Hex

[tempting_the_fates]

He'd been thinking he needed to go see John, but putting it off longer and longer... Too long, it turned out, as he hung with his head out the open window, being sick into the sea. It was still open as he sat crumpled on the floor, a cup of water beside him and cold sweat sitting on his skin.

He just needed a moment to pull himself together, a few spells to clean himself up, then he could go find John. He could get a quick fix to get him through another week or so. ...But how long could this really go on? John's magic was a bandage, not a cure.

He heard someone approaching the door, and his arms trembled as he tried to pull himself up off the floor.

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[just_hex]

Hex had come back with a pot of tea, mostly for himself. He wasn't feeling terribly well. There was plenty for them both. He opened the door to find Nyx struggling and put the pot aside.

"Oh my god," he exclaimed. "Here, let me help..."

[tempting_the_fates]

"It's fine, I'm fine," Nyx insisted, trying to pull himself up again, only to land on his backside once more.

He couldn't do this anymore. It was killing him. Literally.

"Why don't you want me?" he asked quietly, voice tight and weak. "And I not attractive enough? Is it my form? I can change that, if I must. I can have fair hair, I can even appear as a woman, if that is what makes you hard... I can. I will, if that is what it takes."

[just_hex]

"Oh, Nyx...no. No, you're...fine. You're beautiful. Bloody wonderful. You think I don't?" he asked, staying close to help if needed. "But...you do want to break the spell, right? We can't. We shouldn't..."

[tempting_the_fates]

"So I should die instead?" Nyx asked, leaning back against the wall. "We should. We should have months ago. We have laid together once, and it wasn't enough. If you are to own me, you should do it properly... Or I'll be gone before there's time to learn how to free me."

[just_hex]

Hex put the tea aside and moved to help Nyx into bed where he could rest. Just touching his skin was exciting and Hex was fiding every day it was more and more of a struggle to restrain himself.

"I don't want you to die," he assured him. "I like you, yeah? You're the only person who's ever been kind to me, and you, of everyone, has the least reason."

[tempting_the_fates]

"So why won't you touch me?" Nyx asked quietly, settling in on the bed. "I am offering you anything you might desire. All you need do is ask."

[just_hex]

Hex thought of Q. More precisely, he thought of his utter humiliation when he'd come undone and ruined everything.

Even now, his cheeks burned with shame.

It wasn't as if he'd never had lovers, but he'd been young when he'd come aboard. All he'd known were men who had used him for their pleasure. He came, and it was always a good time...

It took him a moment to work up the courage, to close his eyes, and to confess.

"I've never really...just, erm, you. That one time. And I...I can beat you. I can beat you if that would help, but...I'm not..."

Hex swallowed hard.

"I'll disappoint you."

[tempting_the_fates]

"You'll save me," Nyx argued, simply and bluntly.

He wouldn't pretend he had high expectations of Hex as a lover, he didn't like to lie. But it was the act that mattered, the performance was something to be learned over time.

"No one is born knowing, Hex. You learn," he said after a moment.

[just_hex]

Hex ached to see him ill. It hurt more than his fear of disappointing Nyx and that urged him closer.

"I'll try," he said. "For you...I'll try."

He reached for him, his hand taking hold of the fae with such ownership. Hex pulled him closer, leaning in as well.

"Must have really fooled you if you think I don't want you," he joked nervously.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx moved with him, using what strength he had to form himself against the other man.

"Do you want me?" Nyx asked nervously. He knew Hex had feelings for Q, some strange history he was sure he'd never be fully privy to, but maybe there was room for him too? Just enough to keep them both well. Enough to not feel so worn down all the time.

That's all he needed after all, a hint of love and care. He could offer the same, he knew he could. Nyx had never met someone he didn't at least fall a little in love with. It was in his nature to offer his heart.

[just_hex]

"I want you. I've wanted you from the second I saw you. And then Bond said you were mine and I've never been so afraid," Hex confessed.

As he spoke he eased in close. Closer.

"I don't even deserve to speak to you. You're a bloody prince, Nyx. Smart. Cultured. Beautiful..."

His words trailed away as he closed his eyes and kissed the nymph. Desire tore through him, making his fingers itch to grab and hold, to hurt and claim. Want ate at him and normally he'd close his eyes and take a breath and push it all down.

This time he allowed his fingers to explore. He let himself be close. He stopped worrying about losing control or going too far. completely.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx settled even nearer, fingers clutching at Hex's shirt, gripping tight, then letting go as he moved his hands to Hex's face. He cradled it gently as he kissed him deeper.

"My keeper," he whispered.

[just_hex]

"My kept," he replied as he grew dizzy with want. "I've never wanted anyone more..."

He never had. Even Q had never sparked this sort of all consuming hunger. This itch to feel Nyx's skin. Hex had never felt as if he would feel complete if he could only get close enough...

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx tugged at Hex's shirt, wanting it gone, needing it gone.

"I am yours then. I am yours, Hex," he whispered, finally yanking the other man's shirt off and over his head.

[just_hex]

There was a beat as Hex took a breath and the truth of that hit him.

Hit him hard.

The air hit his bare skin and Hex looked at Nyx with fresh eyes, as if he'd never truly seen him before.

"Mine," he decided.

