Nyx
He'd gotten the role. He'd yelled about it and punched the air when he got the email. He had so many things to do, but in with contacting his agent and making an appointment for a haircut, he'd also sent Nyx a message to ask him out. He wasn't sure if he should be casual and suggest coffee or if he wanted to be bold and ask Nyx if he'd like to go to another club...
Got great news r u busy tonight? 2mrw?
He reread if four times before also sending-
This is Hex
Got great news r u busy tonight? 2mrw?
He reread if four times before also sending-
This is Hex
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Both hands slid around Nyx's waist and into his crotch. He forced him to spread so he could fondle him while they talked.
"Do you like it when I take care of you?" he asked softly, something terribly seductive in his tone. "Do you feel safe?"
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Nyx squirmed slightly under the touch, but shook his head.
"I don't need taking care of," he said, leaning in to nuzzle at Hex's jaw. "I like when you touch me though. I like when you tell me what to do, what you want..."
He trailed off, biting down lightly at the crook of Hex's neck.
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Hex groaned and closed his eyes, arms tightening around Nyx.
"Oh my god," he exhaled, trying hard to keep control while Nyx's teeth made his brain glitch.
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"Tell me what you want to do," he murmured, speaking against skin as his lips trailed up towards the lobe of the other man's ear.