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[takecourage]

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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She doesn't pry at any of that, doesn't ask the kind of probing questions he's come to expect from her on other topics than these, and if he's surprised by that, he's just as equally relieved. The kiss to his temple and the renewed twist of her hips serve well enough as a topic change, and he nods.

"I'd hate to leave you waiting further, Alex."

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"So what are you going to do for me, Danny?" she asks, grinning, arching her back, a strip of bare skin between the waistband of her leggings and the sweater. "And do we need to tie you up again before we do it?"

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The arch of her body is beautiful as always, his eyes going almost immediately to that revealed strip of skin. "Still interested in sitting on my face?" he asks, reaching over to trace a finger along her hip, the touch moving idly just beneath the hem of her sweater for a moment. "You can tie me down again for it, see how well I do just trying to get you off with my tongue."

He smirks. "Since you already suggested earlier that there's better things I could be doing with my mouth."

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"I could definitely be interested in sitting on your face," she says, with a broad grin. "Do you want to set some limits now before we get going again?"

[more_magic]

Danny thinks about that a moment, then shakes his head. "I'm still finished with being hurt tonight, but I think that's the only limit I need. I trust you."

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"Blindfold?" she asks, stroking her fingers down the side of his face. "Or do you want to see what you're doing?"

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"No blindfold," he says, smiling a little at the gentle stroke of her fingers. "Though it has its appeal, I want to be able to see you. As much as I can, anyway."

[takecourage]

"Okay," says Alex, slipping off the bed. "On your back. Stretch out." She rummages in the box under the bed for a moment coming up with a couple of pairs of restraints.

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Once she's gotten up, he moves, groaning a little at the aching reminder of how thoroughly she'd worked on him with the flogger. As Alex looks through the box, he stretches his arms back over his head, fingers hooking idly at the bottom of the headboard for a moment, his legs slid apart in the vulnerable, open position he knows she likes to see.

[takecourage]

Alex fixes his ankles first, one attache to each of the bottom corners of the bed, before dealing with his wrists, one at a time, securing him tightly so that he's spread-eagled across the mattress.

"How does that feel?"

[more_magic]

Alex spreads him open further, tying him down tight, and though he goes through his usual ritual of testing out the strength of the restraints Danny knows he's not going anywhere. The helplessness settles in him, and he lets out a faintly shaky breath.

"It's good, Alex," he says, looking up at her. "Exactly what I need."

[takecourage]

"Good," she says. "And I think I remember you saying you wanted me to play with your ass more, didn't you? Or did I imagine that part."

[more_magic]

Of course she'd bring it up again now, when all he can do is take what he's given, whatever she decides he needs. His stomach flips, and he has to swallow hard before he nods. "You didn't imagine it," he says. "I want you to."

It's not the full request, and though he knows it, he has to struggle a bit with himself before he clarifies. "I want you to play with my ass more, Alex. Please."

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She runs her hand along the flat of one thigh, up to his belly, careful not to touch his cock.

"How do you feel about using something other than my fingers?" she says. "Not like you're going to be able to do much about it, right?"

[more_magic]

When she toys with him like this, it's careful enough to be maddening, her hand straying only so close to his cock--and never close enough to do anything he wants at all. He groans. "Not tied down like this, I can't."

Danny watches her, still dressed so casually and still so perfectly in control. The decision feels like approaching some bit of the unknown, but he's never shied away from that before. "I'd let you. You can use something other than your fingers, play with my ass that way."

[takecourage]

"Good boy," she says, grazing her fingers along his cock when she says it. there's nothing wrong with a little bit of positive reinforcement, after all. "Lets see what we've got to play with."

[more_magic]

Even her reward is its own kind of torment, just a light brush of her fingers up the length of his cock, but Danny moves into the touch anyway--as much as he can with as tied down as he is. "I'm sure we have a few things you'll be choosing from," he says. "We've been to that shop downtown enough times."

[takecourage]

"True," says Alex, bending down to rummage through the box again, selecting a few things that they've bought on a whim the last few times they went to the store they've started to frequent. She drops a couple of plugs and a slim dildo on his belly, along with a bottle of lube. "I'll let you choose."

[more_magic]

The toys land on his belly, and Danny cranes his neck to look them over. Well-chosen as they are, the thought of her using any of them on him brings back that flicker in the pit of his stomach that could be uncertainty and could be desire. After a moment, he bobs his chin in the direction of the smaller of the two plugs. "That one."

[takecourage]

"Solid choice for your first time," she says. She picks the toy up, turning it in her fingeres. "Once I put this in, I'm not taking it out until you beg me," she says.

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Danny groans, the warmth of Alex's approval and the calculating way she examines the toy combining in a way that only serves to make him harder. "Understood," he says.

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"Good boy," she says, knowing exactly the effect that that's going to have on him. She sits down where he can see her, leaving the toys that they're not going to play with where they are for a moment as she starts to slick the one in her hand.

[more_magic]

She knows just how to utilize that kind of praise, how to push at his desire to give up all his carefully-held control for the sake of being good, for the privilege of being hers. She calls him a good boy, and Danny bites his lip, shifting a little against the bed.

The other toys are still heavy on his belly, rising and falling with each breath, and as she sits and slicks the plug he turns his head to watch her.

[takecourage]

Once the plug is slick, Alex reaches between his spread thighs with slick fingers, rubbing them over his asshole again, pushing one finger into his ass and fucking him slowly with it.

"How's that?"

[more_magic]

The ease with which her finger slips in has him groaning nearly as much as the sheer feeling of it. He was still ready, still easy in a way that brings a flush to his cheeks to consider.

"As effective as previous, Alex," he says, letting himself move into the push of her finger, as much as he can with how tightly she has him tied down. "It feels...it feels good."