Hex

[tempting_the_fates]

His ears were back and he hissed loudly as the man tried to catch hold of his arm.

"I said no," Nyx said, baring his teeth. They were down one of the many winding halls near the residential area, alone, but not hidden.

"I don't see why you're being so difficult. I paid you last time, and I'll pay you again. Come on, just come back to mine," the man snapped, glancing around to make sure no one was watching as he caught Nyx around the middle to try and haul him along.

Nyx hissed louder and gave him a kick in the shin. "I said I would not take you as a client again!"

The man hadn't been too rough or violent, those things didn't bother Nyx at all. No, this man had almost been too friendly, calling often after their encounter and sending Nyx little gifts. Usually he loved that sort of thing, but this man... He made him uneasy.

"I have money, you could just let me look after you," the man said, trying to soothe him. "I could be good for you..."

Nyx bit down hard on his shoulder, sharp teeth piercing through the man's uniform. That seemed to be the final straw as the man moved to strike him.

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[just_hex]

Hex stopped and looked up the length of Nyx's body at him. His dark eyes sparkled and his smile was sweet and boyish.

"I like that you think so," he said, then began to lick shapes around Nyx's navel.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx purred a bit, toes curling. Though he was a little annoyed when Hex didn't call him attractive in return.

He knew he was pretty, but he liked being told it- Preferably while having his ears scratched and gifts offered to him.

"Is that all you like?" he asked with a huff.

[just_hex]

Hex smiled just a little more when he realized Nyx wouldn't realize his 'decorum'. By custom and etiquette, Hex couldn't say thanks for something he didn't find true, but he wouldn't invalidate another. At home, the dance would be familiar. Another Betazoid would know the 'proper' reply so everyone's feelings were soothed.

The more time he spent with Nyx, the more he realized they weren't dancing together at all. They were barely speaking the same language. As uncomfortable as it was to be as direct as the prince, Hex pushed down the instinct that told him every word he spoke was the height of rudeness.

"I like that you're pretty. Prettier than me. I like your hair is soft. I like how you taste. I like when you make the noise when I go..."

He locked his mouth on Nyx's hip and sucked a kiss there.

"I like how you struggle. I like when you hiss," he admitted, kissing him again as nerves overtook him.

"I like you..." Hex whispered against Nyx's skin.

He knew anything else would tremble from his lips.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx purred louder at the praise, lapping it up like the sweetest treat he'd ever been given. He was oblivious to Hex's discomfort, not one to pick up on such things, though he could smell something like unease...

Feeling bold, he used his hips to try and roll them over, squirming and wriggling beneath Hex.

"You are strange to me, am I strange to you?" he asked. "You have so many feelings, some make no sense to me," he admitted.

[just_hex]

"You are entirely strange," he agreed, softening the truth with a kiss. "I can barely feel you. Your words are...shocking. Exciting..."

Hex moved again so he could see Nyx clearly, blinking once to focus on him.

"I've never met anyone like you," he said softly.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Different is nice. I like different," Nyx decided, moving a little bit to kiss Hex again.

"Have me," he whispered, "And then I will come watch you win your fight."

[just_hex]

Have me.

So clear. Simple. But the directness was shocking. No feeling, no understanding. Simply a command.

Have me.

Hex groaned wantonly, moving to push Nyx's thighs wide so he could get him ready. His cock was throbbing in time with his heart, and Nyx's words repeated with each pulse.

A rush of want welled up in him, and anyone else may have felt it, but Hex swallowed hard and found his voice.

"I crave you," he said as his fingers sank in, slick and warm.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx purred excitedly at the words. Nothing brought him pleasure quite like knowing he was wanted.

"Good," he replied, almost sounding defiant about it all somehow.

[just_hex]

Nyx's raw honesty made Hex bold.

"I've wanted you since we met in the med bay," he confessed. "Woulda lost me job, but I don't care. You're so beautiful. I...I just want you."

