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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.


*Nipple Piercing Conversation Counter: 4

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[defaulthawke]

Garrett takes a drag, then immediately puts it out on the nightstand and flicks it away. Just to be a dick. Also, because he still thinks cigarettes smell disgusting and he hates them.

"You knew it was wrong, or you wouldn't have been invisible." Irritably. "When exactly did you watch me jerk off? Was it frequent, or a special occasion?"

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Figures. Dodger sets his jaw, before lighting a new one. This time he doesn't answer at first, creating a cloud of smoke around him first.

"Who is John Galt." He finally answers. He's moving to swing his legs over the side of the bed, so he can sulk with his back to the other man.

[defaulthawke]

That utterly nonsensical response baffles Garrett enough that it takes him a minute to say anything. For all that he wracks his brain, he can't even begin to understand what the fuck it means.

"What?" Garrett rolls onto his side enough to try and prop himself up on his elbow, only to immediately collapse again from the strain of putting weight on his messed-up shoulders. "Was that some demon at the club you're jealous of?"

[smokedout]

"No." He's gotten the confused response enough times that he doesn't even miss a beat. "It means 'don't ask questions you don't want the answers to'."

He looks back at Garrett warily, and his tail slides out to touch the man's arm.

"Don't push yourself, or you're going to make it worse."

[defaulthawke]

Garrett just looks at the tail without doing anything. Honestly, at this point he can't be bothered to swat it away or assert any kind of boundary. It feels pointless and, as fucked-out and tired as he is, too much effort.

"I'll just assume that means literally every day," he snarks. "I don't remember ever fantasizing about that."

Not out loud, anyway. Not where Dodger could hear.

[smokedout]

"Well, I was right, or you wouldn't have gotten defensive."

Dodger doesn't return to snuggling, but he turns to sit facing Garrett. His tail twitches at the end with leftover irritation, but he's trying not to succumb too much.

"You're easy to read. And you like getting humiliated, and hurt, and abused. That's always been why you gravitate to me."

[defaulthawke]

Garrett huffs with irritation. This is a conversation they've had before. It's oft-visited ground that he's not interested in retreading, so he doubles down on his curiosity (and frustration at not being able to match knowledge to memory).

"I don't remember doing that, ever. Once I knew you were probably stalking me, I started only jacking off in the shower and keeping my thoughts to myself."

So again, Dodger.. how the fuck did you know.

[smokedout]

Dodger's gaze wavers a bit, while his mind picks apart exactly how much he should say. But it doesn't take him very long to come up with a satisfactory answer.

"You were mumbling while you jacked off. You were using a toy on yourself while you did it." He shrugs. "Something along the lines of... 'work that useless cock for me'."

[defaulthawke]

That line does it. Garrett is rather nonplussed, trying to recall the incident, but when Dodger says those filthy words in that filthy voice something sparks in his mind. He's pretty proud of himself for not showing a visible reaction.

"Was I... drunk, by any chance?" he asks carefully. There's something in his mind, but he'll be damned if he admits to anything voluntarily.

[smokedout]

Dodger shifts a bit, trying not to look too uncomfortable. But they've known each other long and well enough for Garrett to pick up on the signs.

"What do you think?"

[defaulthawke]

Garrett's eyes narrow slightly. "I think you're avoiding the question."

[smokedout]

Dodger takes a slow puff of his cigarette, leaning away with a wary look.

"You were drunk and fantasizing about me. What was I supposed to do?"

[defaulthawke]

Garrett's expression is a mirror: equally wary, equally cagey for very different reasons. An impression of that night has come back to him, a vague thing he'd mostly forgotten. All he knows now is that he was drunk and started playing with himself, then broke out a toy, and he remembers repeating that filthy insult to himself while doing it.

Fuck, just thinking about it makes his face hot.

"How about not spying on me while I masturbated? The weird shit I say to myself is my business."

He doesn't remember that he wasn't the one who said it.

[smokedout]

"You wanted me to touch you and I provided. Because I happened to be there when you wanted me."

He lets out another puff of smoke, and crushes his cigarette into the nightstand that is already freckled with cigarette burns.

"You got off on me fucking you while you had a limp dick and you're too fucking insecure to admit it and move on."

[defaulthawke]

Garrett sits up a little at and I provided, eyebrows raising at that fascinating piece of information. The confusion is obvious on his face now.

