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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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Garrett leans his head back against the wall and lets out a long, thin moan. It seems that Dodger is intent on torturing him, and Garrett is helpless to do anything but absolutely melt right into it.

"Please," he keens softly. His thighs tremble slightly from the effort of staying still. Of not thrusting into that touch. "Be fair. Give me a test that's actually fair, let me try. Oh Maker, that's so good..."

"You don't actually want that." He answers idly, pressing a kiss to Garrett's chest, letting his lips close for a moment around his nipple. "You want me to keep torturing you. You love being used and discarded whenever I like. Pretty hot how intense you are about it."

His eyes flash up to meet Garrett's, and he offers him a grin.

"Keep begging, though. I love hearing it."

As much as Garrett wants to argue, his hips actually stutter and buck forward when Dodger taunts him about being used and discarded. With his nerves fried by constant stroking and the sweet contrast of soft heat with sharp teeth on his nipple, Garrett hardly has brain cells left when Dodger teases him to keep begging.

"I want it," he whines, not even sure what it means anymore. To cum. To get fucked. To be allowed just to be hard. The gentle weight of the bracelet around his wrist reminds him that he's in no danger of breaking any rules, so he finally gives in to the urge to thrust into Dodger's grip, gazing into his lover's eyes while helplessly fucking his hand. "I want your cock, I want to come. I want a test that's actually fair so I can come and get rid of that fucking cage."

The bucking of Garrett's hips gets a quiet laugh out of him, but it's the begging that really gets him going. He reaches past Garrett to shut the water off, and lets go of his cock to slip his hands down and lift Garrett up as if he's weightless, balancing him against the tiled walls.

"Just don't focus on how good it feels. I'm the only one that needs to get off."

Dodger shifts Garrett to hold him with one arm, so he can line his cock up with the older man's hole.

"Make yourself wet."

The intense arousal burning inside him just flames up hotter when Dodger lifts him off the ground; he's always had such a weakness for being treated like he's weightless. The sudden shock of a cock-head against his ass is even better.

And then there's that message: you don't need to get off. Garrett shivers lightly at the utter objectification of it, and obediently casts the spell. He has no idea how he's going to survive the achingly slow slide that always comes when they fuck without prep, nor the breathtaking tightness that always tears him apart, but... he has no choice.

He can see what effect he's having, and all of it goes straight to Dodger's cock. He takes a measured breath before pushing into him, much faster than he normally would.

Half of it is the calculated decision to make it hurt, to give Garrett a fighting chance of getting soft just from the pain of it. But the other half is just pure excitement, eagerness to get inside of him after being fucked senseless.

Instead of the infuriatingly slow slide that he expects, the first thrust is fast and sends pain lancing up his spine. Garrett lets out a sharp cry, hands spasming on Dodger's shoulder and in his hair.

"FUCK," he yelps, reflexively tensing then cursing more at the pain that immediately follows. "Shit, fuck- hurts, that hurts."

"So heal yourself." He murmurs, his voice already husky with arousal. He pulls out a bit only to thrust in further, insistently forcing himself in just as soon as he can get in without ripping the man apart.

Garrett yelps again, back arching and limbs spasming as if to clutch Dodger tighter. It's a contradictory reaction born of pure reflex, his body seizing with pain that he's still instinctively trying to fight.

But when Dodger gives him permission, he gasps and starts to call on that familiar magic, doing his level best to focus well enough to reach past several dimensions of Veil.

Dodger seems to be purposefully getting in the way of Garrett's focus. He doesn't even pause after bottoming out - he doesn't know if he'd be able to, anyway. The yelps and tension have the same effect on him as moans, and the feeling of lifting Garrett and skewering him on his cock is intoxicating.

And Garrett is starting to get soft. A short laugh escapes him when he notices - perfect, just like he expected.

Every time he tries to focus, Dodger ruins it with a thrust that fucks a pained cry from his throat. Dodger's cock feels like it's splitting him open and he can't think.

It takes time, but he starts to slowly heal himself, punctuated by harsh cries as he grits his teeth and holds on to Dodger tightly. Occasionally he urges his lover to "Slow down, I can't concentrate, please-"

He's managed to heal enough for it to be bearable. His flagging cock has gone soft, but if he heals himself any more, he might be able to start enjoying it again. He hopes, at least- Garrett's goal is to reduce the pain enough that the pleasure won't drown.

Dodger lets out a groan of pleasure each time Garrett heals himself, molding his body around Dodger's cock and making it easier each time to slide into that tight heat. Garrett's cries of pain spur him further, and he finds himself a little disappointed when they start to lose their panicked edge.

"That's enough, save your energy." He pants heavily, varying his rhythm with a sudden hard thrust, "I want that useless cock of yours nice and soft, understand?"

Garrett cries out in pain, but stops when he's told. There's a little edge of despair in it- the realization that, once again, Dodger wants not just his body but his suffering. This is what he meant when he told Garrett to stay soft the entire time, and now he understands why.

"Okay," he whimpers, trailing off into a low, broken keen. That hard thrust felt like it tore something or hurt part of what he healed, leaving him shuddering with the low, burning ache that Dodger's cock is driving deep inside him on every painful thrust. The man has his wish, Garrett is in too much pain to get hard. He finds himself making humiliating sounds like helpless shaking whines on every labored breath as he buries his face in the crook of Dodger's neck in some twisted search for comfort.

"Please," comes a useless plea. Every stroke feels like it could be tearing him apart, and brings with it a weird burst of pleasure just hot enough to confuse- not enough to make this okay. "Dodger, it hurts. Oh god, it hurts..."

