Nyx

[just_hex]

[From here]

What felt right, right then, was to pull Nyx tight against him, to flex his arm rock hard to hold him in place, and then to kiss him...only to bite his bottom lip slowly, tugging on it as he pulled away.

"Will we still be able to break the bond?" he asked, Nyx's freedom much more important than his own desire.

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[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx let out a little gasp, nodding slightly.

"I think- I mean... I believe so," he said quietly, though he had no way of being sure. Other fae had been freed though, and he had doubts their captors had held back while owning them.

"But we don't have to do this if you're nervous," he said quietly. "I can find ways to manage it myself. ...Though it wont help with your own cravings. You would also have to find an outlet. You can't let it fester, Hex. It'll drive you mad."

[just_hex]

"I already feel like I'm going mad," he admitted.

His hands began to paw roughly over Nyx's body, finding skin something that only made him more eager.

"I want to scratch me name into your skin, over and over. Write love like a scribe on your body," he said as he dragged his nails sharply along Nyx's ribs.

[tempting_the_fates]

"I'd prefer you didn't," Nyx said with a little gasp. "I just need a little pain. Just... Just a taste. We need to remain in control of this Hex. Our urges, how far it goes... I know that much."

He hesitated, then guided Hex's hand to his wrist.

"I surrender to you. I trust you to bring pleasure over harm," he said softly.

[just_hex]

With one smooth motion, Hex caught his wrist and bent his arm behind his back and held it there. As it was, it wasn't comfortable but it wasn't unpleasant...as long as Nyx kept still.

"Just a taste?" he asked innocently. "Less slap, more tickle?"

Hi free hand slid round to lewdly grope the fae's ass.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx went still, nodding just a bit.

He tried to move closer, and let out a little whimper when he couldn't.

[just_hex]

Hex was surprised by the rush he felt from simply holding the nymph in place. From taking total control of him.

The hand on his ass moved higher until he took hold of Nyx's hair. As he began to lift him from the floor, he loosened the hold on his wrist and instead took hold of Nyx's throat.

"Where are you ticklish?" he asked darkly.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx gaped a bit, letting out a slightly choked whimper at the pull on his hair.

"I... I don't... Everywhere, I think," he babbled, starting to struggle just a little.

It felt a bit overwhelming, and yet also completely right. It felt good to give Hex control, it felt normal to let his keeper touch and grab, to hand over his body and heart to the other man.

"I just want to make you happy," he said after a beat.

[just_hex]

"You'd make me happy if you said you want me," he said. "If you said you need me."

Hex tilted his head to nuzzle into Nyx's neck and bite and suck a livid mark, unable to resist the temptation to taste him anymore.

[tempting_the_fates]

"I do want you," Nyx said. "I need you, Hex. I'm starving for your touch, I want to know how it would feel to be beneath you, shallow breath, hard thrusts, firm hands. I want to see you come undone..."

[just_hex]

Nyx's words were magic all on their own, dissolving Hex to nothing. Both hands caught Nyx's face and he kissed him, drank him down all while stumbling together toward the bed. All the reasons to resist were gone, every thought he'd had about honour or duty evaporated as the taste of Nyx overtook his senses.

Once they hit the mattress, any pain came from clumsiness rather than cruelty as Hex began to undress him and his inexperience truly began to show. He was adept at the pain and control, but a lover's skin was something new to the touch.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx let him fumble a bit, then gently brushed his hands away.

"Not a race," he said gently, undressing himself, then Hex. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm here, with you, it's just us tonight."

[just_hex]

He laid there, nude, while Nyx finished undressing. He'd admired him before, but now he was a bit more willing to see the beauty of him. To let himself really want him.

"You're stunning," he said softly. "I saw a fae carved from a whale's tooth once. I thought it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. No way could anyone be so delicate. So soft. I've never touched anything so soft," he rambled, fingers exploring Nyx more slowly.

He touched him like a precious sculpture. Like delicate art.

Like he was Hex's alone to enjoy and explore.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx melted a bit beneath the touch, moving closer and letting his own hands explore as the roamed over Hex's arms, chest, hips... Every inch within his reach.

"I'm glad to know I please you. ...You please me immensely. Warm, sturdy, beautiful..."

[just_hex]

Hex's hand crept up to cradle Nyx's cheek. No one had ever said anything so kind to him and another portion of his heart became Nyx's property. He finally understood what it really meant to be a Keeper.

Nyx wasn't his possession. Nyx was his responsibility and to be certain he was cared for, Hex's heart was enchanted.

"One day I'll hurt you in the worst ways," he promised softly, then kissed him as the magic encircling Nyx's wrist began to glow.

[tempting_the_fates]

He could feel the magic buzzing, and Nyx moaned softly as he slipped his arm around Hex to draw him closer.

In that moment, pain was forgotten in favour of pure desire and simple affection.

[just_hex]

Hex didn't seek to hurt him, but he took hold of him with strong hands used to hard work. He pinned Nyx to the bed and kissed him, touched him, learned his shape. He did as Nyx had said, he did what felt right. It seemed, from the sounds Nyx made, that it felt right to him, too.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Hex," Nyx panted, shifting a bit beneath the other man in search of a bit more friction. "My Hex," he added quietly, the words nearly a whisper.

[just_hex]

"Mine," he replied. "My Nyx. Mine..."

He kissed him eager to utterly lose himself in the wonder of it. Q had read him stories of falling in love and Hex thought he'd understood, but he hadn't. He could feel himself falling, tumbling, sinking to the very blackest depths where all he knew was Nyx.

[tempting_the_fates]

"I want you. I want to drown in your kiss, I ache for the thrust of your hips," Nyx said, letting his thoughts tumble freely from his lips.

[just_hex]

Hex tried to figure out how he could give Nyx everything he craved. In the end, he took him and rolled, pinning himself beneath the nymph.

"Let me watch you. I want to see you come," he said. "Ride me. Kiss me..."

Ambitious, he knew. Q had barely touched him and he'd come undone. He'd likely disappoint Nyx, but he wanted so badly to please him.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx looked startled by the unexpected change in position. He'd wanted to feel the weight of Hex on top of him, but touch was touch, and he was starving for it.

"Yes, fine, " he agreed, settling in and then leaning over to kiss him. A bit of magic had him slick and ready, and he easily took Hex in hand to guide him into place.

His movements were confident and fluid, he had plenty of experience and it showed.

[just_hex]

Hex held Nyx's hips as he lowered himself. His fingers dug in, eyes squeezed shut, breath held behind a bitten lip.

"Stop," he gasped and smacked Nyx's ass sharply.

He didn't mean to hurt him, but he knew if the nymph moved he'd be shamed the same as he'd been with Q. There was no hope of lasting.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx yelped, but did go still.

"I haven't even started," he protested.

[just_hex]

"I never...I can't..." he stuttered, then forced himself to calm down.

He held Nyx and trembled a bit.

"I'm alright," he assured him then. "I'm alright..."

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx looked confused, then a bit frustrated.

"Need it," he complained, squirming a bit.