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[4/25/21 - DAY 1 (4/25)] *Garrett arrives in Boston, and Dodger picks him up from the hospital. Later they discuss CBT.
[5/26/21 - DAY 1 (4/25)] Coyote contacts Garrett, warns him about Dodger, and offers a few resources if he needs an escape.
[5/28/21 - DAY 2 (4/26)] Garrett and Dodger argue about Dodger refusing to defuse his door bombs. Later, Dodger tries bottoming and Garrett gets a chastity device.
[6/22/21 - DAY 3 (4/27)] Garrett earns his way out of the cock cage with knifeplay. Dodger leaves afterward and comes back bruised and bloody.
- Dodger carves a protection rune into Garrett's chest.
- Dodger bottoms again, featuring post-orgasm torture.
[7/16/21 - DAY 4 (4/28)] *Garrett wakes Dodger up with sex. Dodger is a big bossy brat and proceeds to prematurely ejaculate.
- Dodger tries to answer his phone mid-sex.
- They argue about adopting out the dogs.
- Dodger introduces the demon fleshlight. It spirals into violent, bloody sex.
- They have an after-sex feelings jam, and softer aftercare sex.
[8/3/21 - DAY 17 (5/11)] Garrett blindfolds Dodger and tops him to handle the frustration of being caged.
- Dodger starts up a struggle for dominance halfway through, and wins.
- Afterward, Dodger teases Garrett briefly before they have sex in the shower.
- Garrett safe-words during sex, and they pivot to softer (?) sex in bed, before Dodger locks Garrett in the closet overnight.
[8/4/21 - DAY 15? (5/9)] Garrett meets Marina, and introduces her to Max.
[8/19/21 - DAY 18 (5/12)] Dodger wakes Garrett up with gender-swapped sex, although he really overshot the 'kink' factor of the closet.
- They talk briefly about Garrett's new apartment, and Dodger changes the subject by inviting him on a coffee date.
- Garrett gets restless, and Dodger takes him on an impromptu trip into rural Mass. On the way Garrett heals Dodger's wrist scars.
- Dodger screws Garrett against the hood of a rental car he stole at gunpoint.
[9/2/21 - DAY 20 (5/14)] Garrett and Coyote talk about job-hunting, and Coyote updates him on Marina and Max.
[9/14/21 - DAY 21 (5/15)] Dodger pushes Garrett into gender-swapping, so he can take her out to dinner and be lovey in public.
- Dodger starts fingering Garrett under the table during dinner, and slips in a little of his feeder kink.
- They screw in the car on the way home, and keep going at home. Dodger tries out tail-fucking Garrett.
[10/6/21 - DAY 29 (5/23)] Garrett sees texts from Jason on Dodger's phone, and they argue after both taking truth serum.
- They discuss Garrett's suicide, and Dodger shares his fears about it. They also talk about therapy for Dodger.
- They argue about Dodger's drive to keep Garrett locked away for his own safety. Garrett leaves to move into his new apartment.
- Garrett texts Coyote the next morning to talk about possibly working for Dana's group.
[10/12/21 - DAY 30 (5/24)] Garrett meets Dana, they briefly discuss his new job and then go off to spar together.
[10/12/21 - DAY 30 (5/24)] *Garrett and Dodger sext to smooth over the rough night before.
- Dodger agrees for Garrett to meet his friends, and talks a bit about them and his role at Atlas.
- Garrett doms Dodger, until Dodger uses his safeword.
- They discuss the sex contract again, and get worked up enough to go back to screwing.
[11/12/21 - DAY 57 (6/20)] Dodger takes Garrett on a plane ride to meet Augustine in New York.
[AUGUSTINE - 1/17/22 - DAY 57 (6/20)] *Dodger and Garrett meet up with Augustine, who feels Garrett up before dismissing her for their business meeting.
- Afterward, Augustine catches them being cute at the hotel bar.
- They meet up with Scotty and Jazzlyn at a fancy Chinese restaurant.
- Dodger has to step out after Scotty and Jazzlyn leave, leaving Garrett alone with Augustine.
- They go back to their hotel room, and have make-up sex with a vibrator involved.
- Garrett heals Dodger's back scars, and they talk about his tattoos. Garrett marks his territory.
[2/1/22 - DAY 58 (6/21)] Dodger and Garrett head home from New York, screw on a plane and then again at home.
[PALO - 2/11/22 - DAY 75-76 (7/8-7/9)] Dodger finally introduces Garrett to his friends, so they can do coke and play Poker.
- Palo corners Garrett to be territorial over Dodger.
- Dodger and friends start betting on who gets to use Garrett's mouth. Palo nearly kills Garrett, twice.
- The next morning, Dodger does his best to make up for the night before, with romance and foreplay.
- Dodger almost immediately ruins it by going fully overboard with 'kink'.
- Garrett gets his revenge by topping Dodger, and afterward they argue about Dodger not being able to admit he fucked up.
[BREAK-UP - 3/24/22 - DAY 83 (7/16)] Dodger takes Garrett out to eat, but gets interrupted by a run-in with Dana.
[3/29/22 - DAY 80 (7/13)] Dodger and Garrett get into an argument over text, after which Dodger gets drunk and rapes him.

