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Hex was easily flattered and easily charmed. He nuzzled into Nyx's neck to taste him, fingers working at his fly to open it. He wasn't frantic, but he was determined. And he had no reason to wait until they were in the flat.
He tried to slide his hand in, only then realizing he was practically going to have to peel Nyx.
Hex was easily flattered and easily charmed. He nuzzled into Nyx's neck to taste him, fingers working at his fly to open it. He wasn't frantic, but he was determined. And he had no reason to wait until they were in the flat.
He tried to slide his hand in, only then realizing he was practically going to have to peel Nyx.
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"What if I like being told what to do? ...What if I like having no choice?" Nyx asked, how words nearly a whisper now. As though he'd finally found something he was truly embarrassed to say.
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"If that's what you want...that's all you have to say," he said.
Hex kissed him for his own enjoyment for a moment before pulling away.
"All I want is for you to be happy, Nyx. I'll give you everything you've ever wanted," he promised. "And if I can take everything I've ever wanted...no matter what..."
Hex's mind raced to a few very dark ideas before he could stop himself. Things he'd never admit, even to Max...but Nyx would let him...
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Nyx rolled onto his back, looking up at Hex and studying him for a moment. For once he thought a little before speaking.
"You can have anything, Hex. You can have everything, if you want. I trust you. ...There's just one thing that's off limits."
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Hex moved a bit so he could listen to Nyx. Propped up, he met his eyes.
"What is it?" he asked. "What one thing?"
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"You can't cut me. No blood," Nyx said softly.
He wasn't sure why, he just felt strongly about it. ...He had no idea if was something Hannibal had put in his programing to make sure he wasn't exposed for what he truly was.
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Hex blinked a few times.
"I...wouldn't? But alright," he said. "Easy enough to keep it all inside, yeah?"
He smiled softly.
"No worrying about that."
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Nyx relaxed a little, then nodded.
"I just don't like blood is all," he insisted. "I didn't mean to imply anything."
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Hex studied him a moment, then laid out next to him. Tender fingertips traced the shape of his cheek and jaw.
"You don't need to explain, love," he said softly.
"Are you...are you worried I'll be angry if you set limits?" Hex asked then.
Thinking Nyx might fear him, even a bit, made his chest ache.
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Nyx shook his head, reaching out to hold onto the other man just a little.
"I just worry you'll ask why... And I don't have an answer for you. I just know blood is something I don't like. I imagine Hannibal would tell me it's something to do with my trauma and memory issues. ...And fair enough, he'd probably be right. He usually is."
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"I don't have to know why," he assured him. "I don't need reasons...if you don't like or want something, that's enough. I won't," he promised.
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Nyx nodded a little, appearing to relax again.
"Thank you, Hex," he said softly.
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Hex smiled tenderly, a softness in his eyes.
"I love you, yeah?" he confessed lightly, sure it was obvious. "I'd give you the world if I could..."
He kissed him then, growing rough as he caught his arms to hold him down.
"Because ou belong to me," he asserted.
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"I love you too," Nyx said. And in that moment he was certain he meant it. He might be less sure the next time he woke, might even question if he could love. But right now he was sure he meant it.