Leviticus_Fics
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The truck stop sits squatted beside the highway, chipped paint and dusty windows, rusted metal and peeling signs. The bathroom is filthy. It smells like piss and industrial cleaner and stale air. But Naim doesn't care, not with Ryan's hand in his hair, not with Ryan's cock heavy against his cheek.
“Can you…,” Naim says, fingers moving to pinch at Ryan’s tip. Ryan squirms at the touch, back arching against the wall, “Can you put it in?” Naim says.
Ryan blinks, dazed. “What?”
"Just the tip," Naim says frantically, like if he says it quicker then Ryan won’t realize the weight of what he’s asking. All he knows is he needs Ryan. He feels empty, rolling his hips against Ryan, chasing something he doesn’t know. "I mean— just a little. Please, Ryan.”
Ryan looks around the filthy bathroom, pants down his ankles, cock sprung out, Naim pressing into him, hard cock against his leg. “Here?” Ryan asks, but it’s without judgement.
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or, Naim and Ryan fuck in a truck stop bathroom.
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'For you are dust, and to dust you shall return' Genesis 3:19
A canon divergence fanfic that occurs after Naim and Ryan talk to Jessica at the hospital. The two of them stick together and figure out how to handle the entity together.
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“Nah…” Naim’s heart stops in his chest, the joint between his fingers shaking profusely as he raises it to his lips, swallowing the ball lodged in the back of his throat. He struggles to push the words out of his mouth when Ryan looks at him like that, blue eyes sparkling in the setting sunlight. The other man’s beauty is distracting. What was he talking about?
“Nothing.”
(The full scene from Leviticus (2026) because the original is way, way too short.)
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Ryan exhales, smoke slipping past his lips. “Did it ever touch you?”
Naim’s stomach churns. He curls towards Ryan, shifting onto his side, as Ryan’s gaze lands on him, piercing. He shakes his head.
“Good,” Ryan says, lifting the cigarette to his mouth.
Naim thinks of photobooth pictures, of hot blood trickling down Ryan’s neck, of flame and fear. He presses a soft kiss to Ryan’s side, over his ribs, over the soft cotton of his shirt, and inhales his scent.
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Realistically, a part of Ryan probably knew something was not right.
It was in the way Naim looked at him, the way he tilted his head slightly to the right. A curve of his upper lip into almost a smirk. His eyes were so confident, so sure of themselves in a way Ryan had not seen before.
Not from Naim.
So now, with Naim standing there, in Ryan’s backyard, a raise brow, a glint in his eye, a suggestion that spoke to all Ryan’s desires. "It can be just for us", Naim promised, "a souvenir". And Ryan listened, even though he knew he shouldn’t.
He thinks of Eve in the garden, of the serpent and it’s sweet lies.
He follows Naim anyway.
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aka the photo booth scene from Ryan's POV with Entity-Naim.