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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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Nyx made a startled sound, but soon relaxed, letting out a soft laugh.
"So ready," he promised.
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"We're going to a club that's a little more intense than the last one. If you're not into it, I have a back up plan," he assured him as they entered an ordinary door in an ordinary building.
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"I can handle anything," Nyx assured him. "I want to try anything you want to try."
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There was a counter and Hex signed in and surrendered his phone.
"Yours, too," he said, holding his hand out for Nyx's device. "It's secure. They lock it up."
The woman behind the counter waited patiently.
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Nyx visibly hesitated, wary of letting his phone out of his sight, but eventually handed it over to Hex.
"You're sure it's secure?" he asked, reluctant to let it go.
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"I'm positive," Hex promised as the woman slipped each phone into a sleeve, then put them both in a locker.
Once she did, the door buzzed to let them in. Hex reached for Nyx's hand, but then slipped his arm fully around his waist.
Stepping through, it was clear instantly this club was more 'intense'. People were bound. Suspended. Locked into uncomfortable positions. A naked woman was being slowly covered in melted wax.
Hex gave Nyx a minute to balk.
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Nyx didn't balk, but he was quiet, silently taking it all in and trying to get a feel for it all. He kept close to Hex, holding onto him as though nervous about being separated.
"You've been here before?" he asked after a moment.
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"I have," he nodded, standing solid and secure with his arm around Nyx.
"If it's too much, we can go. It's alright," he assured him softly. "It's not everyone's thrill."
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"No, it's interesting," Nyx assured him. "It's just a lot to take in. You'll have to guide me. I'm not really sure what I'm doing."
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"We'll walk around to the bar to get something to drink. Look, but don't leer, yeah? And ask me anything you want to know about," he said quietly, close to his ear.
But before they went anywhere, Hex admired Nyx for a moment, unbuttoning his shirt.
"Other people come to look, too," he explained.
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Nyx looked slightly embarrassed when Hex opened his shirt, then laughed softly.
"Pretty sure they'd rather be looking at you."
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"They will be. This is what they'll expect," he told him.
As they began to walk slowly, he explained doms and subs, the dynamic and the dress. He pointed out a few pairs who were clearly doms and subs, but one wore strict leather, and the other was only in jock straps. What they all had in common was they were clearly paired together.
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"How long have you been doing this?" Nyx asked. What got you into it?"
The whole time he was touching Hex, fingertips pawing at him.
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"I was nineteen when I met an older bloke who was into it. He took me round Liverpool, showed me off. Taught me all sorts of things," he said. "I learned what I liked, he told me why I liked it."
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"That must have been exciting," Nyx smiled. "Things always are when they're new. ...Have you had many partners you shared this with?"
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"I've had a lot of subs, but I've never had a...partner," he answered.
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"Really?" Nyx asked, genuinely surprised.
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"Really," he said. "That's a real commitment and I've never met the right person, yeah?"
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"Well, no pressure tonight, yeah? We're just having fun," Nyx assured him, leaning into him a bit. "Tell me what you want to do first."
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"First we'll get drinks, then we can get a seat and watch for a bit. If you like, we can get a suite," he said.
"Or if you want to be watched, we can stay out here."
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"Oh, I don't want to be watched," Nyx said awkwardly. "I get enough attention elsewhere," he added with a nervous laugh.
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"I figgered," he nodded.
He got their drinks and took Nyx to a plush bench with a high back and a small table. On the right side, on the floor, was also a cushion.
Hex sat, then pulled Nyx onto his lap. Keeping him close meant he could speak softly.
"I like how you fit there," he purred.
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Nyx relaxed into it, settling against Hex and then slipping an arm around him to hold on.
"I like being here. I like being with you."
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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.