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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 melts against Garrett's skin, but the question makes him pause. He hesitates before he can meet the older man's eyes, and his skin turns a little warmer as if to soften his answer.

"I can't stop him. He can shut my powers off."

He could still stop him. Somehow he's just never managed to.

"So can I," Garrett points out, stroking Dodger's arm affectionately. He melts into Dodger, comforted by the addicting warmth. "But you can still hold your own against me even without powers."

Garrett suspects that Dodger lets it happen. It fits with everything else he knows about the man, including his weird attraction to Augustine and the desire to be abused and beaten.

Dodger's gaze wavers a little, and he lets out a quiet sigh. Yeah, Garrett can see straight through him.

"Fine. Maybe I just don't want things to change." He admits. It's easier to say it out loud for Garrett. "If I fight back, it won't stop until he's dead. Then someone will have to pick up the pieces and I... I don't want that."

That... is a lot harder to argue with. That's about changing his entire life, taking over an operation. Garrett has too much experience with rebuilding the ruins of a tattered life to begrudge Dodger his wish for stasis.

Instead, he tightens his hold on the younger man in a brief squeezing hug. "Then I'll just have to keep healing you. Eventually he'll get sick of it and stop trying."

As much as the subject makes him uncomfortable, the hug warms him. The safety of knowing he can come back to Garrett, over and over. Garrett has been the most stable thing in his life for a long time.

"I'll make sure not to get too banged up." Dodger's eyes slide closed, and he strays a hand lower to trace patterns over Garrett's side. "Sooner or later things are gonna have to change. People don't last around me. I just wanna stay put while I can."

Garrett snuggles into him, as soothed by his warmth as Dodger is by Garrett's bulk. He really does love being close like this, no matter what Dodger does to him or how his heart races oddly sometimes when they're together.

"Instead of just accepting that people don't last, you could keep trying this whole self-improvement thing you've got going," he says gently, bookended by soft hums of contentment at the hand on his side. "It's working pretty well so far. I could never have most of these conversations with the man you used to be."

Dodger is quiet for a while, silently mulling those words over. It is true - he's changed a lot since Garrett met him. Occasionally he wonders whether the changes are good, but maybe he is getting the hang of it. Too late to salvage anything he had in Hell, but not too late to keep his newest lover. So far.

"You can teach a wolf a couple tricks but that doesn't make it a dog." A pause. "...Do you really think you can make something good out of me?"

"I think so," Garrett muses. "You aren't really a wolf, you're a big, powerful dog that was beaten too many times. Sometimes those are beyond saving, but sometimes they can heal."

He kisses Dodger's head, soft and scratchy. Sometimes there are doubts that Dodger could ever have a meaningful moral compass, with his skewed sense of the value of life and his head being honestly screwed on wrong about violence and blood, but the man has already changed so much- he can love without wanting to destroy, he was unnerved enough by his own slip-ups to overcorrect and lock Garrett away in (mostly) consensual protection.

Garrett's words warm something in him, and he relaxes a bit more into the man's arms. He's heard it before - that he isn't that scary, that his lover feels safe with him. But with Garrett it's different, this man has seen the worst of Dodger and stuck with him anyway. There's something to be said for that. Fuck, even Janet couldn't do that.

Dodger opens his eyes, and leans up to kiss Garrett. Slow, and loving.

"I want to be someone who deserves you."

Garrett kisses him back, slow and tender. It's nice to care for someone like this and to feel like he's doing some good in the world. After leaving so much hurt behind in his own world, after such a spectacular failure to heal a broken soul in Kirkwall, it feels wonderful to think that he might be doing something good here.

"I think we can make that happen," he answers, one massive hand cupping Dodger's face. His thumb slowly strokes the younger man's cheek as they gaze at one another. "The fact that you care about that makes a huge difference. You can start by not killing people unprovoked for fun."

Dodger sighs softly and leans into Garrett's hand, watching the older man with a somber gaze.

"You take away all the fun things."

His fingers run over Garrett's chest, and slowly he traces one around a nipple.

"We'll have to think of something to replace it with."

"I'm sure we will," he murmurs, eyelids half-shut from a faint little shiver of pleasure. "But not just yet. How about we start with a test?"

Garrett isn't overly inclined to discourage Dodger or distract him, but he can't resist sliding a hand down the man's back and over his red, abused ass.

"If Jason is still alive in three months, we can talk about the contract. Because, you know, if I signed it now it would be a bit unbalanced- you already know that I can fulfill my end, but I don't know about you yet."

Dodger shivers at the hand on his ass - almost in anticipation of those fingers digging in and bothering the bruises.

"Fine. I'll keep him alive."

As much as it irritates him. He'll just have to cut off enough contact to dull the urge.

Dodger seeks out another kiss, spreading his hand out and groping Garrett's pec with slowly warming skin.

Garrett gives Dodger exactly what he wants- fingers dug in and nails irritating the bruises and red irritation. It has to still be hurting - badly, judging by the severity of the beating Garrett gave him. The thought is intensely erotic, even more so than the hand at his chest or the kiss Dodger traps him in.

His other hand winds into brown hair to keep the other man close, to kiss him deeper so Dodger can feel the way Garrett's fangs very slowly start to slide out. When he needs a breath, Garrett breaks free enough to speak.

"If you do that, then you might actually get your contract." His hand tightens in Dodger's hair as he thinks. "What do you think you'd want to put in it?"

