Hex

[london_spy]

(from here)

Looking over at the sound of Hex's voice, Danny sighed, getting onto the train anyway. The car was empty, something that would usually be a rare treat, but now only made it impossible for Danny to hide from the other man.

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[just_hex]

Hex shrugged. "Urine's sterile," he replied. "Unless you're sick. Did you like that? That might be more than I'd be willing to do."

[london_spy]

"I didn't like when he put them out wherever he pleased. It was fine in my mouth, the spit made it so it wasn't terribly painful," Danny admitted.

[just_hex]

He nodded and continued to free Danny. When the rope fell away he wrapped his arms around the man from behind and kissed his neck.

"I'm going to tell Stanley I want you," he said. "I've had enough of revolving models. I think we have chemistry and trust. I think that will come across on film."

[london_spy]

"Hopefully he'll go for it," Danny smiled, leaning back against Hex and closing his eyes.

[just_hex]

"I hope so. Danny, let's go to bed. Fuck they pyjamas...lets get undressed so I can feel you against me."

[london_spy]

"I'd like that," Danny smiled, wetting his lips and grinning as he let go and headed off to the bedroom.

[just_hex]

Hex followed him, taking off the harness in the hallway and then his trousers in the room. Stark naked he crawled into his plush bed and settled in.

"I'm exhausted. You've nearly killed me tonight," he teased.

[london_spy]

"Yeah?" Danny asked as he joined him. "Good. I want you spent.

[just_hex]

"Then you've got your wish," he chuckled, rolling to hold Danny and kiss him goodnight.