Brady Davin

“You know, I have to admit, this fake claiming thing kind of loses it’s bite since I’m already living here,” Stolas teased, rolling over to start teasing his fingers through Brady’s hair- just because he could and he needed something to do with his hands

“Do you have anything in mind to… I don’t know… spice it up a little, love? Ooh maybe you could take me around campus on a leash! That sounds fun, don’t you think?”

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“Does it?” Brady asked, eyebrows furrowing as he shifted to look at his partner. “I wouldn’t want that. I wouldn’t ever want you to feel that anything about us, or what we have going, has gone stale.” Although he knew what Stolas meant, Brady couldn’t help the pang of fear shooting through him at the words. Swallowing, he did his best to calm himself, unwilling to allow Stolas to know that he’d felt anything other than fine. As soon as the other man’s fingers were in his hair Brady sighed, pulling his submissive closer to him, entwining their bodies. 

“Oh, very interested my love, it sounds like fun! I may not be the most competitive person, but I do enjoy puzzles and games,” Stolas agreed, looping his fingers with his partner’s

“Would you like to participate?”

“Adorable? Well I can’t say anyone has ever called me that before, but I appreciate it very much,” Stolas confessed, eyes practically sparkling

The affection, the adoration, the love… they were such new feelings, and he was enjoying them thoroughly, leaning into Brady’s touch, eyes closing peacefully, he couldn’t remember the last time he had felt content

“Perhaps you’re different,” Stolas suggested with a hum

“I’ve noticed it these past few nights, since we confessed our love for one another, there’s a change in you, as though you’ve opened up, like a Moonflower, keeping the softest parts of you hidden in daylight but… blooming beneath the rays of the moon, I quite like it, getting to know this side of you,”

Stolas knew very well that he was experiencing something sacred, that not just anyone was blessed with seeing this softness from his partner, and he treasured it every bit as much as he should

“I haven’t, I don’t keep up much with campus talk, an escape room sounds like a DELIGHT though, I’ve always been fond of things like that, and haunted houses, little adrenaline rushes, you know? Do you know anything about this trip you’ve mentioned?”

Brady gave Stolas a confused look. “You haven’t? That’s a shame. You haven’t been treated the way you desrve, Stolas.” The comment was a simple one, but it was Brady’s honest assessment. “I want to ask you something, my love. And  want you to answer honestly, but I know I don’t have to specify that with you.” Leaning forward Brady pressed a kiss to Stolas temple. 

Everything about what they were doing was new and fresh and foreign to Brady. Sure he’d been in one serious relationship before, but after everything that had happened, he couldn’t help but to look back at the experience and feel it was all fake, falsified, and nothing to remember fondly. Even in the good times. 

“Do you think so?” Brady asked, a sad smile crossing his lips. “Stolas...Have you seen what the Gossip has been saying?” He asked. It was a situation that had been plaguing his mind since he’d foolishly allowed himself to read the nonsense. He’d avoided it previously, knowing what reading it might do to his mind. But still he couldnt help but to read it, especially with how much he’d heard his own relationship had been mentioned. 

Stolas words made Brady genuinely smile, and he leaned into his submissive a little. “It’s interesting you’ve noticed that, I’ve felt the same way. I’m glad we said it. I’m glad we were honest with each other. I do love you, Stolas. I love you more than I can describe.” A pause, as Brady collected himself and his thoughts. “I want to come up with a name for you, Pet. Something special between us. Just for us. How would you feel about that?”

If he were honest, Brady had been thinking about a lot more than a name for Stolas. Their marks were growing, nearly complete now, matching on their backs and displaying a fact Brady had somehow innately known since the moment they’d met. He’d been thinking of putting in for a claim for them, of making things official. And it wasn’t that he was hesitant. But, more that there were things he wanted to talk through first. 

Stolas answered the call like an excited puppy, moving closer in an instant and resting his head on Brady’s shoulder

“I couldn’t agree more my love,” he agreed, his smile absolutely beaming over the simple act of a kiss

“And here I thought I was the affectionate one~”

Having Stolas in his arms felt more natural to Brady than anything ever had. Things since meeting the man had been a whirlwind but one he wouldn’t have traded for anything in the world. 