"I... think you know a lot more about that night than I do."

And as twisted as it is, Garrett kind of wants to know. All he really remembered the next morning was that it had been pretty fuckin intense, and he had cum so hard he passed out without cleaning up. Knowing now that Dodger had actually been there... it's creepy, it's violating, but some perverse part of him needs the whole story.

[smokedout]

He already misses that cigarette. A small huff escapes him, but lying only ever makes things more complicated.

"I didn't plan to watch you jacking off, it just happened. You got drunk, started playing with yourself and I missed having you. I stayed on the bed and watched you, and you were thinking about me fucking you on my floor.

"I touched you, you wanted more, so I moved the toy for you. You wanted it to feel like me. You came all over yourself and I left."

He assumes it's not too hard to assume that he also came all over Garrett.

[defaulthawke]

For once he doesn't actually think that Dodger is full of shit. That's probably a mistake, but whatever- it's not like he can do anything about it at the moment. He has an exit plan from Coyote incoming but for now he's not going anywhere, so there's no point in being a bitch about all this. Besides, Garrett doesn't remember waking up with a sore throat the next day, and there was no sign of cum anywhere invasive, so he can pretty well conclude that Dodger probably didn't do more than jack off. Which is fine enough.

So instead of getting mad, he just listens and thinks. Dodger's story matches up with what Garrett can remember, and more details are coming back, though still veiled heavily in fog.

"You must have been invisible," he says slowly, frowning thoughtfully as he imagines it. Lying on the bed fucking himself open with the toy while Dodger loomed over him, invisibly guiding the toy to fuck him faster and harder. Fuck. He licks his lips slowly as Dodger's voice mingles with the voice in his memory. "Was I even the one talking? Please tell me it wasn't you."

His cheeks feel warm.

[smokedout]

Dodger slowly relaxes, now that the worst of the danger seems to be passing. His gaze catches on the way Garrett licks his lips, and he has to consciously follow what the man says.

"Don't remember. It was months ago." It's a white lie, something Dodger doesn't think he has to feel too bad about. "You said most of it. I remember you saying that line."

[defaulthawke]

The more Garrett thinks about it, the more his mind lingers on a single moment of which he is now incredibly sure.

"No," he answers, thoughts still circling on that single line and how good Dodger sounded saying it a few minutes ago. "That was you. I remember now. It wouldn't have felt the same if I said it."

Not nearly as intense. Not nearly as hot. Maker's breath, this is stupid, he's getting turned on by knowing that he was stalked and violated while jacking off months ago.

[smokedout]

Dodger nearly gets defensive again, but again he gets caught on the small signs of Garrett's arousal. His gaze flickers over him, and finally Dodger moves closer.

"Yeah?" He runs his fingers tentatively over Garrett's chest, feather-soft where he'd been firm and confident before. "You liked me talking about your limp, tiny cock, didn't you?"

[defaulthawke]

The reaction that stirs in his breast is weird and deeply confusing, arousal and embarrassment and bemusement all at once. Since his answer to that question is pretty fucking obvious, Garrett chooses to respond in a different way.

"Well." His lips quirk a little with bemusement. "It's something of a rare occasion for me."

[smokedout]

That reaction gives him a little burst of confidence, and he crawls over to straddle Garrett's lap. His head is cocked inquisitively, eyes studying the older man's face with rapt attention.

"I think I know how to make it happen again." He speaks a bit slower, choosing his words carefully. "Make sure it stays under control, even while I'm fucking you."

[defaulthawke]

A little shiver runs down his spine at the intense look in Dodger's eyes. Garrett rests his hands on Dodger's hips, muscle memory flitting back to how Dodger felt around his cock as he holds the younger man's magnetic gaze.

"Let me guess," he says slowly, tongue poking out again to wet his lips. "A cage?"

[smokedout]

"Bingo."

He leans down, running his fingers through Garrett's hair and slowly, tentatively seeking out a kiss.

"What do you think?"

[defaulthawke]

Garrett leans up just enough to return that kiss, straining a bit and wishing he had more pillows under him so he could reach Dodger without having to mess with his arms and shoulders again. When Dodger's sharp teeth scrape against his tongue, however, he stops caring.

"It could be interesting. I'm not sure how much I really want to repeat any of my time in Hell, but... maybe."