just_hex | Spencer

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.

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Spencer nodded, swallowing hard as he tried to relax.

"I'm sorry," he apologized quietly.

"What are you sorry for?" Hex asked softly, ready to reach around and undo the ribbon. He could see how uncomfortable Spencer was and that alone was possibly the least arousing thing he'd ever experienced. It was no fun if Spencer wasn't enjoying it too.

"That I'm nervous," Spencer said softly. "I'm sorry- I'm trying."

He leaned in then, kissing Hex's cheek softly.

Hex purred softly and accepted the kiss for a moment before turning his head to capture Spencer's lips with his own. He wanted to be rough, wanted to be stern, but then Spencer was so soft and pliant, willing to please if not entirely eager, and Hex found he only wanted to shelter him, not hurt him.

"You make this hard," he whispered before deepening the kiss and stealing Spencer's breath.

"I'll be better," Spencer promised. "I'll try harder."

Hex caught hold of Spencer's face in both hands and let his kiss linger just a little longer, then he pulled back enough to look at him.

"You don't have to try harder, Spencer," he said. "You enjoy it...or you don't. And if you don't that's alright. I'd never ask anything of you that makes you uncomfortable and right now I think you are."

"I've just never considered that this sort of thing could be sensual or erotic, that's all. ...What if- What if we tried this, without me being tied up. What if you just held me down and told me what to do. Would that... Would that be sexual for you? I think... I think it could be for me. I like being given instruction. It makes me less nervous," Spencer admitted.

Hex nodded at that and reached around to take the tail of the ribbon. One simple tug and Spencer was freed, the satin slipping away from his wrists.

"Like this, then," he said, taking hold of Spencer's arms and pulling him over to the wall. He didn't hesitate a bit as he pushed Spencer's arms against the wall to hold him in place. "I'd like this better in bed. This is so...intimate..."

Spencer blushed and nodded- Because it was. Hex was so close that he could feel the man's breath hot against his skin, and there was nearly no space between them.

"I- I;d like that. I think," he nodded, hesitating, and then quietly adding, "Sir."

"I can't not touch you. I can't do it," he said. "I mean...touch you. Let's go home where there aren't strict rules. We can always come back here another night, or go somewhere else. But for tonight I want to be able to make you come. I want more than what's allowed."

His grip loosened and he let go.

"Get dressed," he said, his mind already racing with thoughts of what they could do that Spencer might actually enjoy. Hex was going to have to be creative...and he was going to have to get his cock under control.

Spencer nodded, looking a little dazed, but not hesitating to pull his clothes on.

"Are we going back to yours?" he asked.

"Yeah, mine. I've got some things to play with there, though we don't need any of that. I don't need anything but me hands and me mouth," he replied quietly as he reached down to adjust his arousal.

Spencer blushed again then nodded.

"I'd like to see what you have," he said as he pulled on the last of his clothes. "Your, um, toys."

"We should go shopping together. We should make a night of it, yeah? If you don't want to go to a shop we could both use me computer...but sometimes it's better to see what you're wanting to buy," Hex said. He waited until Spencer was dressed and ready, but then he took hold of him in a solid embrace once again. He slipped an arm around the man's narrow waist and reached up with the other to push his hair back.

"I want you," he admitted softly. "I think about you all the time, yeah? Going to bed with you makes me happy. Indescribably happy. You should know that."

"I like being with you too- in bed. Anywhere, actually," Spencer confessed, smiling brightly when Hex embraced him.

"You are so special to me, Spencer," Hex said, then stole a sweet, soft kiss. That was all. Just one. Then he smiled at Spencer and lead him out of the room.

"I'll just have to sign off the bill and then we can go. Do you mind the tube? I don't have enough money on me for a cab."

"I can pay. For this- For the cab as well, if you want," Spencer offered, already pulling out his wallet.

"It can be my treat."

"Alright," he agreed with a smile. It didn't take long to settle up and out on the street they only had to wait a short while before a cab pulled over for them. Hex slid in next to Spencer and pressed close. He gave the address then leaned in close. He put his lips near Spencer's ear so he could whisper.

"I can't wait to hold you down. To feel you underneath me...the way you squirm..."

Spencer blushed, ducking his head and looking embarrassed.

"Hex! We're still in public," he whispered, going red as the driver glanced at them in the rearview.

"That makes it exciting, yeah?" he said, no longer whispering and moving away so he wasn't tempted to do anything right here and now. Oh, his hands itched to take hold of Spencer, he was dying to taste the man's tongue, too, but he dutifully held himself in check.

"That's not the word I'd use," Spencer said quietly, clearly embarrassed by the attention they were getting.

Hex reached out and laid his hand on Spencer's thigh, then met the driver's eyes in the mirror.

"Watch the road, mate," he said, just a touch antagonistic. The man said nothing as he returned his attention to the road before them. Then he settled into the seat and looked at Spencer.

"What excites you?" he asked. "In any way, I mean. What do you think is exciting?"

"I- I don't know. I like... I like when you touch me," he whispered, "And I like when you say things... Dirty things," he clarified.

He couldn't help but smile at that and commit it to memory. If Spencer liked it when he got a bit dirty he'd try to do it more.

"What else? You were in a dangerous job...did you like the thrill of that? Guns? Guns all the time in America, yeah?"

"I-I don't really like guns. I'm not a very good shot," he admitted, his mind flashing to Tobias, and the way he'd crumpled...

It made Spencer shudder, and he closed his eyes, trying not to think about it.

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