hex

[london_spy]

from here

"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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[just_hex]

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.

[london_spy]

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

[just_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.

[london_spy]

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

[just_hex]

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.

[london_spy]

"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.

[just_hex]

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.

[london_spy]

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

[just_hex]

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.

[london_spy]

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

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

[just_hex]

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.

[london_spy]

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..."

[just_hex]

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

[london_spy]

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.

[just_hex]

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?"

[london_spy]

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."

[just_hex]

"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?"

[london_spy]

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

[just_hex]

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..."

[london_spy]

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.

[just_hex]

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..."

[london_spy]

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."

[just_hex]

"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.

[london_spy]

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."

[just_hex]

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."