takecourage | (no subject)

Living with Darlington is a very different experience to living with anyone else that Alex has ever shared space with. With Mira, there was all kinds of attempts at rules and structure that never really worked out, while Ground Zero had been chaos of the ugliest kind. Her dorm room had been nice, the girls there for company, the sound of Mercy breathing at night. She'd never really had a chance to sleep at il Bastogne.

But here they are.

They haven't really done anything all day, just slept late and then lazed around in each other's company. She'd even managed to talk Darlington out of going for a run. Now, they're lying on the couch, their legs tangled together comfortably. Darlington's reading and Alex is idly flipping through cable channels. She nudges him with her heel against his thigh.

"Your turn to cook," she says, glancing at him.

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takecourage

"What do you think of that?" She asks, before she hits him again, the same spot. "Think you'll be able to take it on your nipples?"

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more_magic

"Hurts more than the crop," he grits out, breathing through the sting when she hits him again just as hard. "More of a...a scattered impact than something localized." He thinks about his needs, balances them with the kind of things he's learned he wants, before he answers her question.

"I can take it on my nipples, Alex. I want to."

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takecourage

She shifts her position a little so that, when the leather tails snap down, they come into contact with his chest, several of them across his nipple. She bites her lip at the way his face reflects pain and pleasure both.

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more_magic

The bed moves a little as Alex changes position, and the feeling of it, the slight sway, only increases his anticipation of what's to come. The flogger comes down again, a few of the tails catching one nipple; he arches upwards with the sting, a louder and more formless noise spilling from his lips. Beneath the pain of it--perfect, just on the edge of too much--he can feel the increased ache of his cock, and his head spins.

"That's...that's good."

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takecourage

"Good enough to want another?" She asks, stroking the tails against his skin again. "Same nipple or the other one, babe?"

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more_magic

"The other one," he says, nearly immediately, because there's no question he wants another. The tails run down his chest, brushing just for a moment against his belly, and Danny shivers once more. "Please."

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takecourage

The floggers snaps against his skin, stinging across his nipple and Alex presses down with her other hand, holding him against the bed.

"Tell me where else you want it."

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more_magic

Alex holds him in place, bearing her weight down against him, and he struggles against the pain and her hold in equal measure. God, he shouldn't love it as much as he does.

"On my thighs," he gasps, knowing how open and spread he is thanks to the bar locked between his ankles, what a perfect canvas. "Please hurt me there, Alex."

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takecourage

"Good boy," she says, shifting down the bed and a series of stinging hits against his spread thighs, getting as close to his balls as she dares.

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more_magic

His body jerks beautifully with every strike of the flogger, more panting and undignified sounds pulled out of him as he strains against the restraints holding him in place. Alex never strays too close to his cock, but Danny's all too aware of the possibility she might.

She could do anything, when he's like this, and the knowledge only turns him on further.

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takecourage

She keeps spanking his thighs with the flogger until they're flushed and stinging and then she trails the flogger over red skin and then up, over his balls and the length of his cock.

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more_magic

By the time she stops, he's breathing hard, almost out of his mind with the combination of pain and desire, something he'd never expected to crave this much. Feeling the tails of the flogger drag against his cock and tease against his balls, he actually whines, his hips jolting upwards.

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takecourage

Alex keeps up the light, teasing touch of the flogger against his cock and balls, her eyebrow raised.

"Ask for what you want."

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more_magic

"I..." he starts, then stops again. He has to think about it, wants to think about it, though his head still spins a little too much to make that an easy prospect. He takes a slow, shuddering breath, and that helps just enough. "If you're going to continue, turn me over," he says. "Flog my back."

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takecourage

It takes some manouvering with him trussed up as he is, but she gets him flipped over. She lands a hard slap against his ass. "Get your knees under you. I want to see your cock."

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more_magic

He's glad for the extra slack in the rope around his wrists as Alex moves him, turning until his face is pressed to the sheets. He grunts, unbidden, as she slaps his ass, his face growing hot at the sound. "Yes, Alex."

With the bar between his ankles, it's a little awkward, but Danny manages to push up onto his knees, his legs still helplessly spread and his back a downward-angled slope as his head rests against the mattress. His cock bobs there between his thighs, the head leaking messily despite the tight ring still stretched around the base of him. He can't see it, or much of anything at all, but he can tell and somehow that's even more obscene.

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takecourage

The grunt is good, completely uncharacteristic and Alex slaps his ass, reaching between his spread thighs to squeeze his balls, just seeing if she can make him make that noise again.

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more_magic

Alex slaps him again, her fingers kneading his balls, and the next sound he makes is something more choked and pathetic, if still just as out of character. "God, I want to come, Alex," he mumbles, shameless and desperate and knowing she won't grant it to him. "I want to make a mess for you."

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takecourage

"You don't get that yet, and you know it," says Alex, starting to slap the flogger against his back, finding a rhythm.

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more_magic

"I know, I know," he grits out, his voice stuttering as she starts to lay into him once again. The tails of the flogger bite into his back, the sting now an almost familiar sensation. "Not until you tell me to. Once I'm good enough."

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takecourage

"Once I'm done hurting you," she says, laying slaps down the length of his spine to the small of his back and back up. "Once I'm done using your mouth and your cock. Unless you want to persuade me. Unless you want to let me have something you know I want."

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more_magic

Danny's hands fist in the sheets as she keeps going, slapping him and listing out all the things she plans to do with him, all the things she wants. "Once you're finished with me," he confirms, enough in his head now to render him a little more pliant. "Using me, having me give you what you want."

The flogger hits the small of his back and he jerks, his shoulders drawing back and his hips stuttering against the air, his cock bobbing obscenely between his thighs.

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takecourage

She moves down from his back to his ass, slapping the flogger against firm muscle.

"Ever played with your own ass, Danny?"

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more_magic

He groans as the flogger lands against his ass, the sound of the impact filling the room alongside the panting noise of his breathing. He can't believe she's still going; he can't believe he doesn't want her to stop.

"Once or twice," he says, the admission coming more easily in this state than it might have otherwise. "Out of curiosity."