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"Yeah?" He answers breathlessly, warming his body to that comforting temperature he likes to keep while cuddling. One of his hands reaches up to grip Garrett's hair, holding him comfortingly as he drives his cock in harder, pressing the man hard against the tiles and only holding him up with one hand on his ass.

"Do you want me to come?" He purrs, tugging Garrett's hair hard enough to hurt as well, "C'mon, keep talking."

The warmth feels nice and the hand in his hair does too, making it almost bearable that Dodger is hurting him. Until Dodger pulls hard enough to make Garrett yelp again, and his boyfriend's sadistic demand drives him to speak.

"Let me heal," he begs, squirming uncomfortably. It's a battle with his own body to not tense up with every stroke, knowing it will only make things worse if he does, but despite his alleged submission he just can't reconcile with the pain.

"Shhh..." Dodger's grip loosens on Garrett's hair, turning to soft petting even as he keeps driving into him. "You feel just fine like this."

His hips slow a bit, favoring hard thrusts so he has room to press kisses to Garrett's cheek and neck. The positioning is awkward, but he knows Garrett will need something to counteract the pain. Some bit of affection to cling to.

"You're doing great... see, you're still soft. You might just make it out of that cage for a while, heh?"

You feel fine like this Dodger says, as if that's the problem. As if the only thing that matters is Dodger's pleasure. The message couldn't be clearer: it doesn't matter if Garrett is in pain.

He moans in quiet agony and leans into the affection with half-hysterical desperation. To have kissing, soft petting, and gentle words paired with this painful violation grates at his mind until it feels shredded from the stress, gently falling apart as Dodger whispers in his ear. Doing great, he says. You might make it out, he says. He says...

"I'm soft because it doesn't feel good..."

"Feels fine for me."

He presses a kiss to Garrett's collarbone, with a hint of teeth. His weight shifts a bit, pressing Garrett further against the tiles so he can pull out further on each thrust. And just once, he pulls out almost entirely before slamming back into him.

"Fuck, you feel so good..." He groans, his claws sliding out to scratch against Garrett's ass cheek. "Keep talking. Tell me how it feels, getting fucked by a real man."

"Ah!" He arches his back and cries out raggedly, squirming in Dodger's arms as if he could somehow get away from this utterly powerless position. "Fuck-"

Breathe. Breathe. Has to remember to breathe. Garrett reminds himself that he's okay, that Dodger has been kind to him before and shown him mercy in these situations before. He just has to get through to him.

"It fucking hurts," he urges, voice breaking on a sharp yelp of soft agony. "Feels like you're ripping me in half. I can't, Dodger please stop, this isn't-"

There is a twitch in Dodger's expression, although it's hard to tell with how close they are. He doesn't stop fucking him, there's barely even a stutter. But he is doing his best to think, to read Garrett carefully.

He's fucked people before who didn't use their safeword even when they needed it. It's a pain in the fucking ass.

"You know how to stop it." He growls against Garrett's ear, not giving away any mercy in his tone. "You haven't stopped it because you want me to hurt you."

It's like something clicks in his brain. He doesn't know why, but Garrett tends to lose his head and forget his safeword half the time. When Dodger growls into his ear, though, he shudders hard and cries out hoarsely-

"Yellow, yellow- Dodger, yellow-"

It's not strictly the safeword. It doesn't mean stop. But it does mean slow down please god please please slow down I need a breather.

Dodger immediately slows his roll. His hips stop while he's fully buried, and he shifts his weight to hold Garrett a bit more securely, staying there and panting softly. The hand in Garrett's hair is a bit shaky, but he pauses to pet his head, and carefully extract his claws from Garrett's ass cheek.

"Heal yourself." He murmurs, pressing a kiss to Garrett's ear, "As much as you need."

Garrett takes a few deep, heaving breaths as he slowly tries to collect himself. The immediate slow-down helps, and even if Dodger's cock still hurts buried inside him at least they aren't moving anymore. At least Dodger is petting him softly and kissing him now.

"Okay," he nods. Drawing on the magic takes effort, but he pulls in enough to heal his torn body around Dodger's cock, moaning deeply at the incredibly strange feeling inside. Garrett doesn't heal himself all the way, though- on some level, he's oddly reluctant to hurtle right into pleasure that he knows will push him to an absolutely torturous need for climax.

So his body heals to the point that the pain and pleasure are just about equal, then it stops. Then he clings to Dodger a little tighter, body still shaking with heaving breaths, and tries to adjust. It still aches deep inside, but he can feel the good, too. He's still not sure if that's all the healing he wants, but for now, it's where he'll stop just to regroup.

That moan, at least, tides Dodger over during the brief moments where he can feel Garrett molding around him, but knows he can't move just yet. It's an awkward angle, but he shifts Garrett enough that he can reach to kiss him.

"I love you."

Maybe not the best thing to say while he's openly abusing Garrett's body. But he wants to do anything he can to reassure him.

"Ready to keep going?"

Garrett leans in for that kiss with a breathless kind of urgency that betrays his vulnerable state. His arms wind around Dodger's neck, pulling him closer so he can answer that confession with a small whimper.

Is he ready? Not really. Maybe. Kind of. Garrett takes a steadying breath and tips his head back against the wet tiles, giving his lover a tortured look.

"Can we do a different position? This one is best for really deep, hard fucking, and if it's going to hurt I'd like to be a tiny bit slower. Maybe we can put down a towel in bed."

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