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[just_hex]

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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.

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[just_hex]

"You're me everything," he admitted before he could stop himself.

His hands grew rougher and his kisses hungrier as he enjoyed Nyx as he liked...

...As he knew made Nyx ache for more.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Let's do something new," Nyx insisted, gasping under Hex's touch. "Something new for me, at least."

[just_hex]

"Something you're curious about?" Hex purred, tasting Nyx's throat before drawing back with a grin.

"Tell me..."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh, I- I ah..."

It was hard to think with Hex's lips on his neck, and he stumbled over his words a little.

"I didn't have anything in mind, to be honest."

[just_hex]

Hex chuckled softly, the warmth of it rumbling straight into Nyx's blood.

"You should lay down," he purred. "Relax, princess..."

He was teasing, but he was warm as he guided him down.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx lay down slowly, settling in on the bed and stretching out. "I'm not a princess. ...Not always," he grinned, reaching to pull Hex down with him.

[just_hex]

"Anyone ever actually given you the princess treatment?" Hex asked, petting him and admiring him.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Everyone gives me that treatment," Nyx snorted. "...I mean, at least I think they do."

[just_hex]

Hex moved then, rising up so he could settle Nyx properly.

"Nah...that's not it," he said.

People catered to Nyx, he'd seen that, but what he was offering was care and devotion at another level. Nyx had no real choice, Hex was unrelenting as he undressed him, touched him, rubbed him down and aroused all his senses.

When he'd nearly made Nyx melt, when the man was relaxed with bliss on his face.

"Now roll over," he said, taking his hands off Nyx as they began to grow rougher and wanting.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx turned over, settling in on his stomach and stretching out a little.

[just_hex]

Hex pampered him and adored him, at first entirely for Nyx's pleasure.

But once the man rolled over, Hex's fingers grabbed and caught him and his kisses became rough and toothy.

And all the while, he murmured to Nyx soft, affectionate praise. Beautiful. Talented. Charming.

As his kisses moved lower, his tone changed.

"...Spoilt," he praised. "Needy..."

And to prove he was right, he slicked his finger to toy with Nyx's ass.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx had been laying mostly quiet, bar the occasional content sigh or giggle, but at that he let out a gasp of surprise that faded to a low groan.

"Hex," he gasped. "Please..."

He begged shamelessly, his only thoughts of pleasure and want.

[just_hex]

Hex moved near Nyx's ear, gucking him slowly with one finger.

"Unbecoming of a princess to beg," he scolded. "But how could you know..."

He tasted his neck, then smiled.

"A princess makes demands..."

Hex knew Nyx could be a bit of a diva as a pop star. He doubted he'd ever had a lover safe enough to fully be a brat without fear of being too much. Without fear of being left.

Hex knew he could give Nyx that. Easily.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Well you can stop calling me princess for a start," he panted, squirming a bit more beneath Hex, but struggling to actually demand anything. It wasn't that he was embarrassed though, it just didn't come naturally. Though Nyx was unaware that nearly nothing he did came naturally. He was designed to adapt, learn and reprogram himself as his life demanded. It was what made him so human.

[just_hex]

That sparked a chuckle.

"Highness?" Hex taunted, warm and affectionate. "Majesty?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx huffed and gave Hex a light kick.

"You're not funny," he sulked.

[just_hex]

The kick wasn't enough to deter him. He simply moved to hold Nyx down so he couldnt do it again.

"You never played games like that," he said, more observation than question.

"Less Simon Says...maybe more Mother-May-I. But even as a sub, you can have wants. You can make demands, Nyx."

He kissed him slowly.

"I'll show you how," he promised.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"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.

[just_hex]

"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...

[prince_of_nymphs]

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."

[just_hex]

Hex moved a bit so he could listen to Nyx. Propped up, he met his eyes.

"What is it?" he asked. "What one thing?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"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.

[just_hex]

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."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx relaxed a little, then nodded.

"I just don't like blood is all," he insisted. "I didn't mean to imply anything."

[just_hex]

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.

[prince_of_nymphs]

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."

[just_hex]

"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.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx nodded a little, appearing to relax again.

"Thank you, Hex," he said softly.

[just_hex]

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.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"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.