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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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Dodger stops when he's pushed back, and lets out an amused snort. Honestly, he isn't even sure if Garrett is stubbornly trying to follow the rules, or playing into his own kink. It wouldn't be the first time Garrett got uncomfortable about coming.

"Sure."

He slips his hands down to Garrett's legs, and spreads them so he can line himself up. This time his entry is slower, moving more carefully without taking the pain away entirely. Even with full intention to make it hurt, the intimacy of this position makes him naturally attentive to Garrett's reactions, searching for that razor's edge between letting him get hard and making him entirely panic.

"Hands and eyes on me." He purrs, giving Garrett a coy smirk. "I want your full attention."

Garrett tries to relax this time, so it won't hurt as much. It works to some degree, but he knows that the pain is coming- so when Dodger's thick cock slides mercilessly into his unprepared hole, Garrett easily lets out a long, low, wavering groan of pain. This time, though, the pain is laced with just enough pleasure to make it almost okay.

By the time Dodger bottoms out he's panting, struggling to remind himself that Dodger listened to him before, that last time he asked for mercy he was listened to. That he's safe, probably. The man disarms him with that gorgeous smirk, melting a little of the tension knotted in his stomach, drawing him to place his hands shakily on Dodger's shoulders.

Fuck, he can hardly breathe.

"Dodger," he exhales, gracelessly pawing at his lover's cheeks in a search for tenderness. "Tell me again."

Dodger is panting by the time he starts moving his hips again, in slow but deep strokes in time with his breathing. His eyes are always on Garrett's, watching him with lust and adoration in equal measure.

"I love you." He murmurs, capturing Garrett's lips again and moaning into it. "Fuck, I love you so much."

Garrett answers every deep stroke with an equally deep moan, sounds mostly made of pain with the slightest hint of sweetness mingled in. The intimacy makes it strange- to be so deeply and intimately hurt by someone professing genuine love while gazing tenderly into his eyes... it makes him feel like he's being scraped raw and exposed to the blistering sun.

The kiss is a relief. He pours himself into it, clinging to Dodger desperately and gasping a helpless, "I love you too."

(It's all he can do.)

"It hurts."

"I know." He murmurs, as if that's reassuring. As if it can't be helped.

The affection emboldens him a bit, and he picks up some speed with his motions. Just enough that he feels like he has a standing chance of coming. All the while he's either kissing Garrett, or gazing tenderly into his eyes.

"You're always so gorgeous when you cry."

Garrett arches his back and whines at the increased speed, body thrumming with tension for a moment before it slowly settles. His nails dig into Dodger's back for those long seconds that he fights with himself.

"You love hurting me," he answers, voice cracking when Dodger's cock hits him deep inside. It's a fraught, utterly helpless sound. "Oh, fuck..."

That sound gets a quiet laugh out of Dodger, and he follows it with another kiss to Garrett's lips, and then more along his neck and collar bone. He shifts and seeks out one of Garrett's hands, pinning it softly to the bed and lacing their fingers together.

"Tell me how it feels." He murmurs, "I want to hear your voice while I fuck you."

Another small shudder rocks through him at the soft press of Dodger's lips. Garrett turns his head to expose his neck to the other man and grips his lover's hand with an ambiguous moan.

"It... it feels... Like your cock is tearing me apart. It's too big for me, I can't-"

He lets out another low groan of pain.

"I can feel you- not just my ass but inside, so deep. Oh god..."

Dodger draws in a sharp breath, moaning as he drives his cock hard into Garrett after that last bit. His other hand slides under Garrett's ass, pulling him up closer to fuck him at a harsher angle. He wants to lose himself in the older man, and fuck, he's getting close.

"Fuck..." He squeezes Garrett's hand a bit tighter, still careful not to crush it, "Keep going- fuck, that's it..."

Even with the mid-way interruption, he's wired up and itching to come. It takes some active willpower not to go too fast or too hard, to try and slow down when Garrett seems too tense, but every so often he keeps speeding up to try and get himself over the edge.

Garrett lets out a low sound that's half moan and half sob, burying his face in Dodger's shoulder. His cock twitches slightly and he heaves a massive breath.

"Fuck, I think I might get hard. Dodger, I can't, it hurts..."

A mixed message if there ever was one.

Dodger grunts acknowledgement, although it takes some mental math to figure out what exactly Garrett wants out of him. He presses a kiss to Garrett's lips, studying his face carefully while he speaks.

"Tighten yourself up, it'll make it hurt more. That'll help."

He digs his fingers into Garrett's ass sharply, gasping as he gets a little closer to the edge.

"And don't look at me, look at the ceiling."

Garrett arches his back and yelps when claws suddenly dig in, gripping Dodger's hand tighter as he pants. It hurts, but there's just enough traces of pleasure mixed in to make it hard for him to stay soft. His eyes obediently flick up to the ceiling where he stares.

