightly slides his hips over the other man's.
The reaction is instantaneous. "It's good, it's so good..." Aether's voice is a slurred purr, his ears twitching restlessly as his legs fall open and around the alchemist.
Albedo chuckles airily. "Noted. I was simply checking to make sure that you still reacted properly to stimuli," He smiles reproachingly down at the incredulous golden gaze that the traveler had turned on him. A radiant grin spreads across his face, revealing the glint of his white teeth as the corners of his mouth turn up in a playful smirk. "Your body knows pleasure, but does it know how to respond to pain as well?"
Aether winces at the obdurate cadence of finality that Albedo was exuding at that moment, it seemed that despite his best attempts to appeal to him, he would be unable to compromise or negotiate his way out of this concept of punishment that the alchemist had decided to commit to. His fuzzy ears flick restlessly, lip quivering in arrant distress. "Alpha, I'm sorry..." He shifts uncomfortably. "Albedo, I'm really sorry..."
A sudden silence falls between Albedo and Aether. All Aether can hear is the gentle sounds of both his and Albedo's breathing as they sit there in the tense atmosphere which seems to have filled the room around them. It appears to be some kind of battle of wills as Albedo stares at Aether, trying to will Aether into submission, but on the other hand, Aether holds his breath, trying desperately to get Albedo to stop what he is doing, both of them waiting to see who would break first.
Aether moves first, pressing his lips against the alchemist's. If questioned, he would be quick to blame it all on the numerous injections addling his brain with whatever aphrodisiac was in those syringes.
Albedo seems satisfied by this offering, this small show of pittance, redemption— and then supplying several more kisses of his own onto Aether's cheek as he holds Aether to his body. Albedo sighs with amusement as Aether nuzzles up against his neck in repentance.
His hands moved carefully over the traveler, touching him as though he were fragile as he skimmed over him. His fingers squeezed firmly against Aether's flesh as he touched his chest, rubbing rhythmically. The pads of his fingers trace a pattern across his skin, and he leans in. Albedo looks down at Aether with his head tilted to the side. "You're sorry?" His eyebrow rises as he leans forward, his face inches away from Aether's own. "I'm not looking for an apology from you." He grabs onto Aether's chin and pulls his head back, holding it in place once more
"I want a thank you," he says in a measured tone. "It makes no difference whether you apologize or not. The truth of the matter is that I have been patient with you, and you repaid me by trying to force a potion down your throat." Albedo strokes the side of Aether's ears affectionately and pulls Aether closer to him. He seems to think about the traveler's predicament further for a few moments while running a hand through Aether's hair to soothe him, before pulling the traveler against his chest. Albedo leans in close to his ear, his lips brushing against Aether's ear as he speaks.
"If you play nice for me then I might allow you to rub against me when it is all over, kitten. Wouldn't that be nice? Just sit tight."
"...What was in that vial?" Aether asks warily.
Albedo hums at this dismissively, pressing his lips against the traveler's jawline, his teeth scraping lightly along the curve of it.
"Albedo..." Aether pleaded, he needed to know what was making him so breathless. What sort of drug did the alchemist make that made him enthralled by the idea of being bound to a gurney like this, unable to stop canting his hips up into his assailant. "Please..."
"I'll tell you, kitty..." He sighs. "But do you really desire to know...?"
The traveler nods earnestly at this prompting. "Nya…It is an itch that I need to be scratched, and..." He pauses. "...Archons, do your nails feel so good," Aether replies, he is trying so hard to give Albedo his full and undivided attention as they converse on such a sensitive subject matter, but the alchemist is so close that he can practically taste his breath in his mouth. "Tell me..."
"You really want to know?"
He inclines his head at this, curiosity burning alight in his amber gaze, and he nods almost absently after leaning into the kiss prompted to him. "Please, Albedo...?" He coaxes, pressing another to the corner of the other man's mouth, his jaw, his throat.
Albedo chuckles softly at this, seemingly convinced after such a long point of stalling. "It was just saline."
Aether... stills at this. Saline was not an aphrodisiac. Saline was not anything. "...So, I..."
"Correct, you seemed to have subconsciously jumped to a conclusion and your body reacted in tandem with your desires. Watching it was... so interesting..." He says, kissing Aether again before he could protest.
He is only mildly surprised when Aether slowly begins to kiss him back.
"...You seem intent on proceeding with this experiment, don't you?" He leans a little closer to Aether. "Is that truly what you wish… or would you rather I took the initiative…?"
"…That sort of thing..." Aether presses closer, his hands falling to the alchemist's hips, tips of his fingers pressing deftly, tightly- into the curvatures of his belt as he held him in place. "I'm nya-t…" He clears his throat. "…not rejecting the sentiment… of it becoming something other than what I'm propositioning you for, I'm just…." He lets out a shaky breath, a little sheepish. He was hoping Albedo could understand what he was getting at without him explicitly saying it.
"Your results will prove inconclusive unless your objective is made clear to all involved parties," Albedo replies dryly. Though the traveler can hear just the smallest note of amusement. He knows, Aether thinks bitterly.
"Just..." Aether trails off, pressing his lips a little forcibly to the alchemist's own.