“Have I ever told you how adorable you are? I dont ever use that word, but it fits you so perfectly.” Brady gazed fondly down at his submissive, running his fingers lazily through Stolas’ hair. 

“Oh I’m sure you will, and my family is influential enough that we can probably get away with it, besides, as our lord and savior Taylor Swift said- no body no crime, believe me, sulfuric acid will not leave a body,”

It was a little… relieving, almost peacefully so, that Brady shared his rather extreme and macabre way of venting, Stolas knew that this kind of conversation could disturb some people, but his amazing, magnificent partner clearly wasn’t one of them

His lips ticked down further, Brady sounded so distant, it was incredibly concerning coming from someone who was usually so present…

He hugged Brady tighter, pressing a few more kisses to his lover’s face, his shoulder, wherever he could easily reach

“Brady, my love, everything is going to be ok, alright? You have my word, I will make everything ok,”

As difficult as it was for him to see his partner this way, as much as he wanted to just wave a wand and fix everything with magic- something he knew wasn’t possible, things didn’t work that way- he also knew he had to be patient and let Brady come to him at his own pace, that was something fatherhood had taught him, that as much as he wanted to jump into this problem head first, sometimes you just had to be patient

He was relieved, though, when Brady started to open up to him, even though that opening up brought with it plenty of pain

Listening to Brady’s explanation was close to agonizing, and it was clear that his partner was still tormented by his past, something Stolas could understand intimately well

“Oh sweetheart…. I am so sorry…” he breathed, setting his phone aside now that he knew Octavia was alright and carefully tugging Brady into his lap, his height finally becoming an advantage as it allowed him to envelope his partner a bit better in the affection he deserved

“That is absolutely disgusting, and I am so sorry anyone has hurt you that way, or any way, it’s utterly inexcusable,” he promised, hugging his Dom tighter, rubbing his back and kissing his head, the comforting presence he was so rarely able to let out making it’s self very well known for once

“Have you ever considered getting some form of revenge? I could assist you with that, I can have quite the mean streak you know,” he hummed, bordering on teasing, as he began playing with the ends of Brady’s hair

“I understand, you know… they say daddy issues create people pleasers and mommy issues create sociopaths..  it’s alright, I’m a sociopath too… if you want to talk about it- any of it-  you have my full attention, and.. if you would rather lay this down and revisit it when it doesn’t feel quite so raw…. we can do that too, and I can ease your mind some other way, it’s your choice, my love, and whatever you choose, you have my full support,”

In spite of the situation at hand Brady couldn’t help the smile that came across his face at Stolas words. “I know. Between the two of us, we could make it happen. Alone, you could, I see that. But, you aren’t alone, which makes things better in some regards. You’re quoting Taylor Swift?” He couldn’t stop himself from asking.

Brady could feel Stolas against him, and feel the kisses he was being given from his submissive. The entire situation had thrown him for a loop he hadn’t been expecting, and for someone who was normally so put together and prepared, it was an incredibly difficult thing to deal with. Though he struggled to keep his mind in the same place as his body, he felt his resolve weakening, doing his best to hold on to Stolas presence to keep himself grounded. 

“That’s my job, isn’t it?” He asked, not in a mean or harsh way, but in the calmest of ways, a genuine curiosity on his face despite the distance still present in his voice. “I trust you, I know you will. I hope you trust me to do the same. I just can’t get...” He shook his head. 

More than ever before, Brady wanted to confide in Stolas. To open himself completely, and release every bit of hurt and anguish he’d been carrying, masking so well, since all that had occurred between his mother and his ex. Still, he couldn’t bring himself to find the right words, part of him wouldn’t allow it. You’ve been hurt enough already the voice in his head rang. 

“It’s...” He began, hearing Stolas unnecessary apology. “It just is. It was. I should’ve seen it coming. I’ve never considered myself to be a blind man. My eyes are always open, to avoid situations like that. If I know what’s coming, I wont’ be surprised. But I let...” Brady lowered his eyes, voice clearly strained under the weight of his emotion. “I let my feelings get in the way. I couldn’t see things for what they really were.”

