"Good morning." There was more than a little smugness in Nines' gentle voice as he lounged on the bed beside Gavin's naked body. Gavin barely managed a whine as his brow pinched. He felt spent. His body was achy and his ass was sore where he was lying on the mattress. He used what energy he had to roll onto his side and straight into Nines' waiting chest. Nines was already fully dressed, or perhaps he'd never undressed after the night before. "How are you feeling?" he asked as he ran one hand along his curved waist.
"Like a phcking train wreck..." Gavin groaned as he nestled his forehead against the soft wool of Nines' turtleneck. It was so soft. It felt like some sort of cashmere. "What the phck happened last night?" He remembered everything right up until that torture rack he'd been strapped into. A pained groan slipped out as he recalled the trapped, vulnerable feeling of being on his knees, spread open and getting fucked by a machine while Nines watched. He remembered with clarity the heat in Nines' silvery eyes as he'd stared down with composed indifference. The way he'd carelessly swilled his tumbler of thirium as the machine had ploughed into him again and again, always at the same merciless pace. Nines had sat there on the patio chair like it was a throne, and he'd been bound, bowed, and naked at his feet.
"It seems you remember perfectly well," Nines teased as he noted the increase in his vitals and the way his cock twitched. He let out a small chuckle as Gavin's fist struck his shoulder in reproach. "You fainted after the second round, so I cleaned you up and brought you to bed." He wasn't wearing his collar, so he assumed that Nines had cleaned both him and all the toys before heading to bed. He hadn't stirred once the whole time. He'd slept soundly straight through until morning. The only downside was how badly he ached from the experience.
"Everything hurts..." Gavin gruffed as he rolled onto his front and sighed into the pillow. His knee joints ached from the kneeling, his thighs and biceps ached from pulling at the restraints, his neck ached from being restrained, and his ass was sore from the spanking. He groaned as Nines moved to straddle his sore thighs, though he didn't put any weight into it. The sound of a plastic lid twisting drew his eye, and he looked over his shoulder to find Nines dipping his fingers in a small tub. He gasped as he dabbed the cool cream on his reddened skin and moved to rub it in. "Phck, that's good..." Nines' large hands slowly stroked and teased the plush flesh, moulding the rounded muscles and massaging the sensitive skin.
"I believe the benefits were worth the price," Nines decided as he put more cream on his hands and leaned higher so that he could massage his tense shoulders. The muscles were severely knotted from the recent stress of their latest case. Gavin moaned loudly into the pillows as Nines' fingers pressed and circled the flesh around his neck and moved down to his shoulder blades.
"You mean you getting your hands on my ass?" Gavin retorted with a smirk, which Nines knew he was wearing despite his face being pressed into the pillow. He could hear it in his tone. He huffed fondly as his hands moved lower to work the muscles of his spine. Gavin arched his spine and raised his head with another moan of approval. It felt so good. It was a little painful at times, but it quickly became a relieved, loose sensation.
"That is one benefit for me, but I was referring to the fact that you slept the whole night through without issue." Gavin hummed his agreement, though he probably would have agreed to anything at the moment. He let out more contented sounds as Nines moved down to his thighs. The muscles there hurt a lot more, but Nines still managed to make it feel good after a while.
"Did you really have to strap me in a torture device to accomplish that though?" Gavin huffed as he let Nines work on his arms one by one. It was true bliss. He would quite happily have stayed in bed all day and had Nines work his magic. His muscles still hurt, but it was a lot better than when he first woke up. After a couple of painkillers, he'd be good to go. Nines chuckled as he finally drew back and got to his feet.

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Tick Tock Part Three - Dock
FanfictionThe hunt for the Hickory Killer continues, and he's far from done as he makes his way down the list to his true goal. Reed is still in his sights as the trauma piles up and even spills over into his new cases. A new group, the AHL, has started to sh...