Hex and Willy

[tempting_the_fates]

When Hex had asked if he wanted to come to the fight, Nyx had been quick to say yes, and though he'd hoped to see Hex before the fight, he was alright with waiting until after. For now he was lingering by the ring, waiting for the fight to start. It was loud and a bit too hot, but the excitement was enough to keep him from stepping outside to cool off.

He'd found a good spot, so good he could even see who was coming and going. Which is how he found himself locking eyes with Willy.

He'd not seen much of the other fae this week, finding himself so wrapped up in and wrapped around Hex that he'd hardly found time to pay anyone else any mind. He certainly hadn't expected to run into him here. He wasn't surprised at all when the other man started heading over to him though. It was very hard to keep them separated.

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[willysilver]

Willy had a drink in hand and moved through the crowd with ease.

"This is where I found him last month," he told Nyx. "I came to see what sort of luck is rubbing off of you."

Willy knew Nyx had been having a good time. He'd hoped it wouldn't happen, but he knew Nyx, so he'd expected it. He wasn't jealous. He had no reason to be. No one could ever take his place in Nyx's life.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Is that why you keep me around? A good luck charm?" Nyx asked, somehow making the work 'luck' sound far filthier than it was. "He's going to win," he decided. "He's going to see me in the crowd and nearly rip someone's throat out."

He was purring to himself, but for all he had himself all wound up thinking about Hex, he still leaned into Willy a little. It was as though he couldn't help himself when the other fae was around. Some nights when they were performing, it looked like Nyx might ride him right there on the stage.

[willysilver]

"Bloodlust? You?" he asked, chuckling as he eased in close and slipped his arm around Nyx.

A little magic muffled the sound of the crowd so they could talk.

"Is that what you're hot for this month?" he purred into his ear.

[tempting_the_fates]

When Willy slipped an arm around him, Nyx practically melted into him.

"He's exciting," he said. "Wild, and powerful. Sweet though, firm hands with a soft nature."

He turned a bit so he could look at Will properly. "Best gift you ever brought me home," he added with a purr, pushing up on his toes to steal a kiss.

[willysilver]

Willy smiled and kissed him, slow and warm.

"Glad you like the puppy," he chuckled. "I haven't seen you this interested in anyone in a while. Not putting him out with the bin on Tuesday, hmm?"

[tempting_the_fates]

"No, I'm keeping him," Nyx decided. "Besides, you've been keeping busy. ...What have you been doing all week?" he asked, not shy about being nosy. "I've missed you."

[willysilver]

"I was learning to play the flute," he said. "I think it'll be good in the track we wrote a couple weeks ago. The da da da la la bum, one."

Learning to play the flute. On a whim. As he did, more often than anyone knew.

Willy could disappear for weeks at a time and it was rarely a lover, though he may enjoy someone. It was usually some flight of fancy, some artistic pursuit, some fixation he couldn't let go of until he'd made poetry of it.

[tempting_the_fates]

"You'll have to play for me later," Nyx said, always genuinely eager to see what Willy could do. The other fae seemed to have no limits to his talents.

He was going to say something more when the music got louder, and Nyx turned back towards the ring just in time to watch them introduce the fighters.

[willysilver]

Any other night, the fighters were varied. The full moon, though, was the night of the wolf. Lights flashed and the bass and music hyped the crowd as wolves were led to the ring in collars. Two entered, one remained to take on the next challenger.

Hex was the third fighter, taking on the wolf who had already won two fights. Hex was fresh, claws and muzzle bloodless. A bell, and the wolves charged each other. The fight was fast, brutal, and after a tense struggle, the pair backed away from each other. Hex paced back and forth, glaring at the other wolf, then rose onto his hind legs to howl at the sky. It was a haunting, frightening sound.

And then he attacked, savage and fast, and the prior victor went limp.

Hex stood and howled again, arms over his head in victory.

"Get his attention," Willy nudged.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx moved right into Hex's line of sight, letting loose just a little bit of his pheromone, just a tiny taste.

He was purring, and he smiled when he was sure Hex could see him now.

[willysilver]

Hex caught the scent, looked around, and when he saw Nyx he lunged at the cage. THe chain link clattered as he slammed into it. He was snarling, excited, and desperate to get to Nyx.

He didn't even notice when the bell rang, another wolf already waiting.

It charged him from behind while he was distracted and Hex whipped around, punched him hard, then snarled and savagely tore out the wolf's throat.

As soon as the deed was done, he was back against the cage, trying to get to Nyx.

"You've got your very own monster," Willy purred in his ear, a hand sliding down Nyx's stomach and stopping at the top of his fly. "No wonder you're sated."