Looking back on that time in his life was one of the most painful things Brady had ever tried forcing himself to do. After what he’d learned of his partner and his mother, he hadn’t begun to bring himself to look at either of them as anything short of traitorous, something he couldn’t reconcile. After spending his entire life believing he’d be alone, that he’d find no one, to learn the first person to change that mindset was the source of nothing but  more pain? It drove Brady insane. 

Stolas: I want to know you too, my love, everything about you

Stolas: Please ask away <3

Stolas: My family is homophobic and base their “love” on a sliding scale of approval over accomplishments and I spent my entire adulthood in a loveless marriage that grew into an intense hatred from the mother of my child, I think I’d be surprised if I had ever believed I would be loved, but I’m immensely glad to be wrong, I am unbelievably lucky to have you my darling Brady, you are a gift sculpted from the hands of the gods, a shining ray of glittering moonlight in an otherwise bleak night sky, and I am so lucky you’ve chosen to shine upon me

Stolas: Be..cause… it’s weird? It’s weird enough in heterosexual relationships, as I’ve been informed, and then you add the gender manipulation on top of it, compounded by the fact that I have zero desire to be female, so it’s a little… I’m not really sure what it means, that I want something that’s so inherently feminine despite not actually wanting to make any changes to my gender at all, I wouldn’t even want to change my anatomy if given the chance, I think

Stolas: I haven’t had the opportunity, my only partners have been you, Stella, and Blitz; Stella is an obvious out, Blitz was a one-night-stand- we didn’t have a chance to try even more common kinks, much less the exotic ones, and with you… well we’ve been very busy but even we haven’t been able to do everything just yet ;)

Stolas: Gods. Yes. I fantasized about it the night before last, I dreamed about it, about belonging to you in the most primal way imaginable

Stolas: Thank you Sir, I.. thank you for being you, I know that probably sounds so bland but… believe me, there is truly much to be said for just… being yourself, being your incredible, amazing self, I love you so incredibly much my darling master

Brady: I want to let you. Which is even more odd for me, truly. I never imagined I’d open up like this, or want to. Are you scared, Stolas?

Brady: Do you believe we’re soulmates?

Brady: I can see where that might have hindered things. But I...I want you to know that you won’t ever have to worry about that with me. I will love you unconditionally, Stolas. I may not be much. I may not be as affectionate as some might like. I’m not perfect. But I can promise that once you have me, you have me , and you have me. Unconditionally and eternally. 

Brady: So? Everyone is weird. Everything is weird. There isn’t a legitimate definition of the word normal. It’s all relative, completely. And if meeting societal norms means stifling a part of yourself, it isn’t worth it. If that’s something you want to explore- to talk more about, to think about and analyze- I’ll support you. If you’d just like to explore it, to see how things feel, and to try different things, I’ll support that too. 

Brady: I’m glad I’ll get to have a first. Hopefully one of many. Let’s explore it, then. I want to. I want to explore everything with you. Everything you’ve thought of, that you were worried was too weird or would get you judged. I want it all. Let’s do it. 

Brady: Tell me. Tell me what you fantasized. Tell me how hard it made you, and how hard you came thinking about it. 

Pet Play. Masturbation, mutual and forced. Begging. Nothing is too private. Maybe a bit of a daddy kink, but I've yet to explore it enough.

Both are marvelous on different occasions and at different times.

Maybe. I'll try anything once, with one person. So, if that's what he wanted, I'd be into it.

“I’m furious,” Stolas answered simply, his jaw clenched tight, rage pumping through his veins like a drug

It was bad enough that his own flesh and blood used his daughter like a game peice, but total strangers? Stolas couldn’t stand for that, he had plenty of power left to his name, even with his family’s strained relationship to him, and he was going to use every ounce to take these people down

“I am going to find these people, chain them down, and flay their flesh from their bones with a butter knife and feed it to a goddamn alligator before disposing the bones in sulfuric acid,” he said firmly, leaning over Brady to grab his own phone and quickly texting Stella, relieved beyond beleif for once for the time difference between America and London

[Stolas]: TEXT BACK IMMEDIATELY. URGENT.