Dodger's breathe seizes for a moment when Garrett gropes him, and a perfect sort of pain shoots through him. He slides his tongue along Garrett's teeth, letting the fangs graze against it. And right when he goes to reply, the grip on his hair pulls a needy gasp from him.

"I want to fuck you whenever I want. No matter what you're doing." He breathes, digging his nails in until they just barely start to extend. "Not just me. I want you to submit to anyone I tell you to."

Garrett groans softly at the dig of nails, arousal setting in with every honeyed word from Dodger's irresistible mouth. He can't help staring, lips parted slightly to draw in air - and show his slowly-growing fangs extending at the thought of submitting so completely.

"That would be part of serving you, wouldn't it?" His cock is starting to harden, despite how recently he last came. "Would you train me like you said in Hell?"

That comment (threat? promise?) about training his holes has lived in his head rent-free for over half a year.

Dodger nods, and his claws extend a little more - he shifts his hand so that the claw of his thumb can trace a slow circle around Garrett's nipple.

"I'll make sure you're always ready for me." His voice has dropped to a husky growl, and his cock twitches to life against Garrett's leg. "You've got magic, you can heal yourself up if I'm too rough with you."

He captures Garrett's lips again, and his hips slowly start to shift, pressing back into Garrett's hand as much as he's pressing forward against his cock.

His breath catches lightly. Oh, that's good. The delicate pink nub pebbles and hardens under Dodger's touch and his own claws start to extend- a truth he hasn't had time to properly think about yet, but is digging into Dodger's scalp and sensitive, bruised skin.

"That-"

But Dodger cuts him off with a kiss. Garrett opens his mouth to deepen it, tongue slipping in to taste the smoky essence of him, to invite Dodger to take his mouth as deeply as they take each other's bodies. A faint sound hums in his throat when their cocks press together, half-hard and stirring with arousal at the delicious images they're both creating.

At some point, he breaks the kiss- not because he needs to breathe, but because he wants to pant, "I want you to train me. So I'm always ready to take your cock."

Dodger purrs in response, and finally shoves Garrett onto his back so he can straddle his lap. The claws in his ass are driving him wild, and his cock is already hard and heavy.

"You're always so eager to get used." He grins, leaning down to nip Garrett's lip, "I'll plug you up when I'm not fucking you. Make sure you're always stretched out enough to take me."

Garrett gropes Dodger's ass with one hand and buries the other in the man's hair - at least when he's leaning down close enough to reach. It's easier to hold him down and kiss him this way, to let his excited moan get lost in the close air between them.

"Fuck," he murmurs, his suddenly rock-hard cock twitching against his stomach. "That would have to be a pretty big plug. All the time?"

Dodger lets out a begging moan, rocking his hips more insistently as their kisses deepen.

"Yeah," he pants softly, catching Garrett's nipple properly between his claws and pinching it lightly. "Maybe I'll lock your cock up, too. Or lock you up in the closet when I'm done. I want you constantly wishing my cock was filling you up."

That gets a soft, almost shocked moan out of him; a soft, needy thing whimpered against Dodger's lips.

"You want to train me to feel wrong when I'm empty," he breathes, shivering at the friction and pinching and intoxicating dirty talk. "Don't you?"

He knows because he's done it to people before. Garrett has inflicted exactly that kind of training on willing subs in the past, molded them into his perfect sluts who always craved his cock inside them. To become that for someone else, brought low and made into a brainless, empty-headed toy... the thought turns him on more than he can say. Yes, there are dangers and yes, he has reservations about signing such a contract to so dangerous and unstable a man, but right now Garrett is absolutely burning with lust. The only way to express it is with another kiss, this one slow but thrumming with so much desire that he's almost shaking.

"God, yes."

Dodger's hand shifts, his claws drag over Garrett's skin until his fingers are gently closed around Garrett's throat. Nowhere near digging in, only resting against it for now.

"And if I want you to fuck me, I'll let you wear a strap-on. You can watch it filling me up while your useless, tiny cock is packed away."

He doesn't know what it is about being immaculated that gets Garrett off like this, but he loves it. Getting to jeer and insult him, while they both know full well that he worships that cock.

Garrett squirms uncomfortably under Dodger's grip, unnerved by his reaction to this but still hard and aching for more. Truth be told, he doesn't know why it turns him on either, why he physically reacts so intensely to the thought of being humiliated and emasculated and unmanned. He suspects there is some backwards, regressive thought process happening deep in his core, some tiny part of him that secretly believes that being made less of a man is tantamount to being made less and that attaches a great deal of importance and sense of self to the things that make him strong and virile. Whatever it is, Garrett knows that being in a cock cage is deeply humiliating for him, he absolutely hates it, and the uncomfortable thought of it is making his cock throb with need. As much as he wishes Dodger would talk about something else, he also wishes that hand would close tighter around his throat.

"You know, you can do orgasm denial without putting my cock in a cage," Garrett
points out. "That kind of control is pretty sexy."

Dodger can't say what's going on in Garrett's head, but he can feel Garrett's cock pressing into him while he speaks. It puts a wicked grin on his face, boosted by the way his eyes light up at the new suggestion.

"Not a bad idea." He purrs, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "I'll make you fuck me without coming, then. Maybe I'll train you until you can't come without something in your ass, no matter how hard you fuck me."

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