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Fingertips coated in wood-dust, Ryan's thumbs slid uselessly across the glass. He squinted against the burst of pain behind his eyes from the sun's reflective glare, swiping his thumb along the bottom of the screen in the general area his muscle memory dictated would give him what he wished. It took a few tries until the call accepted.
"Hello?"
A single ragged sob echoed over the line.
It's been months since either of them have seen the entity.
After a long day, Ryan receives a call.
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- Part 1 of i want it to look like you
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06 Aug 2026
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Years on from Bandee, part of him was still scared of how Ryan made him feel. The things he made him want. Maybe he'd never be able to let go of that fear entirely, ruined by what they'd been through in more ways than a murderous shadow. But tonight there was an ache inside of him like a bruise and Naim needed desperately for it to be pressed.
Naim and Ryan go to a friend's birthday, and Naim lets himself want without fear.
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- Part 2 of i want it to look like you
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05 Aug 2026
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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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31 Jul 2026
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Blond curls fell over liquid blue eyes and the late afternoon sunlight danced across the crimson blood smeared on pale skin. The quiet of the bathroom was only broken by sharp inhales or the wind that howled outside the window, signaling the coming night.
About 20 minutes ago Ryan had shown up at Naim’s house clutching the door with a shaky hand, face bruised and cut in various places.“I had no where else to go.”
OR Ryan shows up at Naim's doorstep after he got into a fight and Naim patches him up.
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31 Jul 2026
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Somehow the blonde boy had completely hypnotised him. That was how Naim felt about it, for lack of a better word.
Otherwise he would not be so worked up over the fact it had been nearly two months and he still had not so much as grazed a hand beneath Ryan's waistband.
How absurd was that?
Or, Naim gets to the bottom of why Ryan never lets him get him off.
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06 Jul 2026