[Stolas]: Check on Octavia, check on her NOW

[Stolas]: PLEASE Stella

Hands trembling, he took a few deep breaths, glancing at his partner and wrapping his arms tightly around him

“Are you alright? You seem shaken,”

One hand still on his phone, he carefully wrapped the other around Brady’s shaking hands, rubbing his cheek affectionately against his partner’s shoulder

“You don’t have to tell me what your’s is about, I understand if that’s too… much…. right now, but if you want to, I’d like to hear it, I swear that whatever it is, it won’t change my love for you,”

[Stella]: She’s fine, she’s having breakfast, what’s going on???

Stolas immediately exhaled in releif upon reading the message, a bit of the tension in his bones draining away, he wasn’t sure if he had really expected that someone actually had their hands on his daughter, but he had certainly feared it, and with the history of kidnappings in his family, he wouldn’t have been surprised…

[Stolas]: Tell you later; call for increased security ASAP

“Via is fine, seems that right now research is all they’re doing, thank the Goddess…”

Brady listened as Stolas raged, nodding as he wrapped his arms around himself. While listening to his partner was grounding in a way, he needed something to help himself feel like he wasn’t going to float away. While processing what was being said, he worked to process the entire thing as rapidly as possible. 

“I’ll help you with that.” He said simply, breathing heavily while he tried to bring himself back from the brink. Of what he did not know- as someone who overall maintained a calm, collected demeanor, feeling so out of control was not something he was used to. 

“Are you inquiring about your daughter? You should. I don’t need to tell you that, I know. You’re a wonderful father...” His voice sounded distant, even to him, and he could feel his heart beating into his throat. Brady felt Stolas wrapping himself around him, he felt his submissive’s presence engulfing him, and he tried his best to hold on to that as a reason to force himself back to Earth. 

He’d known it was coming- it was only a matter of time before Stolas brought up the photographs that had bee behind his name. Although his submissive did so in a way that was as gentle as possible, Brady couldn’t help but to feel the lump in his throat as he tried to fight back the impending anxiety. 

“It’s nothing. I’m fine. It’s...I’m...” Brady took in a shaking breath, forcing himself to calm as much as possible. “The photos were of my ex. My one and only ex. The man I lost my virginity to. Whom I thought I would claim. The man who, as it turns out, was only using me to get to my family’s money. Which I found out when he saw an opportunity after my father passed away. An opportunity to move in on my mother. To get his hands on our fortune more directly. Which she went for. After our 5 year relationship. She went for it.” His voice was as even as he could make it, though the heartbreak and pure disgust were still evident. 

“Please let me know if Octavia is safe. I’m worried about you, and for you.” Brady did his best to get the spotlight off of himself, hoping to keep better control of himself though his emotions and thoughts were still bubbling just under the surface. He’d never talked about the hurt he’d experienced, or how much what had happened fucked him up, but he knew if pressed even a little, tonight might be the night. 

“Mm…? What’s the matter love?” Stolas mumbled, rubbing his eyes tiredly as he forced himself to sit up, draping himself over Brady’s shoulders

He could feel that something was off, even being barely awake, and although the phone’s light was a little hard on his eyes…

“How’d’you have… a photo of Blitzy..?” he mumbled, more to himself than to Brady, squinting at the screen, but the photos following were quite the wake up call

“How do you have a photo of Octavia? Where did these come from?”

Instantly, like a finger snap, the sleepiness was gone from his voice, he was completely alert and grabbing for the phone himself, annoyed that the photos faded into some other some-odd person who he didn’t know or care about

“What the fuck is going on? Why is there a photo of my daughter mixed in with whatever this is?”

It wasn’t accusatory, he knew Brady had nothing to do with it, but the anger and protectiveness pumping through his veins easily took over his state of mind, only pausing, breifly, when a photo of Brady with another man came up, a confused and frustrated pout taking over Stolas’s expression for a moment

“What is all of this..?”

Brady’s mind raced as he tried to make sense of the situation. What had happened on campus just a few weeks prior flashed across his mind and he began to put the puzzle pieces together. 

