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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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I live here now. It's my world too. And I'm going to do the best I can for it.

If you actually give a shit about fixing this, I'm going to need an explanation. I need to know why you want to kill her so badly.

it's my job.
she's a bitch.
she leaks data from companies augustine owns.
she's a fake mutant.
she's a rich girl posing as poor.
she's good target practice.
pick one of those and stay out of my way next time I see her.

Dodger, we're both rich boys that pose as poor.

you should care more about mutant rights and sticking it to assholes than protecting Augustine's money. isn't that what you're supposed to be about? they do good work, they're like a non-murderous version of what you like to do when you murder anti-mutant assholes.

i dont pose anything. i know what i am, so do you.

just shut the fuck up, this isn't your fight. come home and keep your nose to yourself.

It IS my fight. I'm part of it. This is my world now and I'm basically a mutant here, so it's going to be my fight until I fucking die. Do you think I got the title "Champion of Kirkwall" by sitting on my ass and letting other people fight battles for me?

this isnt a fantasy land and you're not a knight in shining armor anymore. you're a slut with a rich owner who isnt keeping you on a tight enough leash.

dana tempest deserves to die. end of story. if i have to kill you to get to her next time i will.

wow. you really think I can't survive on my own, don't you? i've started from nothing before and I can do it again. nothing is worth being treated like a piece of shit on the bottom of your shoe that you can scrape off when you're fucking done with it. go fuck yourself.

don't ever forget that in a real fight, I always beat you. you know what I'm capable of. don't make me decide that blood magic is necessary.

i go easy on you. you want a REAL fight? i can give you one.

or you can enjoy trying to make it on your own. you've got no idea how many strings i pull behind the scenes for you.

funny, it almost sounds like you gave a shit about me once upon a time. too bad you can't be bothered to treat me like an actual person or have that thing known as respect.

Also, just so we remember- I had to let YOUR boss stick his fucking fingers inside me, and you won't even stop trying to kill mine?! what the fuck

[Click.

His boss. Garrett's boss. Dana is Garrett's boss.

There's a long pause before he texts again.]

you know what
nevermind.
rot in hell.

love you too, jay-jay.

[He turns his phone off after that and goes to Dana and Coyote for help with getting a new bank account and a place to stay. Within ten minutes his money has all been moved, and before the day is out he goes to the only place in town he can find that sells leaded paint.]

[Despite his anger, Dodger doesn't leave it alone. Of course he doesn't. He trashes Garrett's apartment - he'd already done some of it while they were texting - but he sticks around after. He knows exactly what Garrett's next move will be, because it's always happened when they fight. And he'll be there to intercept.

He watches Garrett moving his things to a new place, one that Dodger has no control over. He follows to watch through the walls from the empty apartment across from Garrett's - his vision isn't great, but he can see the outline of the man coming inside and setting down paint cans. And he can wait for an opening to swap the paints out for an unleaded copy.]

Edited 2022-03-29 21:54 (UTC)

[The place isn't great - certainly smaller than what Dodger can afford - but it's cheap, furnished, and allows dogs with no weight limit, so it's his only option. Garrett doesn't think to ask permission to paint, but does choose a safe white on the advice of the man at the store, who says landlords are less likely to notice it.

It doesn't take long for anxiety to get him. This feels so familiar and yet so much worse than anything else- he's alone, truly alone this time, single for the first time in years. He's started over with nothing before, he's lived in worse and humbler places before, but that was with family, at least- who are almost all dead now. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Dead, like Dodger probably will be when he drinks and cuts himself to-

-No. He can't think like that. Garrett barely gets any paint on the wall before he sits on his new (old and shitty) couch and seeks to fill one of the few addictions he has left. Within five minutes of downloading the app, he has a profile with some nudes. Within fifteen minutes, he has a stranger in his DM's seeking a hook-up only a few blocks away. With that, he's gone.]

[He expected Garrett to get farther than that before giving up. It almost makes him wonder what exactly the man is doing, or thinking... but he can't tell from here. Getting closer would be a bad move, too tempting to blow his cover and try to win Garrett back. He needs to bide his time.

Instead he sneaks in once Garrett is gone, cautiously scritching Blue's ears when he appears. Doubtless the dogs know something is up, but he'll be quick about it. He switches the paints, and teleports out to see if he can still follow Garrett.]

[Garrett is gone for less than an hour. He shows up at this stranger's house with some condoms, they fuck, he thanks the stranger, pets the cat, and leaves. It's weirdly businesslike- a cheap, free, easy fuck that has him walking a little lighter, the tension gone from his body. There's even a liquor store on the way back, so he shows up with a fresh bottle of whiskey to resume his paint job. The man Garrett hooked up with was a smoker, and the smell clings to his hair too much for him to notice the tang of smoke and gasoline in the air when he returns to his apartment.]

[He's almost impressed by how quick that was. And of course he doesn't leave well enough alone. He can spy on Garrett from his vantage point, and he has his own stash of alcohol. They can both stew in their misery alone, together.

He downs half a bottle of whiskey and flexes his hand, digging his fingernails into his palm until blood beads around them.]

