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Jul. 3rd, 2017 04:15 pm
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There was a point in Danny's life where he could easily draw a line and say that was the past, and this was the future. Or maybe it was more a matter of what kind of person he was, versus who he could be if he wanted to be something more. Either way, it all boiled down to pre Alex and post Alex. Danny had gone from a life of drugs, drink, and as much debauchery as any human could handle, to a life that was almost domestic and normal. ...Then, of course, there had been post-post Alex. A strange pocket of time spent unraveling mystery after mystery, all while swimming in uncertainty and terror- Like Nancy Drew trapped in some sort of conspiracy theory filled snuff porn.
 
Life in a post, post Alex world was just chaos, and a sinking feeling of dread that hung about just close enough to always be felt. It had left him an even bigger mess than he'd been before they'd met. Though he supposed it would be odd if he'd somehow come out of it all as a well adjusted, functioning member of society. You don't wade that deep in the government's bullshit and come out better for it. You just didn't.
 
What had happened with Jack the other week, and the confession from Hex that had followed soon after, had left him on edge all over again. Danny found himself fearing a repeat of everything that had happened with Alex- And though that should have meant he was more vigilant than ever, the hopelessness that had come after learning the truth about the death of last lover lingered on even now, and rather than fight or prepare for war, Danny did what Danny did best. ...He fucked off and got fucked up.
 
There were certain things you couldn't take when you were on HIV meds. Technically he shouldn't have been taking anything, but if you knew how to walk the tightrope, it wasn't so bad. The blues were fine, powder was alright, but the reds were right out. They'd make him crash hard, and getting your stomach pumped on a Sunday night wasn't anyone's idea of a party. He was buzzing though, two shots of vodka, one of the blues, two lines... Pulse was a bit quick but that was alright, that was fine. Everything was fine. 
 
Everything was great.
 
He didn't know who was dancing with, but they were warm and they moved just right. They moved exactly right, and Danny was so good at this. He didn't have a single life skill you could put on a bloody resume, but he could do this. He was king of the fucking club scene, darling. He was swagger and lust, and as the bpm got higher, so did he, never missing a single beat.
 
"You're bloody brilliant," he told his dance partner, leaning in and speaking right in their ear. "Buy me a drink?"
 
(OTA, late tags and slow time super welcome! Danny is stoned out of his skull, but in a good mood. ...Yay? Feel free to kill his buzz or encourage this wicked behaviour.)

Date: 2017-07-05 10:32 pm (UTC)
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It was late when Hex entered the club. He'd been having a shit night. A shit week. Fin was nowhere to be found and no one had heard from him, his Twitter was dead...which was weird because Winter usually overtook it, but there'd been not a peep from him, either.

He was stressed, Danny'd stepped out for the night, and Hex found himself itching for a drink. Instead, he'd called his sponsor and talked for a bit and they made a plan that Hex should get out and do something active. He didn't want to go to the gym and he wasn't in the mood for Hitch. Dancing was what they'd settled on.

So he'd donned a pair of tight jeans and an A-shirt and hit the club. Water only, tonight. Water and throbbing bass and bodies and sweat. Hex moved around the crowd, dancing with different men, touching and grinding and wearing himself out. It was brilliant.

Then he pressed tight to a body and danced there for a moment before he realized it was Danny. When the other man tuned to face him he found Hex smiling.

"You too," he said, sliding his hands around Danny to pull him closer.

Date: 2017-07-05 10:45 pm (UTC)
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Hex could taste the liquor on Danny's tongue, and could tell just from the way he kissed that he was high as hell. He held Danny securely and kissed him hard, shameless about snogging him rotten in the middle of the dance floor. He kissed him until he was breathless, then pulled back a bit.

"God, you're good to go, yeah?" he panted. A hand slid down to Danny's ass. "You're the best kind of time, mate."

Date: 2017-07-05 11:27 pm (UTC)
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With Danny rubbing on him like that he wasn't sure he could make it home. He was already half hard and his hands itched to feel more of Danny.

"Yeah, alright," he exhaled, then shifted his hand higher, up under Danny's shirt to feel his damp skin. "Let's go."

Date: 2017-07-06 12:12 am (UTC)
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He didn't want to say no, but he was reluctant to agree to that. Danny was just too high and he didn't think the man was in a good way to consent to much of anything. But Hex stayed close, touching Danny's back and stroking his arm while he lit up.

"I always have fun with you," he said, moving in to kiss the sweat on Danny's neck.

Date: 2017-07-06 12:31 am (UTC)
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"Danny...you're high," Hex said as gently as he could. "It's got nothing to do with anyone else. I want to play safe, that's all."

Date: 2017-07-06 12:35 am (UTC)
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Hex wasn't looking to fight. He caught hold of Danny's free hand and lifted it up, kissing his fingers slowly.

"You've got me," he replied. "You want to catch the tube? Or should I call an uber?"

Date: 2017-07-06 01:49 am (UTC)
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He tapped the app and got the car on the way, then passed Danny his phone back.

"He'll be here in about ten minutes," he said. "Plenty of time to cool down a bit, yeah?"

He needed to, too. His thin white shirt was wet with sweat and clung to his skin.

Date: 2017-07-06 01:59 am (UTC)
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That same urge he'd felt earlier tonight, that urge that had driven him to call his sponsor, it hit him hard and his mouth watered for a drink. His whole body craved it. It was in moments like this that Hex questioned why he ever bothered to fight the need for a drink. It was just a drink. It didn't hurt anyone. And...he was more fun. Danny loved him but Hex knew Danny loved him more when they could have fun together.

He leaned in, arms strong as he pulled Danny close and kissed him. Eyes closed, he tried to find that spark in him that was fun. That knew how to have a good time. That part of him that was so, so easy to find after a pint.

Date: 2017-07-06 02:08 am (UTC)
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"I love you, too," he gasped against Danny's mouth. His fingers clutched at Danny's waist, pulling him close as he gave him a solid snogging right there on the street.

"Jesus, I want you," he panted, moving from Danny's lips to his neck. He kissed him there, then moved near his ear. "I want to fuck you so hard, Danny. I can't wait to get in you. Tell me you want me? Touch me. God, I want you..."

Date: 2017-07-06 08:17 pm (UTC)
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Hex pulled and groped and rutted against Danny, trying to banish thoughts of drink by giving in to carnal pleasure.

It didn't work.

But the uber arrived and Hex untangled himself, taking Danny's hand to pull him to the car.

"Let's get home," he said softly.

Date: 2017-07-06 09:52 pm (UTC)
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He reached up and plunged his fingers into Danny's hair, getting a fist full and holding him in place.

"I do want to play a game," he said, low and breathless. His mind flashed to thoughts of Danny trussed up, of collars and plugs...but intruding on the fantasies were thoughts of breaking into Danny's stash. He knew the man kept a bottle or two. Out of sight, out of mind. But Hex knew where they were and he wanted one. Just one. Just a swallow.

Date: 2017-07-06 10:35 pm (UTC)
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Hex spread his legs and leaned back in the seat. He was enjoying Danny's soft mouth on his hot skin. A strong hand guided Danny to where it felt best, just a subtle assertion of control.

They were home soon enough, Hex already hard and aching, and he paid the driver and ushered Danny into the house. But rather than descend upon him, Hex went to the kitchen and opened a drawer, pushed aside towels and such, and found one of Danny's bottles.

"Have a drink with me," he said with an air of command.

Date: 2017-07-06 11:33 pm (UTC)
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"Just one. It's part of the game," he replied. "Just one. With you. Come on, it's alright."

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