The words that had flashed across the screen had said they’d been warned. Obviously whoever was making this threats felt that they hadn’t been heard. So, logically they were retaliating, pushing their cause and message even further. 

Turning to see Stolas expression almost broke Brady’s heart, but sadness couldn’t push past the anger and confusion building in his chest. It had hurt seeing Stolas pictured with another man, but to see his daughter plastered below it like another pawn in whatever twisted game these people were playing negated all of that. Then, the pictures of himself and his ex had been displayed along with pictures of his ex and his own mother to follow, and Brady had begun to feel immediately sick at his stomach. 

“The best I can guess is that it’s...Whoever pulled that shit at the haunted house. It’s the same people. They’re pissed, no one listened. So now they’re coming for all of us. They’re...Exposing us. Our secrets. They want us to know they know us. They have our information. They’ve done their research.” Brady’s mouth was moving faster than he could really process. 

Stolas: I do nothing but speak the truth my love, though I realize the truth isn’t always easy to hear

Stolas: There isn’t a “right” or “wrong” response, you could quite honestly say “fuck you” and I’d still know what you mean ;) But really.. actions speak louder than words, darling, and your actions are as sweet and pure as a honeycomb

Stolas: I.. know how you feel, I’ve spent my entire life not believing I would ever have anyone who was in love with me, it’s a little strange being in a position now where I’m with someone who is, I do find it rather unbelievable that you aren’t already taken by a fantastic lover, but I take that as my gain and their loss, my point is… we can feel our way through this new glorious thing together, wouldn’t you say?

Stolas: ..Ahh… alot? It’s.. quite a turn on… but I didn’t want to say anything in the beginning because I know how unusual it is, I didn’t want to turn you off before we’d even begun, I’m sorry Sir

Stolas: I’ve done nothing but read about it I’m afraid, never had the opportunity, I’ve only read about it in erotic novels

Stolas: It’s… an impregnation kink, I fantasize about being fucked so hard you get me pregnant, that you make me your’s in the most primal way possible

Stolas: Obviously I logically know that that isn’t possible, but roleplaying it sounds… erotic

Stolas: I realize as I say it that perhaps this should have been one of the first indicators that I was gay……

Stolas: Thank you my darling, this is the first time I’ve ever said any of this.. out loud or otherwise, you’re the first person I’ve ever told, so it’s a little bit frightening

Brady: I want to know you. More of you. 

Brady: Stolas, I want to ask you something. 

Brady: Why would you ever believe that, Stolas? I am taken by a fantastic lover. We can. I don’t like not knowing, and this is an unknown. But I trust you, which is hard to come by. And I am in love with you. I won’t deny the feeling. What I know to be true. 

Brady: Interesting. Why did you think it would turn me off?

Brady: Why haven’t you tried it? Do you masturbate to the thought of it? Stroke your hard, throbbing cock, desperately, at the thought of being bred? Of taking my cum so fucking well, you wind up carrying my child?

Brady: Good boy for telling me what you want, Stolas. Pet. 

Brady: Perhaps it should have been. 

Stolas: I know so, I’ve never met a more gorgeous person Sir

Stolas: ?? Floored about what exactly? ..That I love you, my love?

Stolas: …Alright… so long as you promise you won’t think differently of me…

Stolas: I.. have a bit of a breeding kink

Stolas: Gayly so

Stolas: I don’t know if the way I’m phrasing it makes sense

Brady: You flatter me, Stolas. In ways I’m not accustomed to. I’m not positive what the appopriate response is, here, but thank you. I do...I think you are gorgeous too. 

Brady: Yes. About that.

Brady: I won’t, Stolas. I just want to know. I want you to be honest with me. You’ve already admitted you’re in love with me, and I you, which begs for transparency. Especially when it comes to matters like these. 

Brady: A bit? How much is a bit?

Brady: Elaborate, Pet. What exactly is the kink? What is it that you fantasize? What have you done with it so far? What do you want to try?

Brady: Good Pet. I like it when you say that. I don't see it personally but, I appreciate that you think so.

Brady: I'm still floored.