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A low hiss escapes him as Garrett touches the bruises, and he covers it up by capturing the man's lips again. Then he pauses, pressing their foreheads together so he can just soak in the intimacy of the moment.

"I missed you." He mumbles.

Thematically, they can hear yelling and gunshots from the TV as Dodger starts to yank his pants down, kick them off and reach for Garrett's shirt.

Garrett isn't sure how to respond to that, so he too chooses to cover up a potential awkward moment by going in for a kiss. In fact, he escalates just a little, nipping at Dodger's lip right before leaning back to give Dodger a go at his shirt. The intimacy of it is throwing him off- despite being the exact opposite of violence, it harkens back to memories of it in strange ways that he doesn't know how to deal with. This isn't how things are supposed to go with them.

(Did he miss him? It's hard to remember. At first, he thinks, and maybe the whole way through, but he didn't miss the violence or the trauma.

Probably. It's hard to remember.)

"It's been a long time," Garrett breathes, groaning a little at the sudden exposure to the open air. Vulnerable. Fuck, he doesn't-

"Every time we're together, I end up getting hurt. Or in trouble."

Not that he's actually... stopping Dodger. Or acknowledging that half the time they were together, the hurt was his idea or something he intensely got off on.

"You love it, though." he grins roguishly, capturing his lips again and answering that bite with a nip of his own.

He doesn't bother getting Garrett's pants completely off, because then they'd have to get up. Instead he gets them down far enough that he can reach everything, and settles on the man's lap. He takes their cocks in one hand, squeezing them together with slow and purposeful strokes.

"Tell me about last time. What did Barbas do to you, when he found out?"

Because there's no doubt whatsoever, that Barbas found out.

First of all, Garrett absolutely resents that answer. Just because it's true doesn't mean Dodger should say it, let alone look infuriatingly attractive like that. But the next kiss denies him his chance to argue, and with the sharp sting of teeth Garrett finds himself distracted from the moment.

When that warm, rough hand closes around his cock, he forgets what he wanted to say altogether. Dodger is touching him just the way he likes, slow and sensual, the other man's length hard against his own and making his breath catch every time the friction drags at his piercing. It takes some real concentration to avoid sinking into it entirely and forgetting himself.

He manages, though, well enough to laugh a little at the question. "I got in trouble," he answers unhelpfully. The last thing he needs is for Dodger to have more to use against him. "Barbas was very strict about enforcing monogamy for married couples, and didn't hold back on taking away freedoms from sinners."

The word drips with sarcasm.

