Alcuin and Hex

[just_hex]

Hex had finished his meal, bid Alcuin a farewell, and had gone to his quarters to clean up. It had been some time since he'd been with anyone intimately. He'd shared his body, but he had terrible luck with lovers unless they were Betazoid, and those were infrequent this far into the quadrant.

He hoped, though, that hearing about Alcuin's people, and his faith, that he might be able to share something of himself. Something deeper.

The chime sounded inside Alcuin's quarters, announcing Hex's arrival.

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[alcuin]

Alcuin gasped in surprise, and felt the familiar spark of pleasure that came with pain. He wondered vaguely if Hex felt it, but couldn't bring himself to care. "Show me everything you want," he said breathlessly, arching against him.

[just_hex]

"First, I want you bare. I want to know your skin," he replied softly, finishing his wish with a soft kiss.

[alcuin]

Alcuin smiled and got to his feet, and began to peel out of the layers of flowing garment. "Would you like to go to the bed?"

[just_hex]

Hex nodded without hesitation.

"It would be best," he agreed.

He rose as well, undressing as he made his way to the bed. Beneath his clothes, he had felt solid. Bare, it was clear Hex was physical, with defined muscles used to sport and fitness.

[alcuin]

"You have a beautiful body," said Alcuin with a smile. Before getting onto the bed, he did a little slow turn for Hex, revealing a well-formed body and the tattoo covering his back. And one healed scar from a stab wound on his abdomen.

Then he slid onto the bed on his back and crooked a finger at him.

[just_hex]

Hex's curiosity was piqued and he studied Alcuin as he laid out.

"Your back..." he said in wonder. Can I see it?"

[alcuin]

"Of course," Alcuin smiled, and turned over onto his stomach, resting his head comfortable on his arms. "Explore all you like."

[just_hex]

At first, Hex only looked.

Then he moved closer.

And then he was compelled to touch it, to trace the lines of the branching tree that adorned him.

"Is this a part of Elua's teachings as well?" he asked.

[alcuin]

"It is the marque of a Servant of Naamah," Alcuin said softly. "To symbolize her running her nails along the back of patrons who pleased her."

[just_hex]

Hex hummed softly in understanding, then began tracing the nines with his own short nails. One line at first, then all four curled to carve the path inked into Alcuin's skin.

"Like that?" he asked.

[alcuin]

Alcuin found himself wishing for the explicit sting of sharp nails instead, but he said softly, “Yes.”

[just_hex]

Hex dragged his fingertips back up, light as a feather. He paused, truly felt Alcuin through his fingertips and deep into the man's heart.

"...Or like this?" he asked, dragging his nails with intention straight down his back.

[alcuin]

Alcuin gasped as a spark of pleasure went through him along with the bite of pain.

"Like that," he whispered. He knew Hex must feel it.

[just_hex]

He did feel it, stronger than he anticipated. It made his breath catch, then fade off in a low groan.

"That...if a gift from the gods," he agreed.

[alcuin]

"Yes, her name is Naamah," Alcuin said breathlessly. "The ability to endure pain, to restore balance."

[just_hex]

"Because there can be no pleasure without pain?" Hex asked curiously.

He considered that for a moment, reached out to try to truly understand, and scratched him again. This time as hard as his nails would allow.

Open as he was to Alcuin's emotions, he was still surprised to find himself groaning so wantonly.

[alcuin]

"No, there can be pleasure without pain. But there are people who inflict pain without compassion. I can... I can bear pain with ultimate compassion."

And then the nails dug into his back and he too groaned. "Please, Hex..."

[just_hex]

Hex didn't answer in words. He snaked his hand around and caught hold of Alcuin's throat and pulled him tight to his shoulder. The man could breathe, or he could struggle, but he couldn't do both.

"And what do you crave?" he asked softly into his ear.

[alcuin]

Alcuin struggled only briefly... and then breathed.

"Your cock," he gasped. "And... and whatever you want to give me."

[just_hex]

Hex ground his cock against Alcuin until he settled between his cheeks and began to rut. He kept him pulled tight to his shoulder.

"Pray," he simply said, then let his other hand grip Alcuin's cock to stroke him to the very edge.

And no farther.

[alcuin]

Alcuin moaned... and it became a frustrated keening sound when Hex stopped. "Please..." he whispered, body bucking. And it was genuine, too. He could tell Hex was enjoying this, so he didn't feel bad about it, but he was absolutely enjoying, too.

[just_hex]

"Tsk, tsk, tsk...weak," he scolded softly.

Light fingers drew simple shapes on Alcuin's belly.

"Is that bottle the lube?" he asked as he let go of Alcuin's throat to gesture to his bedside.

[alcuin]

"Yes," Alcuin said, eyes following.

"And I can be as strong as you like..."

[just_hex]

Hex chuckled warmly as he reached for the lube.

"I would rather you enjoy than endure," he assured him.

Slicking his fingers, Hex slipped one in, slowly, teasing, learning Alcuin's body as he opened his mind completely, sharing himself with Alcuin just as much as he could feel the other man within his mind and heart. Hex captured his mouth in a hungry kiss and moved so he could toy with Alcuin. Kissing his breath away, all while preparing him at a maddeningly slow pace.

Perhaps he'd meant enjoy and endure...

[alcuin]

It was overwhelming, honestly, but in the very best way. Alcuin could feel things that he knew were coming from Hex, and it was a completely new level of intimacy.

He allowed himself to react entirely honestly, knowing that Hex would feel it regardless. He moaned and whispered his name and dug his nails into his skin.