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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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[takecourage]

"Like if I wore a short skirt to the cinema," she says, still stroking his cock, keeping up that maddeningly slow pace. "And spread my legs for you once the lights went down."

[more_magic]

She knows exactly how to drive him crazy, that slow movement of her hand on him and the low, teasing sound of her voice. He manages a nod. "Just like that, Alex. Maybe you're not even wearing anything under the skirt at all. Easier access that way."

[takecourage]

She grins at him, squeezing his cock a little harder.

"Do I strike you as the kind of girl who goes on a date with my boyfriend in a short skirt and no panties?"

[more_magic]

The squeeze makes him groan again, hips pushing upwards for a moment. "I think you're the kind of girl who loves the look on her boyfriend's face when he realizes you've been wearing a short skirt and no panties, Alex."

[takecourage]

"You're right," she says, grinning. "I am." She bends over, pressing a sucking kiss against his ribs. "So what are you going to do when you realise I haven't got panties on?"

[more_magic]

The pressure of her mouth is hard and sweet all at once, and Danny knows he'll be carrying the mark of it--along with everything else--for a few days after this. He can't think of anything he'd prefer more.

"Presuming you've already demanded that I touch you, and damn the consequences, all I'll really be able to do is comply, won't I?" he says, arching one eyebrow even as a flush works its way along his cheeks. "Tease my fingers along your cunt, touch your clit while you try and keep quiet. Wait until you're slick and gasping before I start fingering you in earnest."

[takecourage]

"You ought to be careful about teasing me too much," she says, sucking up another mark on his ribs. "You know I'll make you suffer."

[more_magic]

She makes yet another mark on him, and Danny squirms, pulling at the ropes holding him down. "You think I don't know by now exactly how much I can push my luck, Stern?" he says. "I'll give you what you want."

[takecourage]

"You'd just better do it fast enough," she says, grinning. "Or I'll make you get down on your knees there and then." She wouldn't actually do it to him, not something that public, but it's fun to threaten.

[more_magic]

Danny knows it's an empty threat, but the thought that she might still settles low and hot within him. He can picture it; going to his knees in the narrow theatre aisle, Alex's legs draped over his shoulders and her fingers pushed firmly into his hair. He doesn't want it, but the thought of it is enough.

"I'll be good for you," he says. "Think you'll be able to keep quiet, or should we make sure to pick some kind of action movie where there's enough sound effects to cover it up?"

[takecourage]

"I think I can keep quiet," she says, grinning down at him. "Might be better for you if it's noisy though, right? Lots of distractions. People less likely to look our way."

[more_magic]

"Fair point," he says. "Definitely less likely to get caught if everyone's focus is elsewhere." Her hand continues that slow, teasing stroke, and a shiver goes through him. "So I'll finger you right there in the theatre until you come," he says. "Aware the whole time of how close we might be to getting caught messing around."

[takecourage]

"And then what are you going to?" she asks, still stroking his cock, kissing up his chest until she can press a kiss against the corner of his mouth. "Because you're a good fucking boy."

[more_magic]

He turns into the kiss to his mouth a little, his lips grazing against hers for just a moment before she pulls away. "Because I'm always after ways to prove how good I am for you," he says, his breathing gone a little rough as she keeps stroking him, "I'll clean your cunt off my fingers, make sure there's no trace."

[takecourage]

"Of course you would," says Alex, missing him again and then taking her hand away from his cock. "Do you want me to let you come?"

[more_magic]

"Please, Alex," he says, each word more of a moan as she takes her hand away, leaving him hard and needy. "Let me come again for you."

[takecourage]

"I don't know if you deserve it," she says, tapping her fingers lightly against the shaft of his cock to make it bob against his stomach. "Maybe I ought to just leave you here for a while until I'm ready to go again."

[more_magic]

"You wouldn't," he says, even though he knows she would. Even though just saying it, in that near-pathetic and almost wheedling tone, reveals how easily Alex can get him to this point; turn him into something shameless and desperate and devoid of his usual restraint. She's the only person he'd let do this to him, Manuscript's tricks notwithstanding, and they both know it.

She taps his cock, toys with it, and he all but whines. "You love the way I come for you."

[takecourage]

"Not like you could do anything if I did," she says. "Tied down and plugged." She bends down and picks up her panties from earlier in the day off the floor. "Open your mouth."

[more_magic]

"No, I couldn't," he says, biting his lip as she moves away and leaves his cock bobbing there ineffectually, aching hard. "I'm at your mercy. Or lack thereof."

Danny watches as she bends, picking something up from the floor. When she turns around and he sees it's her panties, when he hears the order she gives him, he groans. "Alex," he breathes, but it only takes a beat before he's opening his mouth for her.

[takecourage]

The way he breathes her name before he opens his mouth is fucking beautiful and Alex bites her lip over a grin as she presses her panties into his mouth.

"And now you can wait there. Like a good little fuck toy. Until I'm ready to play with you again."

[more_magic]

She gags him with her panties, the balled-up fabric odd against his tongue, and Danny exhales slowly through his nose, settling a little even as his head spins with the dismissive humiliation of being made to do it in the first place. All he can do is nod, and wait.

[takecourage]

Alex taps his cheek and leaves him them, spread eagled and bound, gagged with her underwear and beautiful. She pads about, tidying up, taking her time.

[more_magic]

She leaves him like this, and the entire time she's gone he's painfully aware of what a spectacle he is: tied down and gagged, cock hard and flushed, his ass plugged by his own request. All of it, by his own request. Danny groans, the sound low and muffled, listening to her walk around the apartment as if completely ignoring him.

[takecourage]

Eventually, Alex comes back into the bedroom, bare legs and a t-shirt, her hair tousled around her face.

"God," she says. "You should see yourself."