It pulls a low chuckle from Dodger, who's quickly growing more comfortable with having the man under him again. Back in their familiar roles, with Dodger softly holding Garrett captive by a grip on his cock.

"That's all I get?" Another kiss, followed by a scrape of teeth against his neck. "Tell me what he did to you. I'm curious. Did he chain you up?"

The arrogance in that low laugh infuriates Garrett, who would like nothing better than to tell Dodger where to stuff it. Curiously enough, he somehow doesn't get around to pushing the man away- maybe from the shiver running down his spine?

Teeth at his throat again. Shivering in Dodger's hold again. He won't let Garrett off without an answer, so he doesn't really have a choice.

"He didn't want to imprison people." Every word drags out reluctantly. "It was more about teaching... chastity."

That makes his eyes light up, and he leans back to scan Garrett's face. Seeing the reluctance, the embarrassment. What exactly does it take to make a man like this embarrassed?

"Did you have to wear one of those cock cages?"

There's mirth dripping from his voice, and he really can't help it. The idea of trying to stuff that hog into a chastity cage is hilarious.

Garrett is rather less amused, staring daggers at the other man. The situation wouldn't be that bad, except for the fact that it fucking is and telling Dodger about it is giving him power that he absolutely should not have. It was embarrassing enough at the time, but this takes the cake.

"You ruined a week of my life," he gripes. "It fucking hurt."

They don't normally hurt. They aren't supposed to.

Dodger starts laughing openly at that, and at the mental image of Garrett's cock bulging out of a little silver sleeve. He is trying to keep it quiet, but it's a losing battle.

"That must have looked so hot, though..." He snickers, laying his head on Garrett's shoulder while his fingers slide up to play with that piercing, warming it slowly. "He'd have to plug you up too, or you'd still be able to fuck... Hell, he'd need a gag, too. Maybe some rope to hold your hands back... knowing you, it'd be a full time job to keep you away from cock."

There's definitely ideas spinning in his head. But right now he's just focusing on keeping Garrett hard and lost in pleasure, going back to stroking them both a little harder and faster.

Garrett reaches up and flicks Dodger's ear hard just to be a shit.

"They didn't plug and hog-tie me. Barbas was a morality-enforcing tightass, not a dungeon dom," he snarks. "I stayed with Caitlin instead of pushing it. Maker knows what else they would have done to me."

Dodger's touching feels really good, but he's. Ugh. Ugh, this guy is a dick and he can't stop talking. "It fucking hurt," he complains. "There were spikes. And a sound."

That's so fucking hot. Garrett will be able to feel Dodger's reaction, how his cock pulses and warms, and how his breathing gets steadily heavier.

"I miss tying you up." He mutters, almost as if he didn't hear that complaint. A hiss escapes him- he's going to come if they keep talking about this. "Fuck... how do you wanna get fucked tonight?"

Maker help him, but Dodger's obvious reaction gets under his skin. The fact that the other man is so hungry for his suffering and bondage is... way hotter than it should be. The man is dangerous, he's violent, he's insane, but Garrett can't resist that deep part of himself that seeks out danger like a man possessed.

So when Dodger pants with arousal, when his cock throbs hard against Garrett's own shaft, when he makes that intense little sound, Garrett feels it. He feels it in his spine and under his skin and in his veins, he feels heat closing in around him as his senses fill up with Dodger.

"Maker, I don't know," he pants, breath coming shorter. "It's been a while since anyone's fucked me at all."

"Maybe I should ride you, then." Dodger cocks his head, "Then we don't have to move too much... I can pin your arms behind your back and use you."

Another kiss, and Dodger leans back to give him one of his signature, infuriatingly cute looks.

"What do you think?"

As delicious of an idea as that is, Garrett answers with an infuriatingly charming shit-eating grin of his own.

"I think it sounds fine."

Just fine. Not great, not good, not sexy or hot. Fine.

It makes Dodger pause, and his smile wanes just slightly. It's been a while since anyone's spoken to him out of turn, and he has to adjust to it.

