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Neil Josten jamais deveria ter cedido;
Quando percebeu que a pura existência de Andrew colocava a si, e sua família em risco, deveria ter sido maduro o suficiente para resolver aquilo da maneira mais simples. Era imortal, e a imortalidade deveria significar ter algum privilégio.
Mas Neil jurou jamais se tornar um monstro, como aqueles de seu passado.
E decidiu que era sua tarefa proteger Andrew de si, do mundo... e dele mesmo.
Só não imaginava que o trabalho em si seria tão difícil quanto irresistível.- Language:
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15 Jun 2026
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“But Neil’s only attracted to you.” Kevin argued on principle. Mr. Neil “I Don’t Swing” Josten was notorious for his eyes for Andrew and Andrew only.
“And apparently, you.” Andrew sounded amused by this, like his boyfriend finding their mutual friend Kevin Fucking Day attractive was something to laugh about. “I don’t care. I want him to try if he’s interested. He’s interested in you and I know you’re attracted to him, so if you and him want to have sex this weekend, you have my permission.”
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14 Jun 2026
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So baby, come and just show me what you are made of by sun_litsoul
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
07 Mar 2026
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“What do you need?” Neil asked into the space between them, eyes following Andrew’s. Waiting. Instead of answering, Andrew leaned in to kiss him again, not as intensely as before but with intent and Neil met Andrew’s lips with his own.
Andrew’s hands moved lower and lower until they came to rest, cupping Neil’s cock through the fabric of his pants, which twitched predictably at the touch. While his lips wandered their way up Neil’s jaw. Neil tilted his neck to give Andrew better access, closing his eyes at the feeling of Andrew’s warm, soft lips wandering higher and higher, nipping at his earlobe before he stopped there, hovering. Neil felt Andrew’s breath on his skin, the fine hair sensing the closeness, not quite touching, it sent shock waves through Neil’s whole body.
“Fuck me,” Andrew breathed into his ear, voice quiet and even, and for a moment Neil wasn’t sure if he’d really said it.
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14 Jun 2026
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When Neil pulled back Andrew's lips were kiss-bitten, his hair messy and his golden eyes shimmering like he was truly gone.
"Neil, please—."
Neil didn't know whether it was Andrew who went rigid first, whether he himself was just reacting accordingly or at the same time, but both of them froze.
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Andrew hates the word please for a reason. Neil does his best to make him tolerate it after all.Bookmarked by Leitora_andreill
09 Jun 2026
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Neil breath hitch. “You like that,” he said, not quite a question. “‘Drew, you like it when I-”
“Fuck, Andrew.” Neil sighed, his mind reeling. He was pretty good at finding Andrew’s tells, at figuring out what he liked, but he must have missed this.
“You can shut up.” Andrew said, eyebrows furrowing in what could be embarrassment or defiance or both.
“I don’t think you want me to.” Neil replied, feeling giddy as he rubbed at Andrew's neck, feeling his rapid pulse beneath his fingers.
“Shut the fuck up.” Andrew said, but his voice was raspy; he sounded nearly breathless, but the words lacked any real bite.
"But you like it," Neil says, carding his hand through Andrew's hair with gentle strokes. "I like that you like it.”
Or: Neil can't stop thinking about Andrew's mouth; they share a cigarette, and Neil discovers that Andrew Minyard enjoys being called "baby" and being praised.
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07 Jun 2026