Spencer
Hex's attitude had brightened over the past weeks to the point that even the people at the hospital had noticed. No one gave him a hard time when he announced he had a boyfriend, but Caro did wink and nod and made him blush.
This week he'd lucked out and had actually gotten the weekend off...every dog had its day...and he'd made plans with Spencer. Hex had cooked, nothing terribly fancy, just some chicked and some oven baked chips, and he'd set up a new documentary in his queue. He really was itching to go out but he and Spencer had never really discussed...well, he doubted very much he'd get Spencer out to the Hoist and he wasn't too keen on going to a bar.
He met Spencer at the door with a smile, the rich scent of dinner filling his flat. The first impulse was to kiss him but Hex was always very careful, very purposeful when he touched Spencer. The last thing he wanted was to startle him.
This week he'd lucked out and had actually gotten the weekend off...every dog had its day...and he'd made plans with Spencer. Hex had cooked, nothing terribly fancy, just some chicked and some oven baked chips, and he'd set up a new documentary in his queue. He really was itching to go out but he and Spencer had never really discussed...well, he doubted very much he'd get Spencer out to the Hoist and he wasn't too keen on going to a bar.
He met Spencer at the door with a smile, the rich scent of dinner filling his flat. The first impulse was to kiss him but Hex was always very careful, very purposeful when he touched Spencer. The last thing he wanted was to startle him.
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Hex saw the look in Spencer's eyes and he moved in closer, but he didn't smile. He offered no real comfort other than the gentleness of his hands as he undid Spencer's tie. And the top button. Then he gently reached up to touch the man's face.
"You should have a safe word. Something to make me stop immediately," he said. "It's important. Can you think of a word? Something...odd. Something you wouldn't otherwise say."
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"Concupiscence is an uncommon word- though, um, fitting for the situation, I think," he said softly.
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"I've never heard that word before in me life," he chuckled in reply. He meant to play the scene but curiosity got the best of him. "What's it mean, then?"
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"It's a formal noun, it means strong arousal or lust," Spencer replied. "From the Latin. Con, meaning with. Cupi, as in cupid - desire, and, then *escere, the *suffix denoting a beginning of a process or state."
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"Oh...good word, then," he said with soft approval and admiration. "Alright, then. That'll be it. Now hush and strip."
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He didn't take his time to put on a show though, he took his time because his fingers were struggling to do as he asked.
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For his part, Hex remained dressed. He stood tall and still as Spencer undressed, then indulged himself in a slow caress.
"Get on your knees, now," he said when Spencer had finally stripped. "You should only ever look up to me."
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"But the floor looks really uncomfortable- Also, I have reservations about how clean it is," Spencer said as he looked down and around himself.
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"Ah, ah," Hex chided firmly. "Yes, sir or no, sir...and if you defy me then you face consequences. Now, I'm telling you to get on your knees..."
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"Yes. ...Um, yes, sir," he said awkwardly, moving to get down on his knees.
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The rush that hit him was powerful. Intoxicating. Hex looked down at Spencer and though this wasn't about arousal he couldn't help the way his body reacted to the sight of Spencer sinking down.
"That's good," he said, reaching down to stroke Spencer's hair. "Very good."
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Spencer shifted a little on his knees, then looked up, briefly making eye contact before glancing away.
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"What could I get you to do? If we were home I'd have you undress me. I'd make you kiss me feet, maybe. Because I look at you down there, Spencer, and all I want is that lovely mouth of yours on me," he admitted. He had thought this might be hard for Spencer, for as much as he talked and for as strong as he was. He hadn't thought for a moment he didn't have it in him to play the Sir when it came down to it.
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"I don't- I don't know... I suppose you could get me to do whatever I was capable of doing," Spencer said, forgetting again that he wasn't supposed to speak.
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Hex's reaction was swift. He reached out and caught Spencer's face, fingers pressing into his cheek.
"You're terrible at this," he scolded. "Sir," he added as a reminder.
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"Ow! Fine, sorry... Sir... I'll say it," Spencer whimpered, wiggling away a little.
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Hex let go of Spencer's face but snatched hold of his hair before he could wiggle away too far. He made sure to get as much hair as he could so he could control him rather than hurt him.
"Up, now," he said as he gave a tug. "On your feet. I wasn't going to punish you, but I think you might benefit..."
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Once Spencer was on his feet Hex let go of his hair and went to the pegboard where the assortment of rope hung. There were so many kinds to choose from- nylon and cotton and hemp, thick as his thumb or thin twine. But he had some idea of what he thought Spencer could tolerate and so he selected a meter long black satin ribbon and brought it back. He turned Spencer round and brought his hands behind his back to bind him.
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"I don't... I don't know about this part, Hex. ...I know I'm not supposed to talk, but... I need you to know that I'm not sure," Spencer said softly, tensing noticeably.
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This time there was no retribution. Hex only kissed Spencer's shoulder and exhaled, his breath feathering over the man's soft skin.
"Trust me," he said. "I know that might be hard, but try. Try to trust me, Spencer. I'll not harm you. Even if this is punishment...we're supposed to enjoy it, yeah? Relax, love."
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Spencer was still looking nervous, and he blushed as he nodded.
"I do trust you," he promised quietly.
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That was enough for Hex. He slipped the ribbon round Spencer's wrists and bound his arms together. It was a secure prison, but sweet and soft against the man's sensitive skin. Once his hands were bound behind his back, Hex moved in front of Spencer and began to touch him with dry, rough hands.
"How's that, then?" he asked.
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"It's okay," he said quietly, though he didn't sound sure.
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Hex picked up on the trepidation right away and began to stroke and pet Spencer to calm him down.
"Take a moment to get used to it," he said, keeping close so Spencer could lean on him if need be.
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