Danny

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Bond had sat in his car watching the building. He'd been watching for some time now and he knew Danny's habits. When he was home, for how long, when he left, where he went, and he'd even learned to tell how long he might have by how the man dressed. He'd go out dressed neatly, hair combed and face shaven. Job interviews. He'd go out at night in a casual shirt and a second hand jacket he didn't mind losing. Clubbing. Sometimes he dressed nicely but casually and on those nights he'd followed him to Hex's house. So he knew he'd have the night. Of course he knew Hex's schedule. That bloke was predictable.

And so Danny went out for the night and Bond made his move. He broke into the flat, well aware that the flatmate was at her boyfriend's house, likely high and fucking by now. THat gave Bond plenty of time to stage the flat.

He tipped over a table and scooted a chair. He dropped a shoe he'd brought and then some distance later he dropped another. A shirt tossed to the side. Trousers left puddled in the hall. And atDanny's bedroom doorway a pair of pants with anonymous DNA staining the crotch. He tussled the bed and smashed the pillows and then he waited in the shadows. Danny would be home soone enough.

Bond just hoped this wouldn't implicate Hex in this staged sex crime. He'd feel a bit bad if that happened.

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[just_hex]

He had barely exerted himself with only twenty and he popped up to his knees again. He found the condoms and tore open one. He moved to dress Danny and then he stopped himself.

"May I?" he asked.

[london_spy]

Danny nearly told him to use his mouth- But he supposed that probably wasn't that safe.

"Go on then," he nodded.

[just_hex]

He made quick work of it, careful to roll it all the way to the root. He licked his lips again, almost vibrating with anticipation. He remained quiet, though, watching Danny closely for his next command.

[london_spy]

"Hands behind your back now," Danny instructed, taking himself in hand and stroking as he watched Hex. "Crossed at the wrist."

[just_hex]

He had to shift his weight from one knee to the other and settle in, then he complied. Easy enough request. He held his hands behind his back. It forced him to lean forward a bit, muscles in his chest and shoulders stretched out.

"Like this?" he asked.

[london_spy]

Danny nodded, reaching and catching Hold of Hex's hair and pulling him closer.

"Suck," he said simply.

[just_hex]

Hex gasped softly and nodded. He had to take care with shifting his weight so he could lean forward. He was more than eager to swallow Danny whole, sucking and bobbing on the thick length of him.

[london_spy]

Raking his nails gently over Hex's scalp, he exhaled softly and closed his eyes, letting himself enjoy it. Hex's mouth was hot and perfect, and it was easy to get lost in the pleasure of it.

His hips lifted slightly, and he wasn't shy about pushing Hex down harder- Letting his cock hit the back of the other man's throat. They had no safe word, but Hex wasn't bound. He was a large man, and Fin trusted that if he wanted to put a stop to anything, he'd say as much or would simply stop.

[just_hex]

Hex only moaned, taking him in and sucking harder. He hoped Danny didn't come because as he felt his own cock hot and heavy between his legs he found himself thinking of how much he wanted the other man inside him.

[london_spy]

He let it go on until he felt his balls tighten- Only then pushing Hex away.

"Go on then," he said, eyeing Hex's erection. "Twenty more push-ups. Do it."

[just_hex]

He was panting, eager to do anything Danny said. This time he wasn't slow. He dropped immediately and did them, going faster than last time.

[london_spy]

That really was bloody impressive, and Danny almost smiled as he watched.

Once hex finished, he grinned and gestured for the other man to come join him on the bed.

[just_hex]

He did, keeping closse.

"Now?" Hex asked.

[london_spy]

Danny didn't answer, he only pushed Hex onto his back and crawled between his thighs.

There was a small bottle of lube on the floor by his bed, untouched in for quite some time now, but still holding just enough to ease them through this as he slicked his fingers and started to very carefully prepare the other man.

[just_hex]

Hex panted and moaned, shamelessly vocal. He was tight and even Danny's fingers made him burn in the best way.

"Please," he begged. "God, Danny, please..."

[london_spy]

Danny ignored him, continuing to take his time, then starting to slick himself as well.

He was nervous. Nervous that the condom might rip, that something could go wrong. ...He was nervous, but desire won out, and soon he was lining himself up and sliding into Hex with a low moan of pleasure.

[just_hex]

He tensed at the intrusion. He couldn't help it. It hurt initially and it was clear he hadn't lied to Danny. He didn't let anyone fuck him all that often.

He breathed slowly, trying to relax, and as he did he raised his arms over his head and crossed his wrists again.

"Fuck, Danny...God. You're huge," he managed to say."

[london_spy]

"You're tight," Danny countered, thrusting a bit harder as he built up a fast but steady pace.

His finger's dug into Hex's skin as he hitched the other man's leg's higher, not shy at all as he used the other man and started to chase his own pleasure.

[just_hex]

Hex kept his arms crossed, alternating between watching Danny and squeezing his eyes shut tight. He grit his teeth and began to try to rise up to meet Danny's thrusts.

"Fuck, ow, ah...ow," he said when Danny thrust just a little too hard.

[london_spy]

"Shh, it's alright, you're alright," Danny promised, changing the angle slightly and reaching to hold Hex's wrists in place. A gesture rather than a physical act, really.

[just_hex]

"Oh my god...oh my god," he panted, his eyes watering and tears running over his temples. His cock begged for attention, bouncing against his belly.

"Fuck...fuck me, Danny. God, fuck, please, fuck," he babbled, words tumbling out in between moans and whimpers.

[london_spy]

Danny's free hand found Hex's cock, stroking in time with his thrusts.

"Come. Come on. ...I want you to," Danny gasped, gritting his teeth as his own climax began to approach.

[just_hex]

He was so wound up it barely took anything. Danny pulled him off and it was less than a full minute before he was pulsing jets all the way up to his chest. He shouted loudly and the sound faded away in a throaty moan.

[london_spy]

Only a moment later and Danny was coming as well- Going stiff and ridged for a moment as he came hard.

His grip faltered, and eventually he let go.

"Fuck," he panted.

[just_hex]

Hex was absolutely boneless, eyes rolled back behind closed lids.

"Bloody hell," he breathed. "That was worth doing twice," he added with a bit of a laugh.