He was clumsy with the wording, but the way his chest swelled as he said it, he knew the truth held power. He was eager, and bold enough to move and fill Nyx once he was slick and ready. He filled him with one long, slow push, holding him down at the same time.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx hissed a bit as Hex filled him, a natural reaction to the slight burn, then let out a low moan of pleasure.

"Want you," he said. "Like you, didn't before, but... Like you," he decided with a little growl. "Mine," he decided.

[just_hex]

Hex was already chasing his pleasure when Nyx said that, a moment later when his brain caught what he'd heard. Mine? No one had ever called him that.

His pace stuttered and he looked at Nyx, then fell on him and kissed him savagely, keeping tight to him and driving in, shirt but hard.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx groaned loudly, holding on tightly and moving with him as one hand slid between their bodies and taking himself in hand.

[just_hex]

When he broke the kiss, he kept close. It seemed at times like Nyx was trying to claw his way inside Hex's skin and he loved that.

"Come for me," he said, then bit Nyx's neck. Just a nip.

He groaned softly.

Words, he thought. He had to say it.

"I want to lick you clean..." he said, and that alone sent him to the very edge.

[tempting_the_fates]

Purring louder, Nyx pulled himself off faster and faster, until he was spilling against Hex's stomach with a sharp cry of pleasure.

[just_hex]

The splash of warmth undid him. Hex sank deep and came hard with a jerk. It only took him a moment to recover, and he was curling over Nyx to lick him clean.

He'd never felt the way he did in that moment. He felt like his chest was wide open, vulnerable and raw. As if part of him was ready to welcome Nyx into the very core of him.

There was a word for it, he knew, but it couldn't be Nyx. It couldn't be.Not the way he reacted to Hex's ability. It wasn't possible.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx felt something too, but shoved the feelings away. He had no place in his life for such vulnerabilities.

He was panting and breathless, melting onto the mattress.

"Tired now. I will sleep here with you," he decided. "No fights, just sleep."

[just_hex]

"Alright," he nodded, a bit breathless and utterly agreeable.

Agreeable to practically anything. But especially to rolling close to hold Nyx close.

"When I fight, I'll win the top prize for you," he promised, drowsy and spent.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Okay," Nyx purred happily, curling up against Hex. He felt safe there, not that he'd admit it.

His fingers traced lines on the other man's chest, tracing invisible lines and shapes.

"I like you," he said quietly.

[just_hex]

Hex smiled, his eyes slipping closed.

"I like you, too. Very, very much," he told him. "I'd like to see you all you want, hmm? All the time."

He nuzzled close, but kept his hold loose enough to easily get free.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx purred louder, nodding and nuzzling Hex's shoulder. His ears twitched slightly as they pressed against Hex's skin, soft like velvet.

[just_hex]

As he lay there, holding Nyx and nuzzling against him to breathe him in and enjoy how soft he was, Hex realized that open, raw feeling wasn't going away. It wasn't being met, as it expected to be, and he didn't know how to make it go away. The only way to soothe it at all was to hold Nyx close in a possessive arm.

"I like that sound," he said after listening to Nyx purr in what seemed to be contentment.

He wished he knew. He wished he could feel the prince like everyone else...

Except he didn't. He liked the challenge.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx purred louder at that, letting his walls down just a little. Just a tiny bit. A fraction... It was the closest he'd been to calm since arriving.

[just_hex]

Hex could sleep anyplace and it wasn't long before he drifted off, breathing in the scent of Nyx. When they were both still for a while, the computer dimmed the lights slowly until it was dark enough for sleeping and Hex's rest protocol began to play, soothing music from home, and the sound of rain.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx slept a while, but eventually the sound woke him up. His eyes darted around as he took it all in, and eventually he yawned and stretched as he settled on his back.

"How is it raining?" He wondered a loud.

[just_hex]

Hex woke when he moved, and when Nyx asked, he smiled.

"I recorded the sound when I went on holiday," he said. "I had the computer capture the sound of the storm, and now it plays while I sleep and I dream of that holiday," he explained.

More often than not, he didn't dream of the holiday. But he'd found that if he played the sound, his dreams remained peaceful.