Finally he grins, and smacks Garrett's head lightly before ruffling his hair.

"Jackass." He lets go of their cocks, and repositions himself a bit. "Alright. Make some of that magic lube for us."

Garrett tries but fails to duck Dodger's hand with a shameless smirk and watches Dodger maneuver with a low, lusty stare. Then Dodger gives an order that dims his smile ever so slightly, with that familiar vaguely embarrassed annoyance that comes when Garrett has to admit that he can't do something.

"I can't. Magic has been really hard here," he admits, hands coming to rest lightly on Dodger's hips. Dodger seems intent on taking his cock, so he has to add, "I can barely even use my Templar abilities."

That... well. That really does dull the mood. The smile slowly slides off his face, and he switches back to that serious, almost moody look.

"Oh."

He sets his jaw, leaning back a bit because he appreciates the hands on his hips.

"That ever happen before? In the other worlds you've been to?"

"Well.... no." Honesty time. He hates it. "It isn't completely gone, just- a lot harder. This is an actual real world different from Thedas, I think I have to relearn how to access my magic and abilities again."

Something occurs to him that makes him frown thoughtfully.

"I haven't tried it with blood yet. You know- just as power. Not actual blood magic." He cocks his head contemplatively. "Just imagine if you bit me and I could suddenly cast."

Dodger is silent for a moment, mulling this information over in his head. And then he takes Garrett's hand, sliding it up to his mouth so he can kiss the fingers.

He glances up at Garrett, watching his reaction as his fang sink into the skin between his fingers and thumb, just enough to draw blood.

He could say something. He could stop it, but Dodger's mouth has him so entranced that Garrett just watches those wickedly sharp teeth sink slowly into his skin. The prick of bright pain breaks the spell.

"Ow," he winces, frowning slightly. "Did you have to choose right there?"

On instinct the spell he goes for is healing, mending that little cut that promises to hurt far more than its size would suggest. Except this time, there's no struggle in it- the magic comes to him easily, flowing almost as naturally as it ever has. A bit more effort, perhaps, a bit smaller than usual, but it's there.

"Well, there we go." Garrett looks at Dodger brightly. "It won't help me Silence, but it's something."

"Maybe I'll surprise you this time."

He'd rather not be playing with fire (hah) this time, though. Not if they don't have a guaranteed off-switch. He sighs softly, and slides off of Garrett's lap, although his tail still slides up to whip lightly against Garrett's cock.

"Bed. Let's get comfortable."

Garrett hisses at the light lash against his cock, swatting uselessly at the tail that's already gone. "Alright, alright."

He gets to his feet, stretching gingerly before moving to follow Dodger into the bedroom. "You know that still counts as a whip, right?"

Dodger's tail waves slowly as he looks back over his shoulder, shrugging lightly. "Didn't flinch, did you?"

He bursts into flames, disappearing and reappearing in bed. And he's already comfortable in bed, presenting himself and his eager cock for Garrett to come and get.

"Lube's in the nightstand."

Of course Garrett follows. His misgivings are starting to fade away, lost behind a haze of drugged arousal. Fading or just hidden, he isn't sure, but in the moment it doesn't really seem to matter. What matters is Dodger, naked and hard and ready for him, fixing him with that intense gaze. If Garrett didn't know better, (does he?), he'd say it looks almost predatory.

"Haven't used this in a while," he remarks, closing the drawer with bottle in hand. He approaches the bed and kneels on it, crawling towards Dodger seductively on his hands and knees. "Haven't done a lot of things in a while."

"Then I don't have to be jealous." Dodger purrs, curling his tail around Garrett's leg as he pulls him closer, kissing him and nipping at his lips.

He guesses that bottoming isn't a good idea for him. Not tonight - they can try again later. His hands move to Garrett's hips, digging in softly with heated fingers as he delivers another sharp bite to the older man's collarbone.

"So what do you want to do?"

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