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Danny
Halloween had been awful, except for Danny asking Hex to move in with him. Now that the fog was gone and Danny was soer and they'd had a real conversation about it, Hex found himself ready to move again. He'd miss spencer's, but Jenna could get on without him, and he'd still check back in to care for the property for Spencer, but this...this was huge. He wanted to do this right. To do right by Danny.
And so he had his few boxes and a large suitcase with him when the cab dropped him off. They were unloaded on the curb and Hex took his suitcase to the door. He tried the knob and it was unlocked so he walked right in.
"Danny?" he called. "I've brought me things..."
And so he had his few boxes and a large suitcase with him when the cab dropped him off. They were unloaded on the curb and Hex took his suitcase to the door. He tried the knob and it was unlocked so he walked right in.
"Danny?" he called. "I've brought me things..."
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Hex relaxed into the kiss, only keeping a sigh in because he was busy returning Danny's sweetness. He held the man lightly and savoured him for a long moment.
"I want you to understand, though," he said, "...Just how much control you have. When you say no, I stop."
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"I think I'm going to enjoy learning what those things are," he said.
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"Maybe, or maybe you'll think I'm... I don't know. Sick. I've done a lot of questionable things, Hex. ...Let's just say when they tried to frame me up for Alex's death, they didn't have to work too hard to make 'kinky sex act gone wrong' seem believable."
He didn't want to talk about that though, didn't want his mid to creep back to that place- So instead he moved to the box, putting it between them.
"Show me your favourite kit, then I'll pick out the things I think look good."
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Hex was aware of the fact that Danny's life made it easy to frame him up. He didn't care, honestly.
He reached in the box and dug around, then pulled out a chrome hook and a length of rope.
"One of me favourites," he said softly.
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Then he pushed the memory away, reaching for the hook and running his fingers over it. It was smooth and cold, and he didn't have to ask what it was for.
Reaching into the box, he touched a few items. Leather cuffs, a large and realistic looking cock... But he settled on what looked like an aggressive training leash for a dog. A choking collar. It was silver and smooth, much like the hook, its metal links clinking softly against one another.
He looked at Hex for a moment, then looped it around his wrist before pulling it taught. It was a challenge as much as it was a question. Danny couldn't help but be antagonistic sometimes. It was just part of who he was.
"I like this," he said simply.
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Hex arched a brow but caught the end of the leash and pulled, securing Danny's wrists together. It was tight enough to hurt, but not mark or cause damage.
"You like it really rough?" he asked.
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"Then sometimes we'll play it rough," he said, tugging the leash to tighten the hold and pull Danny closer. "You spin me head, you know that? Spin it round."
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He knew that. ...He knew that, because it went both ways.
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Hex tilted his head to kiss Danny deep as he could, lunging in and sucking at the man's lips, sucking at his tongue. He groaned low and rough and his hold on the leash only tightened. His other hand went round Danny's waist and pulled him close.
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He kissed his way from Hex's lips to his neck, then exhaled with a shudder.
"I want you. We can unpack later. ...I want you now."
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Magic words. Pure magic. Hex tipped his head back to give Danny his neck.
"Undress me," he said, letting go his hold on the leash so Danny could have his hands.
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Hex was so solid, even now while dealing with the prep meds. He was still defined and sculpted. ...Beautiful.
Danny didn't hesitate to lean in and kiss his way across Hex's chest.
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He pushed his fingers into Danny's hair, scratching his nails against the man's scalp.
"Your mouth feels so good," he said softly. He scratched harder and pulled, guiding Danny's mouth to his nipple. "So good..."
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Hex groaned, low and deep. His cock thickened and began to pulse and his breath grew ragged.
"God, I want you," he exhaled. "God, Danny, I want you so much. Teeth...use your teeth..."
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"Tell me what you want tonight," he panted.
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"I just want to use me hands," he said. "I want to feel you. Hold you down. Feel you struggle. And I want to fuck you until neither of us can walk. I want you. Want you..."
He reached for Danny's shirt then to pull it off, even as the man fussed with his fly.
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"Jesus, Danny, you're gonna make me come like this," he gasped, his hips jerking forward into the man's grip. He wasn't exaggerating...much. He was keyed up and he was afraid it wouldn't take much to get him off. Not if Danny was going to go right to his cock. The man's touch, the man's voice...maybe Hex was weak. Easy. He didn't care.
He only kissed Danny again.
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Danny returned the kiss with a low moan, practically crawling into the other man's lap.
"Need you," he purred, rutting against him with a low groan.
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Hex pulled him closer, tugged the shirt off, and threw it away. Hands splayed against Danny's back, he leaned in and kissed the hollow of his throat and followed the line of his collarbone.
"I like how you squirm," he murmured. "Take your cock out."
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Hex slid a hand down and smacked Danny's ass sharply.
"Do what I tell you," he demanded, then immediately kissed him again.
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