Willy

[tempting_the_fates]

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Nyx looked unsure, then nodded, climbing off his lap and following after him.

This was a shit idea. He was sick, he shouldn't be putting poison in his body as well. ...But nothing sounded more tempting than this. He didn't want to think or feel. He wanted to switch off.

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[just_hex]

"Nyx?" Hex said softly.

"...What if I didn't leave? What would you do then?"

[tempting_the_fates]

"Everyone leaves in the end, Hex. I promise, they just do," Nyx said, leaning into the touch. "It would be nice if you stayed a while though."

[just_hex]

Everyone leaves. Yeah, that was true for him, too. It hurt, how true it was.

"A while," he agreed softly.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Will you kiss me?" Nyx asked quietly, a simple request, a soft request.

[just_hex]

"Just a kiss?" he asked and pressed one to Nyx's shoulder. "One like that?"

He gave him another, this one on his neck. Closer to his lips, but not quite.

[tempting_the_fates]

"You know what I mean," Nyx protested, squirming beneath him. "Kiss me properly."

[just_hex]

Patience was the game and Hex continued to kiss Nyx, but took his time making his way to the man's mouth. A kiss to the jaw, nearly there, then he was kissing Nyx's fingertips instead, or his torso, or his hair. Some soft, some enough to make him squirm, some enough to make him moan.

And finally, finally, he kissed him the way he was asking for.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx moaned against his lips, dragging him down and kissing him harder. He kissed him like he was starving for it, like he needed it to live.

"Hex," he gasped against his lips. "My Hex, mine."

[just_hex]

Hex devoured him, tasting tongue and teeth as his hands smoothed over his body.

"You can't claim me and leave me," he told him. "If I'm yours,, it's forever..."

[tempting_the_fates]

"Forever isn't real," Nyx insisted between kisses, arching up against him with a low moan. "Right now is though. This is real. The lust, the need, the love- It's real."

[just_hex]

"How real? How much do you need me?" he pressed.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Like air, Hex. I need you like air," Nyx painted, using all his strength to roll them over and starting to kiss his way down Hex's chest.

It felt good to lose himself in the other man. To pretend it was all okay. He was okay. He was fine, and that maybe this one good thing really could last.

It felt good to lie to himself a little.

[just_hex]

Hex was still- still enough. He moved to meet Nyx's lips and hands, soft moans of pleasure encouraging the man.

"Oh my god, I love you," he whispered, eyes closed as the truth and power of it washed over him.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Love you, Hex," Nyx said- Before taking him between his lips.

[just_hex]

That pulled a wanton groan from Hex, his fingers finding Nyx's hair.

This was supposed to have been about Nyx, but in the moment he couldn't think of any games or rules or consequences.

Only bliss.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx lost himself in the joy of offering pleasure, working his lips over the other man, encouraging and provoking. Sometimes he thought he could do this all day, he could go forever- He'd live between the other man's thighs if he could.

He kept going until he was sure Hex was close- Then stopped. Letting the other man slip from his lips, he turned his head to kiss his inner thigh.

[just_hex]

He was so close, so very close, then Nyx stopped. Hex took a shaky breath, then looked down at him with a soft smile.

"You're playing the game wrong. You wait, not me," he told him, though it obviously wasn't a problem.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Is that what I'm supposed to be doing? Waiting?" Nyx asked with a little grin. "I dunno, you bring me to a cushy place, give me a back rub... I thought I was just being spoiled," he teased.

[just_hex]

"If I'm going to make you wait, it might as well be comfy, yeah?" he grinned, half his mouth drawing higher as he tried to rise and meet Nyx...

Only to fall heavily back to the bed.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx smiled at that, slowly lowering himself to lay beside him.

"What if you just held me? What if you didn't make me wait, and we just fucked slowly until we either come or fall asleep? Hell, we don't even have to do that. I could just get you off, and you could just... Be here. Be with me."

[just_hex]

"Is that all you want?" Hex asked softly as he gathered him close. "That's not asking for hardly anything."

His kisses came slow and lazy, in no rush. He'd be happy if time stopped altogether.

[tempting_the_fates]

"I just want to feel safe," Nyx admitted, his hands roaming over Hex, then pulling him a little closer. "I just need to feel safe for a bit. Things are only going to get worse for a while- But not tonight."

[just_hex]

"I can keep you safe," he promised.

Nyx couldn't have asked for anything better. Hex had fun with every scene, every game, but when Nyx pressed him for what he enjoyed most, Hex had no idea how to tell him it was this. It was holding him and protecting him and soothing his upset. To undo the damage he'd done, or make the damage of the world less. How could he ever explain it?

"I've got you," he told him.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx curled up against him a bit closer, content as he started to drift off. His fingers drew invisible shapes on the other man's skin, and for just a moment he felt certain it would all be okay. ...Because he had Hex, and Hex had him.