summary : you and your situationship, jude, spend a week together in a paradisiac destination
(i saw a blog talking about situationship jude spending a week at a resort w you and it had my mind runninnnn)
jude would normally spend his vacation week with his family or bestfriends. he couldn't see them that much anymore and he wouldn't miss the opportunity to spend a amazing week with them. but for you he would. some would say that ditching your loved ones for a situationship is dumb, but god it felt right. he didn't regret it when he left the house early in the morning, bidding goodbye to his confused mom. he didn't regret when he let you on his private jet and certainly didn't regret it when not even an hour later you were in his lap riding him, hoping that the flight attendant wouldn't check up on you two any time soon.
he had the intention to fuck you good a few times obviously but mostly show you around, spoil you lots and enjoy a normal vacation. but by the time you arrived at your destination and you were already all over him, jude doubted that you and him would even leave the private resort all week. your first days in the tropical destination were spent with the two of you rediscovering each other's bodies in your resort bedroom. and the bathroom. and the pool outside. and the loungers around it. one thing that was constant was the lack of clothes. you would end up fucking anyways so why bother even putting some, right?
on the third day, jude checked his phone for the first time for what seemed like years when he woke up in the morning. he groaned seeing the floods of messages from his family and bestfriends, maybe "forgetting" to tell them about his week-long vacation was not a good move. his worries went away when he turned around and was greeted by the sight of your naked body being bathed by the early morning sunrays. you were laying on your stomach, one leg up draping his lower waist and your arms buried under the numerous pillows of the spacious bed. he turned his head back around and smiled at the celling, wondering how he could regret coming to the resort when he was greeted each morning by such a beautiful sight. he heard you lightly sigh, and reached to slightly stroke your uncovered back.
"already awake?" you said to the boy, voice still sleepy
"mmh, you can go back to sleep love it's still early"
the sound of his raspy voice almost had you falling asleep again, but the heavenly sight the bedroom window gave you, prevented you from doing so.
"no jude! we have to go out today."
"but we're so comfortable here baby" jude whined hearing your suggestion
for him, staying in this private resort with you felt like paradise on earth. he had gotten so used to the lack of noise and cameras in the past days that he was pretty much convinced he never wanted to leave this place. the privacy that was given to you two these past few days was all he wanted, and now you wanted to go out? his mind started to run with thoughts on how to convince you not to. he grinned thinking about a few ways he could make you want to stay in bed all day.
"i can see you smiling jude and no. we're going out today i don't care"
"i paid for this vacation woman, i can perfectly decide what we'll do"
"you're not deciding shit, it's not a vacation if you don't even go out"
no matter how determined jude was to escape the public, he could never resist you. the way you disappeared under the covers, mouth lowering towards where he wanted you the most, was the last bit of convincing he needed as he threw his head back onto the pillow and let you do your work. a few hours after your morning shenanigans, you were dressed in a pretty sundress with a black bikini under, ready to get to the yacht jude had rented for the day. the man was wearing a cream colored matching set that had him look so good, you couldn't resist sneaking a few pictures.
you spent a cozy afternoon on the yacht, either sunbathing or lazily making out with jude. the boat was in the middle of the ocean, far away from wandering eyes. you were now laying on the deck, watching jude's back muscles as he swimmed in the mediterranean sea. you called him over to you, deciding that the man needed to pay more attention to you and less on swimming. he used his arms to lift himself up on the deck before laying down on top of you, his head posed on your stomach. you runned your nails on his back and shoulders while the two of you talked for hours. the sun had already began setting when jude made his first move on you, which quite surprised you as you were certain the boy would have been all over your body all day. you chuckled as you watched him try to subtly undo your bikini straps.
''what are you doing?''
''hum?'' he responded, clearly paying too much attention on your tits and not enough on your voice.
''thought you didnt wanna do anything in public''
''we're in the middle of the sea darlin, who cares''
his eyes didn't leave your body even once as he skillfully removed your bikini top and latched his mouth on your now exposed breasts. you moaned and threw your head back on the deck, hand locking itself onto his curls. he went to town for a long time on your boobs until his mouth started trailing kisses farther inevitably reaching your core. your moans had been replaced by whimpers of desesperation as he licked your clothed center, not forgetting to pepper kisses on your inner tighs.
''please baby, i need it''
''need what love?'' he said, smirking up at your face
he didn't give you any time to answer his question and directly pushed your black bikini bottoms to the side, tongue finding your clit. you always loved how he ate you out. this man gave head like he was dying of thirst and your pussy was the only source of water. it had your thighs squeezing around his head and your hands clawing at his upper back. jude relentlessly lapped at your cunt, only stopping to kiss your clit or look up at you, your eyes locking intensely. he had just finished making you cum for a fourth time when he got back up to your face and kissed your lips before rolling his body to lay next to you. you were exhausted from your previous orgasms but you needed him inside of you. his eyes shut open when he felt you straddle his lap, and his hard on.
