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Has sex become repetitious? Feeling sore in certain areas? Well, good news! Your boyfriend has sent you on a quest to find different ways of having fun gay sex. Yay!

Find the following people and seek out their knowledge:

• Arcade Israel Gannon (=D)
  
• Jimmy (Westside)
  
• Old Ben (Freeside)
  
• Doctor Alex Richards (Novac)
  
• Ignacio Rivas (Helios One)

Good luck, Wanderer!

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[goodfight]

There exists no hesitation. "I like it."

He attempts a smile, tinged with melancholy. "It's a more concrete way of telling me that you love me, I think."

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There's a reiteration, enough to soften Alex's reactions, enough for him to gently pull Neil back against him again. "It is," he repeats. "For me.

"You keep saying things are different because we're dating," he goes on. "We were dating before, you know? The only difference now is the going steady part: The outlined exclusivity."

[goodfight]

Again resting against the other man, Neil releases his tension. He eases back into the comforting hold.

"Feels like a whole new ballgame," he tells Alex. "Is it really just a matter of being exclusive?" That you feel like the world around you can explode, for good or for ill.

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The tension seeps from Neil and Alex wraps his arms around him again, content.

"Nah, it's not because of that. It's because it's something that's it." He leans to nuzzle slightly. "You're my only. I'm keeping you forever, 'member?"

[goodfight]

Forever. Forever sounds marvelous. Neil presses his face against the other's skin, breathing in his scent.

"Yeah," he murmurs, quiet and soft. "I remember."

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Alex reaches a hand to pet through his hair, more at ease now that Neil was talking to him, laying against him. "...Tell me about the asexuality thing," he says quietly, still petting.

"Why was it hard to hear?" And why it made Neil wonder if it was all unnecessary?

[goodfight]

The hand through his hair threatens to instill sleep in an already emotionally drained Neil Park, but he manages to think back. He pulls apart the emotion that stuck to him when Arcade and he discussed the finer points of the sexuality.

"I could start see where there could be problems. Problems that can't possibly be resolved, no matter the attempt. Sex is a big deal to most people when it comes to their partners. What if I couldn't satisfy your needs? What if what we each want sexually is irreconcilable due our individual preferences?"

Neil pauses to breathe, to regulate. "What if all that research and questioning won't be worth shit if I can't get myself into them?"

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Alex starts at the end. "That's an odd sentiment coming from a scientist. You research for knowledge's sake, not for any personal gain."

[goodfight]

"I know, right?" Neil laughs, decidedly unamused at himself. "That's what I get for having a stake in it instead of sticking to objectivity."

[doubletap]

Alex quiets, then continues petting Neil's hair. "In case I need to make it clear," he starts. "You satisfy me."

[goodfight]

Alex speaks in an expectant way, and yet, Neil's heart quickens minutely. "Now," he says. "Maybe years from now, what I'm offering won't be enough."

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They've had this conversation in that vault, but maybe it bears repeating. "Tell me what you're offering, then."

[goodfight]

He doesn't remember what he might have said before. Right now, Neil only has the present. "All of me." Everything and anything that he can reach.

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Despite knowing the answers, his heart flips in his chest. He stops petting to hold Neil close instead. "Then why would I ever be unsatisfied?"

[goodfight]

"Who can say?" He smiles into Alex's skin. "There are so many reasons, especially if you give me the time to come up with them all. You know how much of a paranoia junkie I am."

[doubletap]

Alex snorts, then play bites Neil's shoulder. "Anyway," he starts, moving on from Neil attempting to convince him he wouldn't be satisfied.

"Let's talk capability if it's important to you. Do you think we're incompatible sexually?"

[goodfight]

Pretend biting or no, difficult question or otherwise, Neil nuzzles the skin beneath him. "We used to be," he gives honestly. "For awhile, you always initiated, and I protested until it became moot. The times you wanted attention were inconvenient for me while we had that stretch of time on the trip back from D.C. where I tried to jump you when you...tried not to have any of it."

He exhales languidly. "We were mismatched in the beginning. Now, I'm not sure."

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Alex thinks. Considers. But honestly, he's already pretty adamant on his views on the matter.

He moves a hand to Neil's chin, angling his head up for Alex to kiss. He does so genuinely, with all the care afforded to him; takes Neil, in the way he likes best.

He slips his tongue past Neil's lips in the same moment he reaches, to take Neil's lower body in hand and squeeze gently.

[goodfight]

The effect those actions have on Neil are predictable, from the quiet moaning to the allowance of entry. From melting over the kiss of his fucking dreams to the instant hardening of his cock, there isn't a beat nor a step missing.

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Alex stays with this for a few minutes, because he enjoys kissing Neil and the sounds he makes. Because he loves him, and loves him against him. His hand moves languidly, not for any climax, but just an intimate petting of another sort.

This continues, before it breaks, and Alex leans his head against Neil's, breathing uneven. His hand stays where it is, holding on. "...I'm sure," he murmurs. "You fit with me."

[goodfight]

Neil, flushed and flustered, tightens his hold on Alex, a part wishing the other man would let go before he becomes overwhelmed. The rest hopes that he might stay.

"That's..." He swallows, eyes half-lidded. "That's cheating."

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...The declaration makes him resume the lazy movements while he speaks. "Do you know, Neil Park? I don't kiss people. I have a few times, of course, in the heat of the moment and all. But it's not something I enjoyed or did with any frequency.

"You," he underlines, kissing a temple. "You, I could kiss forever. Happily. I think I was made to only kiss you, and that's why I didn't like it before."

[goodfight]

Oh, Christ. That laissez faire declaration coupled with the motions--

"Alex," Neil breathes out. "You're...super fucking cheating." Telling him that Alex was made to kiss him, that a kiss is a gesture solely for Neil Park, is liable to set him off. Right here, right now.

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He ducks his head, kisses along Neil's jaw. "Not cheating," he murmurs. "I'm yours. Only yours. I would never go to another. You are the only person I have ever wanted to keep."

[goodfight]

Suffice to say, that does it for Neil. The buildup proves too fast for his defenses, far too overwhelming for logic to take hold, and he bites his lower lip as he climaxes, fingers tightening over Alex's arms. His cock shoots liquid over, well, everything below the sheets, as if the time before didn't quite count.

When everything abates, Neil drops his head onto Alex's shoulder. "Cheating," he repeats, voice carrying affection.