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TABLE OF CONTENTS:

     [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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Garrett moans softly at the stroking and manages to not complain when it ends so soon. That's just how Dodger is- all tease and torment until the very end. His orgasm will come eventually, when he least expects it.

For now, though? He enjoys this, being putty in Dodger's hands, enjoys the sharp yank on his hair that makes him gasp and the kiss that he throws himself into with a harsh, lusty moan. The only reason he lets Dodger break it is because what Dodger says is so fucking hot that Garrett actually whines a little just hearing it.

Fuck.

"Dodger," he murmurs obediently, pupils blown black with lust. "Fuck, I-" He doesn't want to beg yet. No.

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Dodger rewards him by finally, finally sinking to his knees. It's still teasing - pressing his lips to the side of Garrett's cock, resting his teeth on the skin, licking stripes along it's length

To some extent, he's just seeing how far he can get before Garrett loses his mind. But he is slowly getting closer, sucking softly on the head and then only taking an inch in at a time.

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It's torture is what it is. The teeth, the tongue, the gentle press of lips- he can't help shivering, hissing softly, outright moaning when those sharp teeth ghost their faint threat over his skin. In the actual eternity it takes Dodger to reach the head, Garrett falls apart a little more, splaying his hands on the tile to hold himself up and willing himself not to start thrusting.

Every second of it is torture. By the time Dodger's mouth finally makes it to the tip of his cock there's already precum beading at the tip, a drop falling from the metal jewelry underneath as twin proof of his arousal. Dodger's lips and tongue feel so good sucking on the achingly sensitive glans that he moans raggedly, thighs trembling from the instinctive need to pump that he can barely tamp down.

"Oh fuck," he keens, willing himself not to start fucking Dodger's mouth. "Oh M- I- oh."

He might not quite be ready to beg yet, but he can follow orders.

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Dodger has to break off for a moment, because the desperation is making him laugh again. He can feel Garrett trembling, barely holding himself back, and it makes that sense of power surge through Dodger like a drug.

"You wanna fuck me?" He leans forward, letting the cock rest on his face and looking up at Garrett with an innocent look. "Go ahead."

Then he leans back and takes Garrett into his mouth, nice and relaxed.

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Garrett doesn't trust that innocent look or offer for a second, but he's so desperate that he can't resist. He grabs Dodger's hair in a loose grip and starts to mindlessly fuck his mouth, thrusts quick and shallow as he focuses on nothing but racing as fast as he can towards climax. It's so close, it's right there, all he needs is a few more seconds and Dodger's mouth feels so fucking good.

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Dodger's throat relaxes easily and his eyes fall half-shut in a blissed-out sort of contentment as Garrett's cock slams into his throat. He takes it so well, and it definitely helps that his mouth has been running since he was violating Garrett's mouth.

Perhaps the most insidious trick is that it's not a trap. He stays still and complacent, only starting to properly suck and lean into it when he feels Garrett is getting close to bursting.

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It isn't as hard as usual, nor as deep, nor as intense. His thrusts are shallow and rabbit-quick, the senseless pounding of a man on the brink. He doesn't even reach Dodger's throat when it finally hits him- it's shallower than that but still hard enough that his knees almost buckle, his moans echoing off the shower tiles as he pumps Dodger's mouth full of cum.

By the time he's done, he feels like he's going to pass out.

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Dodger moans softly as his mouth is filled up, and he pulls Garrett's hips closer so he can suck him clean after swallowing. Finally he lets Garrett's cock fall from his lips, and slides back up to his feet. His hands are all over Garrett again, one on his hip and one on his shoulder to hold him steady.

"Fuuuck...." He grins, seeking out another kiss, "You're cute when you're desperate."

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Garrett leans against Dodger heavily, one arm draped around his shoulders and one resting weakly at his hip. Between kisses he's sucking in quick breaths, panting and quivering.

"You never say anything nice when calling me cute," he gripes. "It's always desperate or choking or crying. Can't you call me cute when I'm happy about something?"

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"You're barely ever happy around me." He pinches Garrett's cheek playfully.

Dodger reaches up to grab shampoo off the caddy, and works on lathering Garrett's hair. Which is partly just an excuse to play with it, and massage his scalp.

"Anyway, you already know how good you look. And you know I love it."

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Garrett closes his eyes and tilts his head to the side a little to give Dodger easier access to his hair. A satisfied little sound slips out as Dodger's fingers work through, relaxing and pleasing all at once.

"It is a burden being this sexy," he agrees placidly. "Though I would appreciate a little more manners from you next time."

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"You never came to me for manners." He teases gently. "Besides, I didn't think you wanted to hear it."

Now that Garrett seems to be a little less dizzy, Dodger takes his hands off him and focuses on cleaning himself. Carefully, so he doesn't bother the scratch marks on his skin or the pain in his ass.

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Garrett ends up needing help with anything that involves reaching his hair, but soon enough he's padding around the apartment in a towel, once again picking up stray articles of clothing. They seem particularly good at scattering.

