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Date: 2021-05-31 02:21 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (= pitying smile)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
[Garrett tried to nod, but of course he couldn't. Not with Steve holding him that tight. Instead he swallowed around a hard lump in his throat, licked his suddenly bone-dry lips, and murmured an answer.]

Yes. I can do that.

[He licked his lips again.]

I, ah... There's a spell I know, to summon- well, I haven't actually had to open a bottle of lube in years. Should I...?

[Best not to assume what Steve wants or will allow.]

Date: 2021-05-31 02:42 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (= turn and look)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
[Garrett stepped back, catching his balance with a gasp when Steve abruptly let him go. It had been a while since he'd gone from zero to turned on so abruptly, and it made his head spin a little. With a glance around him that had him feeling distinctly caught off-guard, Garrett started to peel his shirt over his head, dropping it unceremoniously on the floor. The weight of Steve's gaze hung heavy over him, those ice blue eyes burning into him so hot he dragged it out a little, shimmying his jeans slowly down his thighs before stepping out of them. Revealing his body slowly, a little at a time, before Steve's hungry stare.

When it was over, he felt... exposed. Almost awkward at the command he had to follow. (Had to, as if there truly was no choice.) After an awkward glance around Garrett approached the nearby table and bent over it, settling on his elbows with his ass in the air. There was a long moment where he lingered over his next step, and the phrase get wet that made him shiver. It was the kind of thing you'd say about a woman, and having that wording used on him always sent a little thrill down his spine. Not to mention the pure vulnerability of spreading his legs so wide, baring himself to Steve's gaze.]


Okay, don't... laugh.

[Not that he thought Steve would, but Garrett didn't actually know what it would look like to the other man. He'd used this spell on other people before, but always with eyes used to seeing magic. How would this look to someone uninitiated, that little swirl of green light from his hand? Despite his experience with this spell, he suddenly couldn't remember if it came paired with lights elsewhere, or if he would simply be wet suddenly.]

Date: 2021-05-31 03:24 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (= wat now)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
[Garrett couldn't see Steve's face, but he could hear the evil in his voice. It dragged a finger down his spine with a hot shiver as he lowered himself down to the table, hands splayed flat and cheek touching the cool wood. Spread and ready for Steve to use.]

I can do stamina and healing, too.

[A fact people had abused in the past, knowing he could heal himself in real time.]

Date: 2021-05-31 03:36 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (+ star gazer)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
[No. Yes. Probably. It didn't really matter, because Garrett decided to be a shit and prove himself right. His hand light up with a blue-white glow that swirled tinkling lights up his arm and to his neck, healing the deep bruises forming there.]

No.

[With a little smirk that he knew he'd regret.]

Date: 2021-05-31 04:43 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (- intense growl)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
[On instinct, Garrett tried to fight, but Steve's reflexes were simply faster than his, and his strength greater, meaning the man was able to toss Garrett to the ground like a ragdoll and pin him down like it was nothing. Well, maybe not nothing, Garrett was still monstrously strong and able to put up a decent fight, but his struggling was for naught. His heart pounded in his throat with the knowledge that this man was stronger, faster, and definitely fueled by the same Hell-induced madness that drove good men to acts of violence.

Shit.]


Now you know you can hurt me without worrying.

[Possibly not the smartest response.]

Anything you want.

Date: 2021-06-01 01:16 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (s; gasp)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
[Garrett hisses, squirming a little in Steve's tight hold.]

I just fucking gave you proof. I literally healed an injury as proof. You-

[Fuck, Steve's hand is moving up his body, closer and closer to-]

-You can do anything you want and you don't have to worry. If you want me to heal something, I'll do it.

[oh god he can't focus on anything but Steve's touch, the heavy weight of him, the ringing in his head from taking a blow. Fear still pounds in his chest but mingled with the fires of lust.]

I promise. You can hurt me, if you want.

[And despite the danger, he kind of wants it.]

Date: 2021-06-01 01:32 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (= dark)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
I won't. [He jerks at the tickling touch and pulls uselessly against Steve's grip with a stifled little noise.] That one was just because you didn't believe me.

[A deep, slow breath. Fuck, he can't wait for Steve to- do whatever he's going to do. Being helpless under this man and utterly at his mercy has Garrett's pulse racing, and the thought of Steve leaving marks or hurting him is too fucking tempting to resist.]

I'll be good.

Date: 2021-06-02 12:58 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (s; kissyface)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
[Another soft sound slips out of him, a quiet, deep thing from the trail of Steve's fingers over his achingly sensitive skin.]

Yes. I'll ask first if I want anything, I promise.

Date: 2021-06-08 01:17 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (s; flex far)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
[Garrett didn't have time to answer that absolute filth before Steve asserted his claim over Garrett's body. He bit his lip and made a soft, ragged sound under his breath when Steve finally stopped teasing. He hadn't done anything at all yet today, so he was reasonably tight and felt the penetration keenly. If responsiveness was what Steve wanted, he'd be pleased- Garrett sighed in what might have actually been relief at having something inside him. Despite all his size, his bulk, and his strength, the man loved nothing better in the world than being filled.]

Yeah. [If his voice sounded much shakier than a single finger warranted, it was from Steve's words, still sizzling inside him.] Just- just for you to use.

[Oh fuck, he was already aching.]

Date: 2021-06-16 02:38 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (s; gasp)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
I do. [Quietly but in a strained, whining tone.] Maker's breath, I want you to fuck me.

[All that intensity, all that rage, all that strength- he had to know what it felt like. He had to know how it felt to have those strong arms pinning him down with that cock moving inside him.]

Make me yours.

Date: 2021-06-21 12:47 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (s; eyes closed)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
Please. [Immediately, without a thought.] Please fuck me.

[He hadn't been this turned on and desperate for it in a long time. Somehow, suspecting what insane influence Steve was under and knowing the danger he was in just made this more thrilling and got his cock that much harder. He figured if he gave Steve what he wanted and begged, the man would stop teasing him and would get into proper foreplay.

Hopefully. People under this influence weren't always the most rational or patient. But oh, he ached for it, and submitting felt so good, and giving in was so easy.]

Date: 2021-06-21 01:39 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (s; bloody bara)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
[Steve was rushing, going too quickly and Garrett knew it, but he couldn't bring himself to care. So what if it was too quick? He could just heal. If Steve let him. Garrett was banking on that, but he was also too turned-on to care.]

Oh, god.

[Deep breaths. It already stung just a tiny bit, but he knew he could take it. He'd take much bigger (though not many that were human), and it would be fine. All he cared about was how hard he was, and how good Steve felt holding him down like this.]

Date: 2021-06-21 02:03 am (UTC)
defaulthawke: (+ my TED talk)
From: [personal profile] defaulthawke
[Garrett was starting to struggle to breathe a little. Steve was shockingly strong and had him crushed into the ground with ease, making it hard for him to expand his lungs fully. He had to confine himself to shallow, labored breaths, well aware that it was only making him weaker. Any chance he ever had of fighting back was rapidly bleeding away into nothing, leaving him utterly helpless in Steve's hands.

But still, he managed to wheeze out a little chuckle.]


Shut up. [It was utterly without intent behind it, just ribbing him lightly for the incredibly cheese "god" line.] Just give me some cock.

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