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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    Naim shuddered.

    All of the nights he had spent, replaying the kiss in the mill over and over, the feeling of Ryan’s soft lips, the haze of weed and Ryan’s hands carding through his hair, cradling his skull-

    Naim had lost count of the night he had pressed the glossy surface of the photobooth strip against his cheek as he stroked his cock, toes curling under his sheets as he panted into his pillowcase, precum dribbling around his fist as he sobbed, wanting Ryan’s touch, Ryan’s mouth on his, desperately wanting to be in the circle of Ryan’s arms again. Watching Ryan during class, how badly he wanted to follow him everywhere, to be in space, breathe in his scent-

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    Naim has a dream about something.

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    20 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 19

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    It doesn't help that Ryan's fingers are suddenly moving, not holding him anymore, but just…hovering. Pads tickling over knuckles, down to his palm, and then up again. When their sticky palms slot together, it's Ryan's hand that comes up larger.

    Or in which Naim yearns, and yearns, and yearns.

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    20 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 18

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    Even though most of the time, Ryan feels like Naim is about to break, about to crash. Ryan knows he is so much more than that.

    “You wanna do it raw?” Ryan asks in a barely audible whisper.

    “Would you do me raw?”

    or Ryan sometimes feels like his hands don't belong to him, but at least he knows he could hold Naim with them.

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    19 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 44

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    “So, what now? We just keep catching coaches from shithole to shithole?”

    A mosquito pricks Ryan’s neck and he smacks it away. He thinks about the weight of Naim’s head on his shoulder on the bus, the tinny melodies emitted by cheap earphones filling the space between them. Remembers how settled he’d felt, how uncertain yet still oddly calm, having only the vaguest idea where he was going but being sure about who he was going with. He looks at Naim. “Maybe, yeah.”

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    Ryan and Naim keep going.

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    19 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 22

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    “Come here, sweetheart,” Ilya said, his voice low and beckoning. He held a hockey helmet in his hands. It wasn’t either of theirs, the difference in the face shield noticeable immediately. Both of their professional helmets only had a visor that flipped down to protect their eyes. The helmet in Ilya’s hands had a full cage, the metal bars crisscrossed each other, shining in the lowlight.

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    Shane gets punished via a hockey helmet cage plus many other things

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    19 Jun 2026