[Garrett gets the whole apartment painted that day- it isn't a big apartment, and he doesn't do a great job - no taping or cutting in, just going for it. One coat. It doesn't need to look perfect, it just needs to have lead. The ceiling can come tomorrow. For now, all he needs to worry about is getting himself and the dogs fed, and going to sleep.

Of course, he can't get to sleep easily- not tonight. No, he relies on his sleeping pills to help him. It's the only way he has even a hope of sleep.]

[Dodger has other things to do, but he ignores them. It's a mental health day. He sits and watches while Garrett paints, all the while drinking and scratching his skin until he bleeds. When Garrett and the dogs finally go to sleep, he's still drinking well into the night.

There's a flash of heat as he teleports into the room, still drinking straight from yet another bottle of whiskey. His fifth, sixth? He's wobbling, it probably isn't safe for him to teleport but he doesn't give a shit. About any of it.

He sets the bottle on the nightstand, and climbs on the bed to straddle the sleeping man. At first just to watch him, to carefully run fingers along his face and through his hair. He tells himself it's only to see if he's asleep, and he tells himself he doesn't have a plan. But he has the urge, that crops up each time he's drunk and pissed and has access to Garrett's drugged body.

He leans down, pressing a drunk kiss to Garrett's forehead.]

[Garrett is sunk deep into a dreamless sleep, but he feels... pressure. His dream turns to suggestions of sex, of love, of lifting weights, of Ox squishing him with all that bulk. All he can do is stir slightly, making the softest faint hum in the back of his throat. Something feels nice, probably, but he doesn't know what.]

[By now Dodger has plenty of experience with Garrett's medication. It's been nice - they both have nightmares that sometimes follow into the morning, and Garrett stays still enough not to startle Dodger when he's first waking up. It's part of what made him finally feel safe enough to sleep next to him.

And right now, it's why he knows he won't get caught doing this.

Dodger slides a hand down to Garrett's wrist, sliding his fingers over the skin until he feels the bracelet and flips on the breathing charm. Just to be safe. His lips travel down to capture Garrett's, soft and chaste kisses that reek of whiskey and smoke. Just this bit of forbidden contact has his cock slowly stirring, more so when he starts to carefully shift his hips against the older man's and feel their cocks sliding together.]

Edited 2022-03-30 01:39 (UTC)

[The peace of Garrett's sleep turns to warmth, to softness, like the faintest distant memory of something sweet. He shifts a little, his body fighting the heavy drugs in his veins as it tries unsuccessfully to react, but barely a motion comes out. Then the soft warmth turns hotter as Garrett grows restless, seeking, needing- a stirring inside that has his cock growing hard in his boxers. A breath catches in his throat, his lips parting around it as a soft sleepy sound ekes out.]

[A breath escapes him as he feels Garrett's cock stirring, pressing back against him just right. His fingers move through his lover's hair, gripping it softly while he steals one more kiss.

He shifts forward, and one of his hands reaches to shove his sweatpants down so he can grip his cock. By now it's rock hard, pulsing eagerly in his hand. His other thumb presses into Garrett's lips, prying them apart to give him room for when he presses in between them.]

[There's more feelings, more sensations distantly reaching Garrett in his darkened slumber. Weight is holding him down, something stronger than the pull of sleep or drugs that has him chained in place, but he can't even try to move against it.

Then something strange happens. Garrett feels a pull, some force that nearly hurts- then a sense of... weight. Fullness. Something thick and warm sliding inside him, so slow and gentle that he melts around it with a faint, contended hum as his subconscious responds to a familiar feeling that warms his body even more. In fact, stripped of all his defenses, there's no way for him to hide how much he likes it, or stop the slight pink from coloring his cheeks.]

[Garrett's body seems to naturally mold around Dodger's cock. As if he's constantly waiting to be stuffed again. Dodger lets out another soft sigh, and his cock drips lightly as he slides into Garrett's mouth. It's slow and steady, pressing in a little further with each roll of his hips. One of his hands grips the headboard, the other stays on Garrett's face to steady him.

Fuck, he feels fantastic. At first Dodger stays in his mouth, letting it warm his cock, but of course he can't keep it at that. He pushes deeper, pressing until he feels the tight entrance to Garrett's throat.]

[This is something he's always enjoyed. It's always come easy to him, and he's done it nearly every day for years, so even in sleep Garrett's body recognizes the feeling of sex. It's warm and tight and full, velvet heat sliding through him in ways that have his limp body feeling warm and wanting.

Then something changes again. This sleep is restless tonight, with how often things keep changing- this time, there's a tight, shocking discomfort that makes him choke as his darkness floods with strangely slurred urgency that has him once again searching - not for pleasure but for air. His body stirs, back arching very slightly; he wants to wake up, but all he can manage is his throat weakly fluttering around the thick cock violating him, body twitching in a blurry imitation of coughing. Garrett gags and chokes on Dodger's cock, his eyes streaming with tears, but it's all faint and quietly helpless, too weak to be anything but a suggestion.]

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