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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[london_spy]

"No, they really aren't," Danny agreed, relaxing as Hex washed him. "You're honest too though. Open. ...It's a nice change of pace for me."

[just_hex]

Hex was quiet for a long moment. Too long. He needed to think it through before he said anything. In the end he decided to trust Danny.

"I do have a secret," he said. "A big one. But you'll think I'm mad. Barking mad."

[london_spy]

"...Alright" Danny laughed, turning and offering a lopsided smile. "You see dead people? Can talk to ghosts? Were abducted by aliens?" he asked with a chuckle.

"Come on, how mad can it be?"

[just_hex]

"Abducted by aliens...sort of," he sain. Hex was never very good at hiding his emotions and the look on his face wasn't bashful now. It was fear. Fear Danny would leave.

"Me mate, Ace? She was born in the nineteen sixties. She and that Doctor I mentioned? Well...he's an alien. A Time Lord, actually. And for a while I traveled with them in space. Through time. You really wouldn't believe the things I've seen, Danny."

[london_spy]

Danny looked puzzled, then unsettled- Before shaking his head and smiling.

"Funny. You nearly had me there, you know that?" he laughed, shaking his head and giving Hex a playful smack.

[just_hex]

Not being believed was better than being shunned and Hex could only laugh.

"Yeah, well," he said, shrugging a little in defeat.

[london_spy]

Danny leaned in and stole a kiss, then tipped his head back to let the spray wash over him.

[just_hex]

Hex caught some water and rinsed a bit of soap off himself then waited to step out. He watched Danny finish up.

"You are so gorgeous," he said. "Dead beautiful."

[london_spy]

"I've a weird nose and squinty eyes," Danny laughed. "I look alright. Would probably look better if I hadn't spent half my life filling my body with drink and drugs."

[just_hex]

"I don't see that. I don't see that at all," he said, taking Danny's face in his hand and stroking with his thumb.

"Your eyes are honest and clear. Your lips are perfectly kissable. Your body is..."

He looked down and his spent cock was twitching back to life.

"I'll shut up or you'll never get your cigarette," he laughed.

[london_spy]

Danny glanced down, blushing slightly as he smiled in return.

"Apparently so," he teased. "Let me have that smoke, and maybe when I come back in you can give me a reason to shut up instead," he said playfully, giving Hex one last kiss before towelling off and looking around.

"You have some pyjama bottoms I can pinch? or just a long shirt? Just enough to cover up while I step out into the garden."

[just_hex]

"I've got both," he said, drying off and then walking bare to his bedroom to find a soft t-shirt and a pair of bottoms with a drawstring Danny could cinch up. Once he'd passed them off he found some for himself.

"Go smoke. I'll make some tea," he said.

[london_spy]

"Thanks," Danny smiled, getting dressed and grabbing his smokes and his phone before ducking outside.

In his rush he hadn't realized he'd actually picked up Hex's phone, and he was surprised to feel it vibrate as he lit up and took his first drag.

The lock screen wasn't his, and though he knew he shouldn't look, his eyes were drawn to the message on the screen and the icon of a man with long and shaggy dark brown hair. A man Danny belatedly recognized as Hex's actor friend.

Fin: Thinking about you. Last video was amazing, wouldn't mind spending a night at your feet. ;) Ring me?

Before he could even think about what he was doing, Danny unlocked the phone and deleted the message, finishing his cigarette quickly and then slipping back inside. Casually, he put the phone back, then slunk off to the kitchen to find Hex.

Silently he stepped up behind Hex and nuzzled at his neck, grinding playfully against him.

"What was your last video about?" he asked quietly, keeping his tone light and playful, and trying not to sound too curious.

[just_hex]

"The last one? Oh, simple really. We went through a few basic submission positions. From the easiest to harder ones that hurt and force the sub to work to be still. And how to, you know, bow and lick boots from those positions," he explained. "I have it if you want to watch it."

He was easily distracted by Danny's affection and attention and as soon as he had the water boiled he turned to take Danny in his arms. His pyjama bottoms did nothing to hide his growing arousal.

[london_spy]

"Do you like that?" Danny asked, still nuzzling and nipping at bare skin. "Someone at your feet? Wearing your collar, serving, adoring..."

A small part of him felt guilty, another part felt strong. He didn't have much left to fight for, and though he was too afraid, too broken, to ask that Hex be his so soon after losing Alex... He didn't want anyone else having him either.

Manipulative? Possibly. Greedy? Absolutely, but didn't he deserve to be just a bit greedy after all he'd lost?

[just_hex]

Hex gasped softly at every rake of Danny's teeth.

"Sometimes," he sighed. "I wouldn't want it all the time. Not a lifestyle slave. But sometimes it's fun for a scene. For a...Christ...for a night."

[london_spy]

"I'd like that. To be yours, I think, for just a night," Danny murmured, tilting his head so his lips were right against the shell of Hex's ear as he whispered and wedged his knee between Hex's legs.

"I could use a bit of training," he whispered.

[just_hex]

He rolled his hips forward, grinding his erection against Danny's thigh.

"We'll make a night of it," he said. "I could even take you to Hitch or the Hoist where we can have a proper dungeon."

The very thought of Danny at his feet made him eager.

[london_spy]

"If you want," Danny nodded, rutting against Hex in return, and letting out a needy little moan.

Danny was no spy, and he wasn't good at much, in his opinion, but he was bloody good at pulling people.

[just_hex]

Hex was easily seduced and he grabbed Danny to kiss him, tongue sliding in to taste him deeply. He groaned with satisfaction and the tea was forgotten. He pulled him along, from the kitchen into the main room toward the stairs up to his room.

"Fuck," he mumbled against Danny's mouth. "You're so hot, Danny. So bloody sexy."

[london_spy]

"Look hotter on my knees," Danny purred, shoving his hand down Hex's trousers even as they walked, stroking him in a way that said, 'This is mine now. Mine.'

[just_hex]

Hex got chills from the way Danny touched him and he nodded.

"It's yours," he promised and that sealed it for him. Only Danny's.

They made their way awkwardly up the stairs, Hex stealing kisses until third from the top when Hex lost patience and scooped Danny up, hoisted him over his shoulder, and carried him to the bedroom.

[london_spy]

"Shit!" Danny laughed, letting Hex carry him and holding on tight.

[just_hex]

Hex laughed, too and took Danny to the bed where he deposited the man. He followed him down and kissed his neck while rutting against him.

"I want you on your knees. I want you without a condom," he confessed.

[london_spy]

Danny froze at that, his smile fading.

"What?"