just_hex | Danny

Danny

After leaving Fin's Hex had taken his time getting to the tube. He'd waited on the train and every moment that passed made him more and more queasy. He knew he needed to come clean with Danny. He knew he needed to accept responsibility for his actions. But he didn't want to. A big part of him wanted to go on without saying anything at all. Maybe Danny wouldn't notice.

He knew that wasn't true, though.

Danny noticed. Danny knew. He just knew things. It was impossible to lie to him, even moreso since Hex was a shit liar.

He finally came into the house well after dark and took off his jacket. He'd hoped Danny was out getting high but the lights were on and he knew the man was home. No avoiding this any longer, then.

"You home?" he called as he shed his jacket.

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Hex smiled and kissed Danny's forehead.

"Happy to," he said, then pulled away so he could get changed into night clothes and brush his teeth. He kept peeking at Danny to see if he was doing the same preparations.

Danny moved a bit slower, finishing his tea before getting up to change into a pair of pyjama bottoms. Half bare, he paused to view himself in the mirror, frowning at the sight of bones and fragile looking skin. He needed to take better care, he thought- Just as he thought nearly every night, even though his habits barely changed.

Soon he was in the bathroom beside Hex, brushing his teeth and scrutinizing the dark circles under his eyes.

Hex spit and rinsed and stepped back so Danny could have the sink. He reached out and laid his hand on the man's back, rubbing up and down slowly.

"You're so beautiful," he said. He could see past those dark circles, the foam in his mouth, the unkempt hair. Hex saw deeper than the cosmetics, he saw who Danny was. Perhaps love made him blind to any flaws...he didn't care, though. He liked what he saw.

Danny wanted to laugh at that, but a mouthful of foam kept him silent a minute longer, until he was rinsing and spitting. Even then though, he didn't speak- He turned and simply kissed Hex's cheek. He wasn't beautiful, not like he'd once seen himself anyway. ...It was nice that Hex thought so though. It was nice to hear.

"Now, to bed with you, love," he said, slipping an arm protectively around Danny to lead him to bed. Once he was tucked in, Hex put out the light and climbed in with him. He held him again. Warm and solid, he wanted to make the other man feel safe and sure.

Danny was a bit restless under the sheets at first, squirming and twisting until he was on his side, his back pressed up tight against Hex's chest.

"Do you still find me sexy?" he asked quietly, a slightly nervous tint to his tone.

Hex pressed a kiss against the back of Danny's neck. His arm around him tightened and he rocked his hips forward, pressing the evidence against the man's ass of what even that bit of squirming did to him.

"Yes," he said. "Always. You turn me on whenever you're near. And when you're not here just the thought of you can make me ache."

Danny relaxed a little, rocking back against Hex.

"You'll tell me if that ever changes, wont you?" he asked.

"Do you think it might?" he asked. "Do you think a day will come when I don't think you're the sexiest man I've ever met? If, for some bizarre reason, that ever happens...I'll tell you."

But he honestly couldn't fathom such a thing happening.

"It could happen," Danny insisted quietly, rocking back again- Teasing this time.

"And the Thames could turn into pudding, I reckon," he chuckled, holding Danny tighter. He pressed more kisses to the back of his neck and along his shoulder as far as he could reach.

"...Neither is bloody likely, though."

Danny let out a soft little moan, closing his eyes and exhaling softly.

"I hope you're right," he said softly.

"About me, I'm sure. About the Thames...stranger things have happened," he teased softly, then licked Danny's neck with the tip of his tongue only to chill the wet stripe with his breath.

Danny let out a soft laugh, followed by a quiet little gasp.

"Fair enough," he agreed, reaching back and lightly holding onto Hex's hip.

"That's more like it," he murmured. He raked his teeth over Danny's wet skin. This sort of affection was as natural as breathing for him. He couldn't imagine not being able to be close to Danny, taking as much comfort as he was giving.

"Feels good," Danny said softly, and it did. having Hex's hands and lips on him made him feel more grounded. More alive- More than any pill or puff might offer.

"I could make you feel so good, Danny," he whispered, his lips ghosting against Danny's skin. "That's what I want to do the rest of me life. Make you feel good. Every day."

"You always make me feel good, Hex," Danny promised, his voice soft and low.

"Good. And I always will."

He moved then scooting back and pulling Danny so he'd roll onto his back. Hex leaned over him and looked at him for a long moment, studying him so he could try to remember this exact moment. How beautiful he thought Danny was, and how much he loved him.

Then he dipped down to kiss him, closing his eyes so he could memorize the softness of the man's lips and the way he smelled. Hex wanted to always be able to recall this perfect moment.

Danny gasped into the kiss, moaning softly and closing his eyes. Here and now, it was easy to let go of all the stress and worry, and let himself get lost with Hex.

He slid his hand over Danny's body, up to his shoulder and down his arm. THere he took hold of his wrist to hold him down. He kissed Danny more deeply. Of course if Danny asked him to stop he would, but the man drove him mad...it was impossible not to want him. And now he felt the blood rushing through him and he wanted more.

"I need you," he drawled in a low, deep whisper. "I need you so much right now, Danny."

"Then take me, I'm right here," Danny said softly, his tone gentle and sweet.

Hex threaded his fingers into Danny's hair and pulled gently. If he didn't have such a handful it might have hurt, but as it was it was just a steady sting as he gripped hard. Hex kissed him again, harder, hungrier. It occurred to him that Danny was unlikely to ever tell him no. No limits, no boundaries. It was intoxicating in a way he couldn't explain.

"I love you," he murmured into the kiss as he began to paw at Danny's waistband to get his pyjamas out of the way.

"Love you more," Danny gasped, squirming a little beneath Hex and lifting his hips.

Closing his eyes, it was easy to get lost in the moment- To forget all about this mess with Hex's other love, to forget about his sickness, and just be.

With Danny's help he got the offending garment down off his ass and pushed low. Hex kept kissing him, needing to taste him more than he needed to breathe, it seemed. He grew rougher, but put that on hold so he could shove his own bottoms off. Then he straddled Danny's thighs and pinned him to the bed. Looming over him he should have been intimidating but he looked at Danny in the low light with such love, such affection, he couldn't be frightening if he tried.

"More than what?" he challenged with a little smile.

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