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  1. Public Bookmark 33

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    “Sometimes I dream about killing you," Aaron grits out.
    A month ago, Andrew would have smiled his dangerous, feral smile, snapped his fingers, declared the session over, and left.
    Today, he stays.

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    25 Jan 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 92

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    It had been a while since Andrew had first let Neil straddle him like this, and longer since he’d let Neil touch his chest and stomach, but it still felt new and unsure. Usually they stayed like this, kissing and letting hands roam, until Andrew grew too restless, flipped them, and got them both off.

    Andrew’s hand tightened in Neil’s hair. Neil’s hips jumped forward of their own accord and Andrew groaned again. Andrew’s other hand drifted down to Neil’s bicep. He gripped it like a vice.

    “Do you think you can get off like this?” Andrew asked, voice low.

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    20 Nov 2020

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    It takes him four years.

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    20 Nov 2020

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    Katelyn tells him that her friends bet her a six-pack that she wouldn't talk to him. She’s there in her cheerleader skirt and he says, “Well, now you have.”

    He tells himself he doesn’t notice how the skirt cuts across her thighs. The feeling in his chest, he tells himself, is not disappointment.

    “Yeah,” she says, and bites her lip.

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    18 Oct 2020

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    He saw the duffel.
    It was battered all to hell and the strap was nearly torn from the bag, but it still glowed almost neon in the darkening night and streetlamp glare. Neil would never…
    He dropped to his knees beside it and rifled through it, looking for any sign, any clue as to where Neil might have run. Nothing, nothing, nothing. Until his fingers found the keyring. Until he found the phone.

    Andrew's perspective on the Binghamton riot and the walking tragedy that is Neil Josten.

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    01 Oct 2020

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