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]

"I'd never do anything unsafe, Danny. Never. And never anything without your consent," Hex said softly.

[london_spy]

"I know, I know that- I just- Sorry. I misunderstood, sorry," Danny laughed awkwardly.

[just_hex]

"It's okay, yeah? It's ok."

He returned to Danny's neck, kissing over his pulse as his hand roamed the man's body. Then he kissed him proper- slow and sweet.

[london_spy]

Danny didn't want sweet though, not when he felt like he was competing with someone who clearly had a different relationship with Hex.

"I need you. Come on, don't be sweet, I don't need sweet. I need you- In me, on me, rough in control..." Danny purred between kisses.

[just_hex]

"You need it, huh?" he asked, rising up to look down at Danny with a dark light in his eyes. "I don't think I believe you need it."

He moved off Danny and rolled onto his back, braced up on his elbows.

"I think you should get on the floor. On your knees. Hands behind your back. And ask me again."

[london_spy]

Danny wet his lips and nodded, itching to ask if hex was like this with the actor. To be better than his actor.

Getting down on the floor, he settled on his knees and spread his legs slightly, crossing his wrists behind his back and wetting his lips. Danny didn't play a part, didn't slip into a role, he was just- Danny. Pure Danny.

"I need you."

[just_hex]

Hex hooked his thumbs in his bottoms and pulled them down his hips til his cock sprang free. He was hard, thick, ready.

"Start at my feet and kiss your way up. Work for it and you can have it."

[london_spy]

Danny wet his lips and smirked, ducking low and kissing Hex's toes, before working his way up to his ankle.

[just_hex]

"That's it. Nice and slow," he said as he took himself in hand. He stayed propped up on one elbow to watch Danny.

He was so...so honest. So pure. No put on show of submission, no role he fell into. It wasn't like with Fin or even Q. He found it more arousing than either of them.

[london_spy]

Danny moved higher and higher, nuzzling at Hex's knee and then smiling faintly as he glanced up at Hex.

[just_hex]

"Perfect. You're doing so well. Now higher. Come get it," he said. "Slow. Don't rush. If you rush you'll regret it."

He wondered if Danny would rise to the bait, just to see how much he could be punished.

[london_spy]

Danny took the bait, he'd been waiting for it, and he licked his lips greedily as he ducked his head and took the tip of Hex's cock between his lips.

[just_hex]

Hex grabbed him by the hair tightly and pulled him away. He tutted softly and shook his head.

"Ah, ah, you must not need it that bad," he said. Then he sat up, letting go of his hair, and reached for the man's drawstring and took his bottoms down. They fell to the floor and puddled at Danny's feet. "Now turn around and bend over. Grab your ankles."

[london_spy]

Danny wasn't totally sure what Hex meant, and he hesitated as he turned around and held his ankles, still mostly kneeling. "Is that what you want? Is that right?"

[just_hex]

The position of submission was beautiful. The way it forced Danny into a lovely curve, the way he stretched and contorted, it was a think of beauty.

"Perfect," he said. Then he got up, tucked his cock away, and picked up a crop from the toys they hadn't yet put away. He came back to Danny and dragged the leather tip across his shoulders.

"You should have gone slower," he said, then snapped the man's bared ass cheek.

[london_spy]

Danny had dabbled quite a bit in this sort of thing, but he wasn't so well versed that he didn't react right away.

"Fuck," he gasped.

[just_hex]

He smiled at that and gave him another pop. Nothing too hard. It was about punishment, not real pain.

"Apologize," he said. "Tell me how sorry you are you're such an eager little cock slut."

[london_spy]

Danny gasped again, then grinned.

"Wont say I'm sorry about that..." he replied. "I like being eager, and I'm only a slut for you these days..."

[just_hex]

"Oh, is that so? That why you're so hungry for me cock? Because it's the only one in you anymore?" he taunted, giving Danny another smack, again just hard enough to make him tense.

[london_spy]

Danny whimpered flinching and closing his eyes.

"The only real one..." he purred, suggesting that he had a lot of fun on his own.

[just_hex]

Hex groaned in appreciation at that. The very thought of Danny fucking himself, pulling himself off, and to the thought of him, maybe- he couldn't wait anymore.

He circled round and put the crop under Danny's chin.

"Up on your knees all the way," he said as he freed his cock again. "Then swallow this."

[london_spy]

Danny moved easily- Not exactly graceful, but aware of his body and how to hold himself as he rose up and parted his lips in offering.

[just_hex]

Hex reached around with the crop and held Danny close with it. Then he guided his cock in and groaned again, sliding in and back, and in again.

"Fuck me, that's good," he said, his cock already weeping bitter fluid.

[london_spy]

It was nice to taste skin rather than rubber, and Danny moaned around his mouthful, sucking and groaning as he bobbed on Hex's cock.

[just_hex]

"Oh, Danny, Jesus," he gasped, taking hold of the man's face to feel the way his jaw worked and his cheeks drew in. "I'm going to fucking come. Fucking come down your throat. You want it? Want my load? You want it..." he babbled.