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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.

*Nipple Piercing Conversation Counter: 4

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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."

Oh god. Garrett makes a soft sound and tries to lean up for a kiss, only to come up against the gentle immovability of Dodger's hand. With a shiver, he relaxes back on the mattress, submissive and pliant.

"That kind of training would take... a long time." And a lot of programming and head games. "If it really worked, I'd need a plug even when I'm the dom."

It's an intimidating thought.

His eyes narrow, and he slowly presses his fingers down on Garrett's throat. Still careful not to cut off his breathing, only to exercise his complete dominance over the older man.

"You're excited, aren't you." Not a question.

He steals another kiss and sinks his claws into Garrett's neck, just enough to feel them.

"Hurry up and fuck me."

Garrett's eyes go slightly wide as that strong hand closes around his throat. Yes, he's excited, but also a little off-balance at the prospect of surrendering his body so completely to another person that they completely reprogram how it works. Control that endures even when they're apart.

"My plan was to fuck you until you come just from that," he breathes.

"Good."

Dodger releases Garrett's throat, and instead moves to grip his hair harshly.

"Use a stamina spell if you have to. I want you to keep going until I come."

Garrett gasps raggedly, desire flaring hot in his stomach as Dodger's grip scatters pinpricks across his scalp. He slowly brings one hand up into Dodger's view so the man can see the bracelet on his wrist- with its charm, still unactivated, that could easily prevent him from coming without Dodger's permission.

"Is this what you want?"

Dodger draws in a soft, excited breath. His hand slides up to take Garrett's wrist, just flexing his fingers for a moment before switching the charm on. Perfect - now they can both suffer together, stuck in waves of agony and unable to come from it.

"Yes." He purrs, guiding Garrett's hand to his ass and leaning down to kiss him again. "Now fuck me."

Garrett's own breath catches at the familiar feeling of the charm turning on, like a little frisson of electricity through his body on a level almost too soft to be felt. His fingers dig into Dodger's bruised ass instinctively upon being guided, bringing with it a strange feeling in his fingertips that makes him very nearly stop before Dodger's kiss distracts him. The other hand wanders between Dodger's legs, unthinking as he reaches down with the intent to slip two fingers in.

That firm grip pulls another soft, whining breath. He can feel Garrett's nail pressing in, harder and sharper than they should. It feels like heaven, until it clicks into place in his mind.

"Garrett-" He moves to grab the man's arm, pinning him down softly. "Claws. Pull them back in."

Garrett is having the time of his life, getting lost in the kiss until Dodger abruptly pulls him out of it. He frowns, lips swollen and hair mussed, with glassy-eyed confusion for a moment as his mind flickers between claws and pull them back in. Claws? Dodger's claws don't look like they're out, so why-?

He looks down at his own pinned hand and his eyes go wide at what he sees.

"What the fuck?"

Dodger's tail slides slowly across Garrett's legs, moving back and forth while he considers this new development.

"Looks like Hell isn't done with us, huh."

That's really all he can think of. That whatever is turning them into demons has come with them, that they're still going to keep changing even without Lucifer's influence.

"Fuck... c'mon, pull them back in so we can keep going."

The thought is profoundly disturbing, and all Garrett can do is stare blankly at his new claws while Dodger tries to wheedle him into participating. It takes a moment for him to focus, to blink and nod with a muttered right... and try to think about the new body part.

It turns out to be very much like retracting his fangs, but considerably easier. It doesn't even take the same level of conscious focus as keeping his fangs withdrawn, once he tries to pull the claws back they stay in, and with his hand still pinned, Garrett yanks Dodger's hips down so he spears himself on Garrett's upstretched fingers.

"There we g-" he's cut off with a sharp whine, his body pulsing with a bit of heat from the sudden intrusion.

Even with the shock, it feels wonderful. He moans openly, digging his claws into Garrett's arm before he finally lets him go and moves his hands to Garrett's chest.

"That's it... fuck."

Garrett indulges Dodger for as long as- well, honestly, for as long as Dodger makes him. It's silly to pretend he has any choice in the matter. When Garrett is finally free, though, he moves his arm gladly, plunging his fingers in properly and deep so he can curl them forward and draw more delicious sounds from Dodger's well-kissed lips.

"You look so good like this," he confesses, arching up in search of a kiss.

Garrett gets exactly what he wants - Dodger lets out soft, begging moans as he rocks back against the man's fingers, and he leans down to capture Garrett's lips with a harsh, demanding kiss.

His cock is already hard again, weighing heavy across Garrett's arm and aching with every tiny bit of friction. For the sake of their game he has enough presence of mind to take it and hold it against his own stomach, away from that promise of release. His other hand catches a nipple between his fingers, squeezing and tugging while his claws just barely avoid slicing flesh.

Those soft moans have Garrett's cock hard and aching against his stomach, already eager for more. He fingers Dodger open roughly, groaning in turn at the sudden pinching and pulling made so delicious by those sharp, wicked claws. A shudder runs down his spine as he loses concentration for a moment, drowning himself in Dodger's lips.

It almost sounds like he's saying something, slurred syllables that are almost cursing, but it's too blurred by the kiss and ragged moan to tell. Garrett slips a third finger into Dodger's tight hole alongside the first two, trying to encourage his lover to keep doing what he's doing- it feels so fucking good.

Dodger's fangs catch in Garrett's lip as they kiss, and he moans loud and eager into that kiss as Garrett's thick fingers spread him open. He tightens his grip on Garrett's nipple, twisting and abusing it, running his claws across the soft skin and finally piercing the pink nub between his finger and thumb.

"One of these days I'm gonna pierce these." He purrs. "So I have something to tug on... and bite."

Garrett's moans ratchet up as Dodger gets rougher, finally cresting in an agonized yip when pain pierces through him, bright and throbbing where Dodger's claws have violated the tender, delicate flesh. The man's claws aren't as wickedly slender and needle-sharp as the demon's were, so it hurts considerably more than it did from needles or that demon's claws- badly enough that he chokes a little as Dodger purrs out more delicious filth.

"Hurts," he whines, cock throbbing hotly, feet pushing against the bed as he squirms restlessly the only way he can. He feels trapped, pinned down by the claws cruelly sunk into him and making him bleed. If he moves even a centimeter it will tug on the claws and tear, so he lies there, upper body unnaturally still, heart racing from a heady mixture of pleasure, pain, excitement, and a tiny undercurrent of instinctual fear. "Oh my god. Dodger... Please."

"You love it, don't you?"

Dodger captures his lips again, harsh and sloppy, almost challenging him not to move. He doesn't know how long Garrett can keep still, though, so he releases his nipple and instead gropes his pec, to force the blood to pool faster.

"Get your cock inside of me." He growls softly, "I'm getting impatient."

Garrett opens up submissively for that rough kiss, sweetly letting Dodger ravage him while holding him down with quiet violence. A small sound hums in his throat when Dodger lets go of his nipple, and it's no surprise to see blood on his chest welling up the more Dodger touches him.

"Okay," he shivers, and pulls his hand free. After wiping it on the blanket, he holds his cock in place and gently steers Dodger down onto him in a slow, steady glide. Once his cock is in deep enough to stay, Garrett looks up at Dodger with eyes that are wide and dark and a little simple. Soft, like this rough treatment has smoothed the wit and sharpness out of him. Sweet, like he knows this is where he belongs.

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