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 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.