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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"I want to fuck you," he said softly, his own cock grinding against Danny's. "I want you boneless, used up. I want to make you ache in all the best ways, love," he purred as he sank to his knees to kiss the man's stomach and taunt his erection.

"You've just convinced me to uproot myself completely, I don't know why you'd think sex might be off the table," Danny replied, wetting his lips as he drank in the sight of Hex on his knees.

"I want to fuck you every day," he continued, linking Danny's balls and thighs and cock. "I want you drunk on pleasure. I want you hard and eager five minutes before I even get home..."

Like a pet, eager and waiting for it's owner to come home. Danny wasn't sure he liked that idea, and he wondered if that factored into Hex's desire for him to move in. If the man was hoping he could train him to be dedicated to him. Dependent on him.

Maybe that was how Hex expected he'd be able to afford his rent- by supplementing it with sex.

He supposed that was better than giving head for cash.

Still, he fell silent at that, uneasy and unsure of himself.

Hex felt the shift, the silence palpable, and he looked up at Danny and ran both hands up his chest.

"Stay with me, Danny. Don't get lost in your head. Come on. This feels good, right?" he coaxed.

"It is good," Danny promised. "It is. ...Sorry."

Rather than accept Danny's apology, Hex simply closed his mouth around the man's cock and sucked and suckled. He bobbed on the length, moaning softly as he worked to keep Danny in the moment.

"Fuck! Danny gasped, bucking into the perfect heat of hex's mouth, then moaning loudly. "Oh... Oh, fuck, Hex..."

He sucked him in and laved his tongue along the pulsing underside until he was sure Danny was going to go mad.

And then he pulled away.

"Turn around," he said breathlessly, making no move to rise.

"Make me," Danny replied, his tone walking that fine line between playful and cautious.

Hex reached round and gave him a right sharp smack on the side of his arse cheek.

"You don't want to make me get up. You'll be begging me to stop," he said...more of a challenge than a threat.

"Doubtful," Danny replied, nearly making a snide comment about how he wasn't as delicate as Hex's thespian playmate- then biting it back.

"You'd stop before I asked you too," he said instead, returning the challenge.

Fin was the last thing on his mind when Danny posed that. He certainly wasn't going to tell the man about Q, though. No, Fin might have enjoyed a scene now and again but Q was serious about it all. He needed the release, needed to be taken to the edge. And for Q Hex would never back down.

For Danny he'd not be as strict.

"We'll see about that," he said as he got to his feet.

It was pure instinct that made Danny take a step back- As though he'd forgotten how intimidating Hex was, physically.

Hex was powerfully built and the cut of the harness made him seem even wider. The stark line at his waist of black leather meeting tanned skin only accentuated his trim hips. When he looked at Danny then it was with a predator's focus.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked.

Danny took another step back, bumping into the bed and nearly stumbling.

"Don't be a twat," he replied with a nervous laugh.

Hex stepped in and grabbed him, an arm round his middle, the other hand going to his arse to mess about with the toy.

"Where do you think you could go?" he asked.

The toy shifted, and Danny's knees buckled slightly, forcing him to hold onto Hex to keep himself upright.

"I don't know," he admitted, one hand holding Hex's harness, the other clawing at his shoulder. "I don't know..."

"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..."

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