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- Men's Football RPF (10)
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- Criminal Minds (US TV) (2)
- Mad Men (1)
- Spartacus: Gods of the Arena (1)
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“Is there something I can help you with?” Anna asks, getting up. She rounds her desk and walks to the front of Oksana’s row. Her calves sing. She leans against the first desk there, pulling down the skirt of her dress as she does so.
Oksana purses her lips. “I’m not feeling challenged.” She waves her hand at the now-empty board, the traces of ce pain commence à se moisir clinging to the very top of it. “Like, this is so easy,” she says, rolling her neck, “but it’s taking everyone else forever to get.”
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He still needs the support.
And Alex is there—standing just at the edge of the kitchen, shy of its light, after William lets himself in. His pyjamas are slung low on his hips. “What did you do, Bill?” he asks, fond.
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The team is tired. It’s obvious in the scents that have been crowding the locker-room, the bus, and now the plane. Roman is slumped against Shea’s shoulder, headphones askew, putting out his own muted scent—like tea gone cold. Shea would be more worried about it if they didn’t have the following day off. It’s hard, on circus trips, to really look after Roman the way he wants to. Sleeping, showering, and eating separately when the time pressure’s too much. He can tell by the way Roman’s clutching at his sweater, fingers knotted in the hem, that it’s been hard on him, too.
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It’s not because Aaron’s bigger than him. He’s got the slightest bit of muscle on Brendan and a handful of inches, but they usually don’t matter all that much when they wrestle. Well, when Aaron’s not sitting directly on top of him, pushing all the air out of Brendan’s lungs. His chest tight enough to hurt.
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Jamie doesn’t tell Tyler about the appointment ahead of time. The work’s small, small enough that Tyler won’t have to talk himself into sitting. He books them in for the morning, too, hoping Tyler won’t be awake enough to ask the right questions.
When Jamie looks over, he’s leaning against the passenger-side window, eyes closed, and humming. He has a loose hand on the edge of his seat and his wrist brushes Jamie’s knuckles every time he changes gear.
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АУ-кода к 2x11, "sex, birth, death"
Перевод фика "talk, you", автор ferrassie