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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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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?"

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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."

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"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."

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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."

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"You didn't expect to like this as much as you do, do you?" she says, still fucking him with her finger. "You didn't expect to enjoy me fucking your ass, did you? Tell me how much you like it."

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"No, I didn't," he says--because what other answer could he possibly give, tied down like this and already fully hard, just barely keeping himself from moaning at every thrust of her finger? Only the truth, shameless as it is. "I never thought I'd like it. Never thought I'd ask for it, want it. Twice in one evening, even."

Her finger pushes deep and he lets out a ragged breath. "Never expected I'd already be looking forward to you doing it again, some other night."

[takecourage]

"Something else to fantasise about," she says, starting to push another finger into his asshole alongside the first. "You can imagine me fucking you with all sorts of things."

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"As though there was any doubt I would," he says, a groan stuttering out of him as Alex starts to push in that second finger. One was enough of a surprise; two stretches him, fills him, makes him feel vulnerable and obscene and completely, utterly hers. "Fuck."

[takecourage]

She loves it when he curses like that, and she presses her fingers deeper, scissoring them so that he'll feel the stretch.

"Tell me what's happening to you, Danny..."

[more_magic]

Her fingers push and stretch and open him obscenely, and Danny groans again, his eyes going half-lidded with the sensation. "You're playing with my ass," he says, the words coming more easily--more obediently--than he might have thought. "Fucking me with your fingers, getting me ready for that plug."

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"And you love it, don't you?" she says, grinning.as she starts to tug her fingers out of him. "Let me hear you say it."

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"Yes," he says, letting out a shaky breath as her fingers withdraw. He suspects what's about to come next, and his stomach flips slightly in anticipation and with the weird thrill of the unknown. "I love it. When you play with my ass."

Danny closes his eyes a moment, knowing he should put those statement into a more cohesive whole, knowing that's the kind of humiliating obedience she'd want from him. "I love it when you play with my ass, Alex."

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"Good boy," she says, her fingers free of her ass, and then she slips the plug between his thighs and starts to ease it into into his ass, her free hand pressing down against his belly to hold him in place.

[more_magic]

It shouldn't be so effective, her calling him that; shouldn't turn him on as much as it does. Her fingers slip free of his ass, and he groans softly.

Tied as he is, there's no real need for Alex to hold him down, but she does, her free hand firm on his belly as the plug pushes into his ass, and the added restraint makes his head spin. His hands twist in the ropes, his legs tensing as the plug stretches him. It's more than her fingers, filling in a way that he hadn't anticipated, and he breathes slowly through the sensation.

[takecourage]

She keeps her free hand firm on his belly as she presses the plug until its buried deep in his asshole and they she takes her hand away. "Tell me how that feels."

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She keeps going, holding him down, until it's in; until his body takes it in a way he can feel. He groans. "Feels weird," he admits. "Good, but...full. Filthier, somehow, than having your fingers there."

Danny knows what she's likely waiting for, but he stops, struggling with the response for a moment. "I like it. I like the way it feels, Alex."