"Don't get hard," he murmurs, more to himself than anything. "I don't want to go back in... the cage..."

The mental image of Dodger pressing him against the wall and holding an ice pack to his flagging cock, forcing it into the cage while making him recite the truth that his body belongs to Dodger, suddenly flashes into his mind in vivid color. He shudders hard and moans, cock visibly responding and starting to thicken.

He leans back just enough to see Garrett's cock hardening. Right after he starts thinking about the cage. Fucking figures.

"Yes you do. You can't lie to me, I know you."

Dodger leans back down, and bites Garrett just hard enough not to break the skin, before growling into his ear.

"Don't think about the cage. Think about whips, and collars. Think about being out alone without me. Whatever gets you out of it."

That smarmy taunt is bad enough - you can't lie to me - but when Dodger bites him, Garrett arches his back with a needy, shuddering cry. It hurts so badly that lust lances through him like a bolt of lightning.

His cock is rock-hard by the time Dodger starts growling in his ear. Fuck, he didn't want to get hard, he wanted to do this right, but he can't help it. All he can do is sob out confused moans, keening with pain on every tortured breath.

Dodger can feel Garrett's cock pressing into his stomach, and a laugh escapes him before he bites down on Garrett's neck properly. Taking hold of him, sinking his teeth in until he tastes blood. His hips quicken and he fucks Garrett much more roughly, until the slap of their skin fills the room.

He has to let go of Garrett's hand to balance himself, and instead places it beside his head. Heat radiates from it, his best attempt to let it out without burning the man beneath him. It doesn't take long at all before Dodger is coming with a feral growl, pushing Garrett hard into the bed as he fills him up.

Pain flares up like a sunburst behind his eyes, making him scream softly as Dodger starts to fuck him hard with blood running down his neck. Harder, faster, spiking pain into him with every agonizing stroke until he can't breathe, can't think, can only cry out raggedly until they draw into something like sobs.

Then finally it's done, Dodger is filling him with seed so hot that it stings inside his abused, sore channel and Garrett is gasping and shaking as he breathes through heady, unbearably intimate pain. He thinks he may have been calling Dodger's name, or begging for something, but can't remember. He isn't even sure if his cock is still hard- just that he's clinging to Dodger like his life depends on it, needing the man's comforting presence to keep him from shattering into pieces.

Dodger answers his silent need by capturing his lips, releasing him and running his fingers through Garrett's beard and then his hair. At first there's only breathless kisses, then he presses their foreheads together and sighs softly.

"I love you." A pause. "Are you okay?"

Garrett clings to those needful kisses, pouring himself into it like his life is on the line. It's too much to process, this riot of pain and ache inside him, but kissing is easy.

"I think so," he answers, though he's still keening very softly every time he exhales. Dodger's cock, while not moving, still hurts where it's buried inside him. "You're always so nice right after hurting me."

"It's called aftercare." Dodger answers, clearly amused.

He doesn't quite have the energy to pull out, so he just warms his body comfortingly and focuses on petting Garrett's hair and giving him tender kisses.

"That's enough kink for today, huh?"

The warmth and affection draw a low, rumbling sound from Garrett, like a purr but a little less content. He kisses back, thirsty for gentle touch and reassurance against the strange conflicted tension in his breast.

"Definitely. Does that mean I'm going back in?"

Dodger shakes his head, following it with another kiss to Garrett's lips and yet another to his cheek.

"You earned your way out. Unless you want to go back in."

Honestly, Dodger can never tell exactly what Garrett wants. But he loves how horny Garrett gets about being abused and controlled.

Garrett chuckles lightly and kisses back.

"Good to know that all I have to do to get my way is throw a tantrum and push you around."

"Well, fucking me senseless helped."

He finally pushes himself up and pulls out, collapsing beside Garrett and snuggling into his side. Once he's comfortable, he reaches down to run his fingers over Garrett's cock. Not taking hold of it, just tracing patterns along the skin.

"Honestly, I'm impressed you put up with my bullshit that long."

Garrett hisses when Dodger's cock finally leaves him, then turns to face Dodger. At last he's able to properly relax.

"I-" His breath catches sharply at the long-awaited touch. His cock stirs under Dodger's gentle fingers, overly eager despite the pounding ache between his legs. "I don't know how I managed. Since I didn't last the month, do I still get my reward?"

Dodger's eyes light up, and he gains a sly grin.

"Give me a second to catch my breath, yeah?" Another kiss. "You're definitely getting it."

He'd nearly forgotten about the promise he made two weeks ago. And honestly, if he were strictly sticking to their rules he shouldn't reward the tantrum. But as much as he loves torturing the man, Dodger misses that giant cock of his.

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