Nyx

[just_hex]

He'd thought he was alright with this. Being mates. Being lovers. He'd thought he would be alright.

But he missed Nyx. Even when they were together, even when they were in bed, it felt like something was gone.

He knew what it was. Nyx didn't want him to be his Keeper. His heart had broken a bit, and it still ached.

Another miserable day at work, another miserable dinner.

Hex was laying in bed, wide awake, lost in worry, when Nyx came in. Before the Nymph could even put his things down, Hex sat up.

"I need to be your Keeper again," he said plainly.

"What do I need to do to get you to come back?" followed, much more tenderly.

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[just_hex]

"Yes," Hex said, swatting a few more times before he slicked his fingers in his mouth and began to tease his way into Nyx.

"Tell me you love me. Every day. Tell me you want me. Everyday," he continued, fucking him slowly, mostly to drive him mad.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I love you, endlessly, for all eternity," Nyx promised, breathless and trembling a little on the other man's lap as HEx started to prepare him.

"I love you, Hex."

[just_hex]

Hex paid close attention to how Nyx was breathing and the pitch of his voice. How he moved and when he whined.

When he was sure Nyx was needy enough, he moved him back to the bed and fell on him, kissing him as he fumbled for the actual lube.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx slipped an arm around him, holding him close.

"Want you," he purred, admiring the other man.

Hex, to him, was the most perfect being he'd ever seen. The man was brimming with a love Nyx had never known before.

[just_hex]

Hex was quick and was soon deep inside him. When he found just the right angle, he curled his fist around Nyx's cock, determined to take everything the nymph was willing to give him. All his trust. All his magic. All his love.

"I'm yours," he promised. "All yours."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"And I'm yours," he promised, panting and covering Hex's hand with his own.

"Please, Hex... Harder," the fae begged.

[just_hex]

Harder. Brutally hard. Hex squeezed his cock as he drove into him. Every thrust shoved him a bit up the bed.

Nyx's magic called to him. begged for harder, begged for rougher. Hex wouldn't have resisted, even if he'd wanted to. He held Nyx's wrist so tightly that bruises bloomed beneath his fingers. He dropped low to kiss him, sucking livid marks. And all the while, he was too focused on the nymph's pleasure to consider his own.

He was driven to take Nyx apart.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx couldn't have held back even if he'd wanted to, falling apart beneath Hex with a soft cry that became a low moan of pleasure.

"Hex," he whispered, magic flowing freely again, though this time it was focused on pleasure, and Hex. It wound around the other man, squeezing him, drowning him- It was perhaps a bit too much, overwhelming and causing every bit of pleasure to become intense to the point it could be painful.

[just_hex]

He'd have devoured Nyx if he could. Swallowed him down and kept him settled in his chest.

Impossible, but still he tried, tasting him as he chased his pleasure. When it hit, he was almost surprised. It was dizzying how he could go from wanting to desperate to being utterly, peacefully spent.

To resting half atop Nyx and kissing him tenderly as he came back to himself.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Mine," he whispered in the man's ear, arms wrapped tightly around him as he nursed him through the afterglow. "My Hex, mine, forever."

[just_hex]

That was all he wanted. All he'd wanted his whole life. To belong to someone.

"I love you, Nyx," he said softly, with gravity. "I'm entirely yours."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Rest now, lover. Sleep," the fae whispered, stroking Hex's back.

[just_hex]

He moved a little, but not much. He stayed close, holding Nyx protectively as he closed his eyes.

"My Nyx," he mumbled, just before sleep took him.