london_spy

hex

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"I packed to stay, remember? Wasn't planning on vanishing in the middle of the night," Danny replied with a slightly cheeky smile.

"Let me take my pill, I'll meet you up there. Give you a chance to set the mood," he added, stealing one more kiss and then moving to fetch his overnight bag.

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"You could lay back," Hex replied, a command, not a suggestion. "Lay back and let me drive you mad."

Danny had been pushing back before, but this felt like the safer choice. ...Maybe he wasn't as tough as the actor after all.

Nodding, he sat down on the bed, then shuffled back and lay down.

Hex was at his feet and then launched himself forward, taking Danny's knees up to the man's chest, baring his arse.

"You like to push, don't you?" he asked, giving him a spank. "Don't you?"

Gasping at the smack, Danny tried to free his legs. "I wasn't pushing," he argued. "I just want to see more of you. All of you. I want to see what you're like when you're- Like this."

"What, intense? Focused?" he asked. "When you're my whole world and al I want to do is see how much you can take before you pop off? Pain? Pleasure?"

He slapped him again and then fucked the toy in and out.

"What do you think?"

"Fuck!" Danny panted, whimpering, but visibly aroused. Danny didn't necessarily like being hurt, but he liked this. The intimacy and the intensity.

Hex smacked him again, fucked the toy in deep, and leaned forward to kiss him.

"You are so bloody hot. What I'd do to you in a dungeon. Proper equipment. Torture and reward..."

Those words felt like a door opening for the first time. So often when they talked about Hex's sex life, they spoke of the show, or Danny got snippy about Hex's other lovers. But this? This was Hex projecting his fantasy, and it had Danny desperately curious.

"What would you do?" he asked, more eager for an answer than another smack.

Hex let his imagination run wild.

"I'd tie you to the spanking horse. Put you in a ring gag so I could fuck your mouth. I'd hook electrodes near your balls and give you a shock. Put a vibrator in your ass and spank you while it's going. I'd take a magic wand and vibe your cock until you ached. There's so many things I could do. I'd leave marks on you. Marks so you'd know you were mine..."

Know you're mine.

The room, the offer of work. Danny knew, on some level, this was a bad idea. The power dynamic here was so off, and Hex was already possessive. ...But he liked Hex, and he liked the idea of a warm bed, a warm home. He liked the idea of being looked after.

Scotty wouldn't approve at all.

"You can't make someone be yours," Danny said absently. "That's not how people work. ...Though I imagine I'd enjoy watching you try."

"I'm diving in head first, Danny. If it doesn't work then I can't say I didn't try me hardest," he said, ducking to give him another hungry, claiming kiss.

Danny returned the kiss, pushing down his fears and concerns in favour of just enjoying this- Enjoying Hex.

"So go on," he gasped between kisses. "Want to make me yours? I imagine that takes time. No better time to start than now."

Hex fucks the toy into him a couple more times and then reaches for his condom so he can slip it on and slide into Danny's ready hole.

"This is mine," he said. "Give all the head you like...but this is mine."

"Oh? And is this mine?" Danny replied, waiting until Hex had slipped the condom on, then reaching to catch hold of the other man's cock.

"Yes," he replied without hesitation. Danny might not be ready to take that step but he was. He was ready to be faithful.

He hadn't been sure what he'd expected Hex to say, but he was startled by that reply.

Letting go, Danny studied Hex for a long moment, then glanced away, unsure.

Hex slid in then, sinking deep and then stopping.

"Feel me. Feel me and think about me doing this with anyone else. Tell me you're fine with that. Tell me and make me believe you."

He drew back and thrust in.

"Or are you greedy, Danny? Do you want something that's all yours?"

"Hex," Danny whimpered, his gaze pleading and his cock hard. Hex didn't play fair, asking him these things while he was aroused and wanton, offering him comforts he couldn't say no to... It was so unfair. He had to know that.

It was absolutely unfair and Hex got off on the power of it. Of hearing Danny whimper, unable to say yes but unable to say no, either.

"But you love my cock," he said. "You love this..."

He thrust in, long, slow slides in deep.

Did he love this?

He loved the sex, the feeling of being filled, wanted, needed... He loved the way Hex moved and the seductive purr of his voice.

He loved knowing he'd have a safe place to call home. Hot water every morning, never shivering at night. That Hex, no matter how much Danny protested, would look after him. He'd never been looked after before, not really. Not by his parents- Not even really by Alex, outside of the occasional posh meal or kind words.

He didn't love how small he felt though, or the emotional debt that was already stacking up.

He didn't want to think about it though. So he didn't.

"Just shut up and fuck me right," Danny gasped, trying to find some feeling of control as he rolled his hips and rocked hard into Hex's thrusts.

"Ohh, mouthy. I'm gagging you next time," he said, then braced himself and let Danny have control of his legs so Hex could fuck him hard and proper, driving away the ability for conversation.

He had no inner turmoil about all this. He wanted Danny, he'd set a goal, and he was chuffed to be getting his way.

Taking himself in hand, Danny's mind finally shut off as pure pleasure took over, and he groaned as he pulled himself off in time with Hex's thrusts.

"Come for me," he said softly. "I love watching you come. Anguish. Bliss. You're beautiful," he panted, getting closer himself with every thrust.

He was already close, he knew it wouldn't take much more.

As he came, Danny's eyes slipped shut and his lips parted with a groan of pleasure. His hips stuttered and his ass clenched around Hex's cock, clamping down as pleasure rocked through him.

It was always when Danny locked around him that he lost it. He came with pulse after pulse, the sensitive head of his cock drenched in his own seed inside the condom.

He sank slowly and kissed Danny again, this time tenderly, sated and almost drunk on his release.

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