Hex wet his lips then grabbed Nyx and began to strip him bare.

"Mine," he declared one more time.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx made a startled sound, but he didn't struggle or fight as the other man striped him down to nothing. He'd never been owned, never claimed fully, but with the bond in place- it felt right. It felt normal.

"Hex," he purred, the soft rumble filling the room.

[just_hex]

He moved them to the bed and guided Nyx down. Hex kicked off his trousers and followed Nyx down. He kissed him, tasted him, bit him when that wasn't enough. Kicking his way between Nyx's legs, Hex settled close and pinned him in place with his entire weight.

"I want to hurt you," he whispered softly. "I don't. I don't ever want to hurt you...but I do. I want you to suffer and thank me."

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx shivered, wrestling with that shame that always came when he chased pain. It was embarrassing, humiliating. The worst part of his blood. Usually he took care of it himself, in private, but there was no private here, not really, and lately that wasn't enough anyway. The bond demanded more.

"Do it. You have my consent. ...My blessing."

[just_hex]

Bond may have chosen Hex because he had no qualms killing him, but for Nyx's needs the captain could have chosen no one better suited. Hex's hands were strong and certain as he found every place that made Nyx cry out, every place that made him gasp, every place where the slightest bit of pressure could turn a moan into a sob.

And all through it, Hex kissed him, made certain there was pleasure, too. He rutted against him, his cock heavy and thick as it slid against Nyx's erection, the nymph's balls constricted in Hex's tight grip.

[tempting_the_fates]

It was bliss, his magic lighting up beneath the attention, even when he whimpered or cried out. It filled the room, heavy and lustful.

"Hex," he panted. "Hex... My Hex. My keeper. Mine."

[just_hex]

Hex nearly came undone listening to him. Shame burned on his cheeks as he went a bit still, shut his eyes, and forced himself to relax.

"Sorry," he whispered after a moment. "Sorry. Just...s'alright."

[tempting_the_fates]

"Don't be sorry," Nyx soothed. "Do you need help?" he asked gently.

[just_hex]

"You can't," he said quietly. "I can't hold out. But...but I'll make it fun for you, yeah? It's alright."

Admitting it aloud made him just sick enough that he was sure he could go on and last a bit longer. Maybe until Nyx was satisfied, he thought.

[tempting_the_fates]

"You underestimate me," Nyx assured him, waving his hand and winding his magic tight around the base of Hex's cock.

"Tell me when you want to come, and I'll release you," he purred.

[just_hex]

His breath caught, his heart skipped a beat, and the urgent need eased off. With a clear head not distracted by simply keeping himself in check, Hex redoubled his attention. The measure of control was what his confidence needed.

When he finally filled Nyx from behind and grabbed a handful of hair to pull him back so Hex could kiss him, he flashed a smile.

"You're all I've needed this whole time," he said.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx didn't understand it, but he felt proud in that moment, soaking up the feeling of being good and doing well. He seemed to preen a little, then kissed Hex as best he could.

This was bad, he was sure of it. Giving into the bond had to be at least a little dangerous... But gods it felt good. In that moment, all he wanted was to make Hex happy.

[just_hex]

With Nyx's magic giving him the restraint he needed, Hex didn't hold back at all. Everything he'd wanted to do, he tried. This angle, that angle, deep and slow, hard and fast, he enjoyed Nyx in every way he could imagine.

And he never asked. No matter how close he got, he never asked for Nyx to release him. Without shame or frustration holding him back, Hex found he could actually satisfy Nyx. He could do it all Nyx wanted and he only wanted more.

[tempting_the_fates]

It went on longer than Nyx could have predicted, and though the fae had been holding himself back, he was on his back when he finally came. Cock in hand, he pulled himself through it, eyes locked in Hex the whole time.

"Do you want it?" He asked, looking breathless and spent. "Tell me you want it, Hex."

[just_hex]

"Let me," he begged breathlessly. "Let me go. Let me have you..."

The second the spell released, the force of it hit him. Hex shook hard as it tore from his very bones and then had him melting over Nyx.

He only just fell to the side rather than crush him.

"Bloody hell," he panted.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx was purring, his skin pink and heart pounding. He looked more like himself, full of life and energy.

[just_hex]

It took Hex a moment to gather his wits, and then he gathered Nyx close to kiss him lazily. He didn't hold him tight, but he couldn't let him go. He couldn't imagine how he'd kept his hands off him for as long as he had.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx kissed him back, settling in as close as he could. Hands wandered over skin, learning every inch. It was gentle at first, then firmer, more demanding.

"Will you keep me now?" He asked quietly. "Will you, Hex?"

[just_hex]

"I'll keep you forever," he promised, warm and soft as he nuzzled in close.

"Even once we free you...I'll never let you go."

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx rumbled louder, nuzzling at Hex's shoulder, nipping lightly at skin, like a cat who'd never learned to play nice.

"Then I will keep you," he decided, with sweet words that almost sounded like a threat somehow.

[just_hex]

Hex was content to hold Nyx and pet him and kiss him. He was spent like he had never been. There was only kindness in his fingertips as he explored the shape of the fae.

Nyx was still and Hex thought maybe he'd drifted off. He stayed still, delighting in the weight of him.