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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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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."

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"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."

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

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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."

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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?"

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"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."

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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?"

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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.

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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."

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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."

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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."

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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.

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The tightening grip gets to him, as does the fact of Neil climaxing, but even with Alex hard and wanting, he makes no move to progress things along. He lets go carefully, slipping his hand out. Fluid trails down the side of his hand, and he lifts it to his mouth, licking it off.

It's a taste unfamiliar, but it's something he wants more of. His cock pulses against skin down below, and he makes a pleased sound. "...You come for me like that, just like that, and you think we might not be compatible. You're mine," he gives, more passionate than his usual fare. "You fit with me."

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Watching Alex taste his fluids is nearly erotic to watch, Neil finds himself having to pry his eyes away out of sheer overwhelm. He breathes in through his nose, mind forcing further calm. His body opts to shiver instead.

"With something like that," he replies, "I don't think I could doubt you. You're..." Someone who fits. "...mine. I'm yours."

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Neil shivers, and Alex makes another sound, lower in his throat, wrapping his arms back around him. "That's right," he gives. "This isn't something to doubt." Of all things.

"So let's talk about your research. And we'll find ways to make both of us happy."