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“There’s my bunny,” Ryan murmured, letting saliva pool in his mouth as he licked across Naim’s scent glands, relishing in the warm scent of cinnamon and buttery sugar as Naim shuddered under his touch. They stayed like that for a few moments, inhaling each other’s scents until Naim, feeling impatient, tugged one of Ryan’s hands onto his stomach, reaching down until Ryan’s fingers were splayed across his lower stomach,
“Can you please touch me?” Naim asked, an embarrassed flush covering his cheeks as he felt Ryan's mouth at his soft ears.
Please.
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Bunny Naim (ft. plug)
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- Part 2 of bunny naim
Bookmarked by transguyjay
28 Aug 2026
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“Family? Family doesn’t do what you did.” His vision is hazy, he tries to blink the moisture away. “You have no idea what the thing did to us… wanted to do to us. What it tried to do to me, like, multiple times,” Naim says. Sometimes, he can still feel phantom hands pulling at his belt, turning him over, smashing his face into walls, clawing at his hips. Fingers so deep in his throat they scratched his esophagus until he vomited blood. He sniffles. “Fucked up shit, Mum. So much of it.”
She reaches out to grab his hand. Naim doesn’t pull away. Tears fall for real now, hot and sticky, rolling down both his cheeks. “Mom, how could you do that to me?”
It’s Christmas eve. Naim’s present to his mother will be their first face to face conversation in almost five years.
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- Part 9 of All that's holy
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The pleasant dissociation of the weed turns the key to the gate of Ryan’s mind. His darkest secret comes tumbling out. “I've wanted you ever since I saw you for the first time at the dam. When Hunter and Macca were… you know.”
Naim pushes himself up on his elbows to look at him. “What?”
Ryan remembers it perfectly, the first time he sees Naim Reid, almost naked in the frigid mud. He can't stop staring at Naim, shirtless and shaking, surrounded by bullies on all sides. Naim entrances him with his narrow, slouched shoulders and big hazel eyes, his soft looking dark brown hair. From the second he sees him Ryan wants him so, so badly. Ryan's never hated himself more.
A Uni classmate gifting Naim a pair of short shorts leads to first proper beach date. Lulled by the safety of shore and sand, they finally share some of their darkest secrets.
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- Part 8 of All that's holy
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Naim has almost forgotten what it's like to feel those cruel hands around his throat. It’s so lightning fast, so strong, it actually shoves the breath from his lungs like a pastry roller, flattening his body from the feet up. He flails uselessly as he chokes, clawing at its forearm. Not-Ryan smiles at him, a detached, empty thing, dragging its eyes up and down Naim’s prone body, before it does something it has never done before. It flips him over onto his stomach and starts clawing at his belt.
In the few months since they leave Bandee, Ryan and Naim experience a youth shelter, a birthday, and several hard weeks out on the street. The entity goes through its own evolutions, too.
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- Part 2 of All that's holy
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A series of Ryanaim's lives post Bandee , to be read in sequential order
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Bookmarked by transguyjay
26 Aug 2026