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I never think much about those left behind after I kill. It's too easy for me to just move on without a second thought. There's only a few I still think about.
[There's a certain sense of giving up control here that Dex both wants and yet pushes against, unused to it as he is. But he knows that Matt can give it to him in a way no one else can. There's a low hiss through his teeth as Matt pulls his neck away and his fingers dig into his hips. He rolls them upwards a little, pausing for a long moment before answering.]
Fuck me hard.
Fuck me hard.
You don't try to think about them. You don't consider the idea that when you kill someone, that ripples beyond just that single person. It's frustrating how dismissive you are of the damage you do.
[Matt is typically more at home with an easy surrender himself in moments like these but right now, he wants to take that from Dex instead. He smirks at the answer and the way that he hears the utter need in the other man's voice. He presses his hands to his hips again to guide him onto his hands and knees. Foreplay is out the window and he thinks they both know that.]
Should make you beg for it.
Should make you beg for it.
Try? There's no point in me trying, not when I can't miraculously make myself feel guilt about what I've done. I've given up trying to force myself to see something I'm physically incapable of.
I will not.
[He hisses, shaking his head in a stubborn manner as he gets on his hands and knees. But he will if that's what Matt really wants because he's not here to feel good about himself. He wants Matt to hate him, to really feel that.]
[He hisses, shaking his head in a stubborn manner as he gets on his hands and knees. But he will if that's what Matt really wants because he's not here to feel good about himself. He wants Matt to hate him, to really feel that.]
For someone who is getting so invested in my fucking life, it's a little difficult for me to reckon with the idea that you have no interest in assessing the damage you've caused.
[The righteous indignation from Dex just makes him smirk as he leans forward to say it clearly in Dex's ear.]
Yeah, you will. Just wait.
[To punctuate the statement all the more, he digs his fingers into Dex's hips, hard enough to leave crescent moons of his nails. Then he presses his hand to the small of Dex's back to force his body forward and down. He's not a complete asshole so he does go for the nightstand to grab lube. But knowing now what Dex wants, everything is going to be a slow tease. He's not interested in giving in. Not yet.]
Yeah, you will. Just wait.
[To punctuate the statement all the more, he digs his fingers into Dex's hips, hard enough to leave crescent moons of his nails. Then he presses his hand to the small of Dex's back to force his body forward and down. He's not a complete asshole so he does go for the nightstand to grab lube. But knowing now what Dex wants, everything is going to be a slow tease. He's not interested in giving in. Not yet.]
What do you want me to do then? Try to make amends? Balance out the scale? We both know there's nothing that makes up for taking a life. Not even saving another.
[There's a sound that's a combination of a moan and groan as he feels Matt's fingers dig into his hips.]
Enngh--
[He resists, still stubborn, as Matt forces his body downwards. He glances when he feels his step away for a moment and head to get something. It makes Dex feel twitchy, this anticipation without the actual sense of being fulfilled, a need that hasn't yet been met.]
Any day now.
[He says testily before realizing that's probably the wrong thing to say, that it will only make Matt draw things out between them longer.]
Enngh--
[He resists, still stubborn, as Matt forces his body downwards. He glances when he feels his step away for a moment and head to get something. It makes Dex feel twitchy, this anticipation without the actual sense of being fulfilled, a need that hasn't yet been met.]
Any day now.
[He says testily before realizing that's probably the wrong thing to say, that it will only make Matt draw things out between them longer.]
So because it's hard, because it's a difficult thing to try to make amends for, it's not worth doing to you.
I didn't say that. I'm saying what's the point of trying when balancing out what I did is an exercise in futility.
Did it ever occur to you that sometimes things are worth doing even if you don't get a reward in the end?
[There could not have been a worse thing for Dex to say. Not that he needs the verbal confirmation about just how much he's getting to the other man; he can feel it in tightening muscles and the way that his heartbeat increases and breath catches when Matt does just the right things.
That was foolish and Matt lets him know with only the slowest teasing of his fingers that will do little to fulfill that needy ache that Dex seems to be desperate to fill. Digits push in and out but it's at a glacial pace and even if Dex can't see him, he can probably hear the smile in Matt's voice.]
Anything you'd like to say?
That was foolish and Matt lets him know with only the slowest teasing of his fingers that will do little to fulfill that needy ache that Dex seems to be desperate to fill. Digits push in and out but it's at a glacial pace and even if Dex can't see him, he can probably hear the smile in Matt's voice.]
Anything you'd like to say?
[His breathing becomes more erratic and torn up, ragged as his body yearns for what he knows only Matt can give. The fingers of his hands tighten up as his fingernails dig into the materials beneath them.]
......
[Dex remains stubbornly silent, fuming over how Matt is teasing this out, yet knowing that this is exactly what he came here for. If this wasn't what he wanted, he would have never asked Matt if he could have come over to begin with.]
......
[Dex remains stubbornly silent, fuming over how Matt is teasing this out, yet knowing that this is exactly what he came here for. If this wasn't what he wanted, he would have never asked Matt if he could have come over to begin with.]
Not everything in the fucking world is transactional.
[Dex's stubbornness is predictable, of course. He knows exactly what kind of man he's dealing with here and that means that he just has to make it more difficult for him. Teasing fingers continue while Matt's other hand snakes around Dex's hip to tease his cock with a deft, soft touch. Not enough to get him anywhere close to where he wants to be; all the more teasing, just to push him to the edge of desperation.]
How about now?
How about now?
[Matt knows exactly what he's doing to Dex and it's driving him crazy. He bites down on his lower lip as he feels Matt teasing his cock without actually giving him what he wants. His whole body is tense with the sensation of being pushed closer and closer to the edge without any actual relief.]
......Please.
[He finally gasps out, hating himself for giving in and pleading while also knowing at the same time he can't stand much more of the slow torture that Matt is putting him through.]
......Please.
[He finally gasps out, hating himself for giving in and pleading while also knowing at the same time he can't stand much more of the slow torture that Matt is putting him through.]
Then figure it the fuck out, Dex, and actually try.
There you go, Dex.
[He's smug when he says it, because he feels that he has earned the right to be. And for about five seconds, he doesn't change his touch or pace just to give Dex one more taste of what it's like to be teased before he lets go, pulls back enough to press his hands tightly on Dex's hips hard enough to leave crescent nail marks on his skin before pushing roughly inside. Just how he knows Dex wants it. The pace changes in a heartbeat. Slow teasing is discarded for hard and fast, the slapping of skin on skin and a pounding roughness.]
[He's smug when he says it, because he feels that he has earned the right to be. And for about five seconds, he doesn't change his touch or pace just to give Dex one more taste of what it's like to be teased before he lets go, pulls back enough to press his hands tightly on Dex's hips hard enough to leave crescent nail marks on his skin before pushing roughly inside. Just how he knows Dex wants it. The pace changes in a heartbeat. Slow teasing is discarded for hard and fast, the slapping of skin on skin and a pounding roughness.]
[For a moment, Dex is pissed Matt made him beg and yet still doesn't seem to be feeling charitable enough to get him off. Then he finally feels Matt enter inside of him. His breath grows short and ragged almost immediately as the sensation of Matt fucking him grows hard and rough.]
Took you....fucking long enough....
[He growls out in-between his panting, turning his head just a little so he can see Matt more clearly.]
Took you....fucking long enough....
[He growls out in-between his panting, turning his head just a little so he can see Matt more clearly.]
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