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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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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.

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.

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."

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.

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?"

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."

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."

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?"

"Bingo."

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

"What do you think?"

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."

"Well you're soft right now... it'd be a great time to put it on."

Another kiss, and a light tug on Garrett's hair.

"I want to hear more about how it felt, wearing it... but I don't want you getting hard."

Every time Dodger kisses him and tugs his hair, the idea of staying soft becomes a little less likely. He's already sighing softly into the feeling, leaning up what little he can to try and chase those gorgeous lips for more.

"It felt... really intense," he murmurs. "Controlling Cait's belt was pretty hot, but wearing it myself was. It was weird."

"Did she tease you while you were in it?" He murmurs against Garrett's lips, happily obliging to the way the man silently begs for more contact.

His own voice is a little husky, excited by the thought of Garrett with someone else. And by the thought of Garrett being unable to take control, forced to stay placid for someone's enjoyment.

"Yes." After another moment of heated kissing, Garrett breaks just enough to answer. "She sucked and touched me through the cage to make me squirm."

He sits up a little more, only to wince lightly and turn to grab more pillows. Must pile. He wants to have easier access to Dodger's mouth, and he's goddamn sick of lying flat on his back today.

"She liked to tell me how wrong it was for me to make myself useless, while straddling me. So I could feel her heat through the cage."

Dodger reaches to help him pile the pillows up, but he keeps returning to capture Garrett's lips.

After a bit more attention he breaks off again, his voice breathy and excited.

"I told you not to get hard. I'm gonna have to fix that."

Garrett meets his eyes with a smirk and (with some effort) reaches up to loop his arm around Dodger's shoulders. Not to be deterred, he goes right back to the topic at hand.

"Do you want to know what I did to her when she had a belt on?"

Dodger's eyes light up, with that spark of mischief that never seems to end well. He sinks down a little lower, sliding down to rest his head on Garrett's chest, but his half-hard cock rubs rather obviously against Garrett's.

"Of course I do."

There may come a day when Garrett is smart enough to heed that look in Dodger's eyes, and back out like he should. Somewhere far in the distant future it might happen- but not today. Today, it excites him even knowing that it always goes just a little off the rails.

"Well, it wasn't right of her to get herself locked up, you know? She had no right to deny me, her husband, access to any of her body." Saying it out loud sounds even more backwards and regressive than he already knew- and yet, just as the first time he went through it with Caitlyn, he doesn't care. It's hot enough that he's getting excited just remembering it. "Since I couldn't fuck her pussy, I decided to train her other holes to make up for it. She wasn't allowed to wear a bra or underwear in our suite, and had to have a plug in when she was home, so I could use her ass whenever I wanted."

It was incredibly hot for both of them. He got such a charge from controlling and owning her like that, and she seemed to love it even more. Now, though, there's a part of him that wonders if he didn't come up with those ideas based on what he himself would love to endure.

Dodger's breath picks up audibly as Garrett talks. It's beautiful, the way the man paints filthy images with his words. Without missing a beat, his mind helpfully fills in a thrilling possibility - he could train Garrett in the same way, if he wanted to. He'd told himself he wouldn't try to break the man, but it's so tempting. So tempting to have a willing body every time he gets the itch to use one.

"Fuck..." he hisses softly, and digs his fingers into Garrett's side to stop himself from grinding, "I would've killed to see that."

Dodger might be stopping himself, but Garrett isn't- he rocks his hips up to grind their cocks together, hissing softly at the feeling. Since they're already naked, it's hard to hold back on how good it feels.

"It was so hot to be able to bend her over and take her any time I wanted." Another grind and a faint gasp. "You know how much I like that."

Whether giving or taking. He, too, is thinking of Dodger doing that to him. Phrases like if you want to serve me and made for this roll around his head, purred in Dodger's delicious voice so many months ago.

It doesn't take long after Garrett starts bucking for Dodger to succumb to temptation. Dodger's grip tightens even more, holding Garrett still so he can slide their cocks together. His other hand tangles in Garrett's hair, dragging him into another breathy, claiming kiss.

"I know how much you must've wished you were in her shoes." He purrs, "You've always liked being a ready slut."

The hand on Garrett's side moves to his hip, pulsing with a bit of heat as he tries to resist the urge to burn him.

Garrett meets that kiss eagerly, already hungry for the way Dodger is claiming him. It's almost incredible, how quickly he went from nothing to hard as a fucking rock just from talking about the damn cage. His arm tightens around Dodger's neck to pull him closer, addicted to the warmth of his skin.

However turned on he thought he was, Dodger's low purr makes him shudder deeply with a low, rough, aching moan. "The...." fuck, he can't even think when Dodger moved his hips like that. "The whole week I was in the cage, I kept thinking about how lucky I was that you didn't know."

Edited 2021-06-18 14:08 (UTC)

"You're right." He answers readily, a soft growl underlining his voice. "I would have ruined you and left you for Barbas to find."

Fuck, he's painfully hard himself. It would be so easy to just flip Garrett over and use him as is... but he has enough self control to save it, and play with a much more fun idea.

"Wait here."

Dodger pushes himself off of Garrett, and teleports away. A few seconds later he comes back, holding a small white package in his hand, and starts rifling through the drawers of his nightstand. "Somewhere in here... there."

When he finally slips back onto the bed, Garrett will get to see his new torture devices - an appropriately-sized cock cage, and an ice pack.

Once Dodger's gone Garrett lies back on the bed, breathing heavily and trying to think calm thoughts. Shit. After that statement, it's hard for Garrett to not be... well, hard. No matter how much he tells himself to calm down, to think about something else to will the erection away, he can't help but think about why they need his cock soft.

Fuck.

He's still hard when Dodger gets back, breath still coming in soft pants. Every cell in his body is buzzing with anticipation both anxious and excited, and it only gets worse when he sees the cage.

"That's the exact same one," he says disbelievingly. "Did the multiverse really take the exact cock cage the demons put on me?"

"Must've realized how hard it is to get a custom fit for that thing." Dodger chirps, tossing the cage and catching it in hand.

He sets it aside, though, straddling Garrett's lap and taking his cock to press the ice pack gently against the tip.

"Think some cold thoughts, it'll go quicker."

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