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx, however, did look a bit shaken. Willy was reaching for his fly- But Nyx was reaching for his hand.

With a clearer head he might have wondered if Willy had known what would happen, if he'd hoped Nyx might find himself frightened, but in the moment he just felt... Scared. He didn't like that, didn't like feeling afraid of his lover. He never had before, no matter how rough Hex got, no matter how intense their lovemaking was. He trusted Hex. ...Now he worried there would always be a tiny seed of fear.

[willysilver]

Willy pulled and stepped in, holding Nyx close as he pressed against his back. He could feel the tension in Nyx's body.

A crew came into the cage with batons to tame Hex. A couple shocks was all it took and his attention was off Nyx and back in the fight. He lasted to the end, once again crowned champion, then taken away by the woman Nyx had met in the gym.

"It's so much bloodier on the full moon. The fights are normal, usually," Willy mentioned casually.

[tempting_the_fates]

"I'm not sure I should come to another," he said quietly- Though part of him wanted to. Part of him was fascinated by everything he'd witnessed.

"Am I allowed to go see him, do you think?" he asked, though he made no move to pull away. He felt safe in Willy's arms.

[willysilver]

"I don't see why not," Willy said, guiding Nyx to where he knew the fighters were kept.

Walking back, they found the room Hex was in. A large man guarded the door. He looked Willy and Nyx up and down.

"Grand winners only," he said.

Willy didn't know what that was, but he smiled.

"We are," he assured the guard, with a bit of glamour to convince him.

They walked in to find Hex, chained to the wall by neck and wrists, snarling as the grand winners took turns harassing him. A crop, an electric baton, one man stepped up close to risk punching him in the stomach. Hex snarled and thrashed, but he was held tight. He could do nothing but entertain them with his suffering.

[tempting_the_fates]

Shock froze him still for a moment, and then anger took over. A wave of his hand could free Hex, could leave his tormentors dead or changed. ...But he couldn't burden Hex with that guilt, even if it was what they deserved.

A wave of his hand had the electric batons backfiring in the hands of those holding them, the charge amplified as it shot up their arms, rather than towards the wolf.

"Leave him be!" he demanded.

[willysilver]

Willy admired Nyx's restraint, but he had no compassion in his own heart. He saw Hex, no real friend, but he was dear to Nyx and that was enough to make his blood burn.

As Nyx's magic stopped the abuse, Willy's power shattered the chains holding Hex in place. Once free, Hex lashed out and Willy saw he'd need to be restrained. ANother wave of his hand lifted the wolf well above everyone's heads.

"We should get out," he mentioned to Nyx.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Not yet," Nyx said, turning to one of the organizers.

"His winnings, and compensation for the abuse, or I swear to you, I'll do far worse than he could to you," he warned calmly. "My Hex has a conscience, but I'll gladly paint the walls with your insides."

[willysilver]

The fear in the man's eyes as he nodded was palpable. A snap of his fingers and a duffel of cash appeared. Many had stepped away, those that could.

Hex twisted above them, but was, for the most part, calm. Blue eyes had become amber, and he watched Nyx's every move.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx took the bag and looking at Hex, watching him for a moment.

"Let's take him home, Willy," he said softly.

[willysilver]

Willy nodded. With a wave of his free hand, he opened a portal and walked through, carrying the bound wolf above them.

"That wasn't how I thought the night would go," he noted casually, flashing a smile at Nyx.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Me either," Nyx said quietly, reaching for Hex, then hesitating.

"Do you think he'll hurt us if we let him go? He seems calmer now... Maybe he's okay?"

[willysilver]

"I really don't know if we should risk it. The wolf isn't the man, all werewolves will tell you that. Pure animal," Willy said hesitantly.

But Hex was calm, relaxed in Willy's magic, and watching Nyx intently.

[tempting_the_fates]

"He must be so confused," Nyx said, daring to get a bit closer, stroking his fur while Willy had him trapped.

"We can put him in my room. I'll turn my bed into a cage for the night. At least then he'll have something soft to sleep on. ...I'll share with you tonight. Hopefully he'll be himself by the morning."

[willysilver]

Willy nodded, mostly because it seemed sensible. And kind. He wasn't usually given to kindness, but he could recognize Hex's plight.

"You go ahead. I'll bring him," he said, watching the way Hex didn't snap at Nyx at all.

Curious.

He placed Hex on the bed and didn't release his enchantment until Nyx had made a secure cage around him. Once released, Hex snapped onto all fours. He snarled and snapped at Willy, throwing himself against the bars, only to turn to look at Nyx, give a whine, and snuffle through the bars with his tongue desperate to lick him. When he couldn't, he turned his rage on Willy once again.