"Am I ever going to go an entire day with clothes on again?" he wonders idly.

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"Probably not." Dodger answers easily.

He isn't bothering with a towel - he patted his hair dry, but then just shook the water off and heated his skin until the rest steamed off. He's sitting on the back of the couch now stark naked, watching Garrett clean up. And of course, lighting a cigarette.

"Welcome change, right?" It's said sarcastically, but he knows it was different in the time leading up to Garrett coming here. He wonders how much that's still affecting the man, but he doesn't think he should ask.

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The question gives him pause. Is it? Things were very different in those last few months than they ever had been before- an unprecedented interruption in a lifestyle years in the making. Being away from Hell was good, yes, but...

"I don't know," he says in a rare moment of honesty. "Hell was Hell, but this place is..."

His eyes flit to the window, as if the enormity and hostility of the alien world could physically burst through the glass.

"A lot."

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Dodger nods, not responding at first while he taking a long puff. He gets it, new worlds are a lot. And without a welcome committee, he doesn't know how long he would have lasted in the two worlds he's been to. Well... the two he remembers visiting.

"It'll seem less big after a few months." Dodger's phone goes off and he gets up, stretching before wandering to the bathroom to grab his pills. One glowing pill down the hatch, before he shuffles back to grab Garrett's hand and lead him to the bedroom.

"C'mon, let's take a load off."

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By the time Dodger returns to take his hand, Garrett has a bottle of whiskey in the other, and keeps it with him into the bedroom. As soon as they reach the bed he crumples down onto it.

"Sure," he says a little absently. "I'm so tired I might never move again. Hopefully."

A weird little addition at the end that he follows up with a quick drink from the bottle.

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Dodger notices that last part, and it makes him pause. He takes another deep puff from his cigarette before following Garrett, crawling over to lay on top of him.

"I'll stick around 'til you're asleep, then." He presses a few kisses to Garrett's shoulder. "I gotta get some work down before sunrise, but it can wait a bit."

[defaulthawke]

That gets Garrett's attention. It's hard to zone out lost in your own morose thoughts and screaming existential despair with a naked beefcake lying on you.

"Oh, that's... alright." He sounds a little surprised, almost, and sets the bottle aside on the nightstand in favor of settling his aching, exhausted arms around Dodger instead. "Falling asleep alone is still shit."

Dodger feels... very warm. Heavy. Solid. It's... it's actually really nice. With exhaustion settling in, Garrett only dimly remembers why it's surprising for this man's touch to feel nice, until an attempt at speaking reminds him vividly of how badly his throat hurts.

"You really liked making me suffer, didn't you?"

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Dodger settles into Garrett's arms, happy to melt into those strong arms. Strong, even if they're weakened by the strain of the last few days. Just like Garrett, Dodger finds it comforting to have someone in his bed - to have Garrett in his bed specifically, is a gift.

But the question gets his attention, and he looks up with an unreadable expression.

"You liked it too, didn't you?"

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Garrett's expression is hard to read as well, thoughtful and tired and shadows of something else mingled together. For a second he considers being honest, but-

"Are you kidding, I love being held down and forced while fighting back. It's one of my favorite things."

Given that it actually can be one of his favorite things sometimes, it could conceivably be taken as a real answer dressed up in smartassery.

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Dodger's eyes scan Garrett's face, taken off-guard by the answer. It sounds sarcastic, but there's something in there... something Dodger is having trouble with, but he doesn't press it.

"You know I love you." He speaks quietly, his expression softening a bit. "I wouldn't hurt you more than you can handle. Not on purpose."

This is demonstrably false, but he's hoping it will comfort Garrett anyway.

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Despite the appearance that he doesn't think before he speaks, there are often times when Garrett feels as though he can see different paths of action laid out before him: different ways to respond or choices to make that could take a conversation in wildly different directions. This is one of those moments.

He could snap. Right, I must have imagined that whole rape thing. And the stalking."

He could joke. Oh, we're talking about handling? Speaking of-

He could even say it back. It would probably be easy, in theory. Three words.

Instead, he takes the path he very rarely takes: a small moment of something approaching sincerity. Shallow, but real.

"It was just... very intense."

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Dodger pauses to mull that over. For once, he takes Garrett seriously and considers the answer. And once he's processed it, he leans up to press a soft kiss to his lips.

"Sorry. I'll scale it back next time."

It's rare to get a clear answer from Garrett, and he figures he should reward it. Even if apologizing for anything makes him feel a little dirty.

[defaulthawke]

The kiss is nice, but it leaves Garrett speechless for a moment. It's even rarer to get a genuine apology from Dodger. He just- needs a second to process it.

"Thanks."

He has to remind himself not to hope for things to be okay. This moment shouldn't mean anything. It shouldn't. It doesn't mean that things will be alright here or that he's anything approaching safe.

Without realizing, his hand is stroking Dodger's arm, a gentle affection that he isn't even aware of.

"I'd probably be better off if I knew what was going to happen ahead of time."