"you don't need to" he tiredly said, knowing you were probably just as exhausted as him
"but i want you so bad jude"
he didn't say anything back and let you do your work. you reached down and pulled down his swim trunks, feeling your cunt twitching at the sight of his dick. you lowered yourself on it, your mouth falling open at the feeling of being so stretched out. it always felt as good as the first time with him. you lazily rocked your hips against his and leaned down to pepper kisses on chest. he was letting you do all the moving, enjoying the movements of your lower half, eyes closed and mouth gaped open. from time to time, his hands came up to squeeze your hips. you were still sensible so it didn't take long until you were slightly shaking on top of him as you reached another orgasm. the feeling of your cunt squeezing him made jude finish too, letting out a loud moan and wrapping his hands tightly around your waist. you collapsed on his chest and he stroked your hair, both of you drunk on pleasure.
you got back to your resort an hour after, excited to snuggle back into bed after such a long day. you were in the bathroom doing your skincare when jude came behind you, sneaking his hands under his shirt you used as pyjamas. he tucked his head into your neck and sighed at the warm feeling of your skin. you loved this soft side of him, when he was all sleepy and snuggled his body into yours like he wanted to get under your skin. you finished putting on moisturizer and slightly tapped the boy's head.
"we can go to bed now baby"
"too lazy to move" he mumbled into your neck
well you loved this soft side of him but it did make him act like a child sometimes.
"come on jude we'll be much more comfortable under the sheets"
he reluctantly dragged his feet towards the bed not once letting go of you. once you were both snuggled under the covers, your head tucked into his chest as his hands went up and down your back soothing you, you felt the boy sigh before talking softly to you.
"wish i could stay here all year long you know"
"the fangirls would miss you too much"
he chuckled but his tone stayed serious
"i'm serious though, being with you it's like we're in our own worlds and there's nobody to ever disturb us. i don't ever feel more at peace than in those moments"
your heart warmed up even more at each word he uttered. you know that he loved his job more than everything but he was also a much more private guy than people thought. being around so many cameras all day, always made him uncomfortable and he relished in those quiet times he got with you. sometimes the domesticity of it all made you wonder if the two of you were more than just a "situationship"
"don't you think what we have is weird sometimes" you asked him in a whispered voice
"what do you mean"
"well we're always together, hell i spend half my time flying out to madrid just to see you and look at you now, you're sneaking away from your entire family just to go on vacation with me"
"and?"
"don't you think we act too much like a couple?"
jude looked down at you, eyes widened.
"you wanna be a couple now?"
you thought of it for a second, sure you loved the man. for most people, that would have been a deal-breaker. how could you be in love with eachother but not be together, right? but you two were different. you liked the simplicity of what you had, the feeling of having your person without really being tied down. maybe you had commitment issues or whatever but at the end, it worked perfectly.
"no im happy with what we have, aren't you?"
"im laying in bed with a absolute stunner in one of the most beautiful places on earth, how can i not be happy"
you smiled at his words and pulled yourself up so your faces were at the same level. your lips latched onto his and he kissed you back. when you pulled away, your lips felt kind of numb but your heart was bursting with all the feelings you had for this man.
"thanks for all of this really jude"
"if it gets me free pussy all day, ill do it for sureee"
"nevermind you ruined the moment"
jude let out a laugh before wrapping you tighter in his arms. you both fell asleep not long after, mind already filled with thoughts of spending another day in the comfort of each other's company.
“How’d you find me?” She asked hesitantly, she couldn’t hear the others but if he had found her, they must not be too far. It had been five days since she had run from the Uleys cottage, and Sage had no plans on returning. She was trying to find her way back to Josh’s house from memory, though it was taking longer than expected.
“That doesn’t matter right now.” The man grumbled as he crossed his arms. Whether he meant to intimidate her or not, it was certainly working. “You need to come home.”
Sage scoffed, “Yeah, no thanks.”
There was no way she was going back there without a fight, which is exactly what she was prepared to do. Sage had enough self respect to not stick around where she wasn’t wanted and clearly, Sam did not want her in his pack if he was willing to shove her out like a misbehaving dog. The words he had used to describe her echoing in her mind.
“Do you have any idea what you're putting Paul through right now?” Jacob argued, and her heart sank. Of course she did, she felt all of it. It's not like he cared what she was going through, if he did, she left enough of a trail for him to find her. If he was the one that had run away, she would’ve found him already. It's been five days, and nothing. No sign of her mate.
“He started it! He doesn’t want me…No one wanted me there, so I left. I made it easier for everyone else.” She exclaimed, the more she thought about the more upset she became. Maybe she was a runt after all and that's why Paul didn’t want her. Sage was spiralling and she knew it.
Jacob shook his head in disbelief, “He’s in love with you, Sage.”
“I saw him with your sister.” The younger wolf pointed out. The image of them looking real cosy with each other crossed her mind. She tried to control the small ripple of betrayal she felt, like it never left her.
“That's what set you off.” A look of realisation hit Jacobs eyes, before taking a step closer to the she wolf, his hand held forward with his palm up. A sign that he wasn’t going to hurt her. “Sage, he doesn’t love Rachel, he never has. Paul broke her heart, a lot, but she did it to herself by not leaving when he told her to go. “
Sage furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. His explanation lined up with Pauls, but it still didn’t make sense why he went to see his ex, “So why did he go see her then? He told me he had work.”
“I don’t know, you’ll have to ask him that but you are the only thing that he truly cares about. It's time to come back now.” Jacob coaxed, and Sage could feel his desperation, so much so that she wondered if Paul or Sam sent him to find her. He was the one that got her in trouble, maybe they thought he could bring her back by making amends. Though in her mind, they already have. He apologised when he came out to talk to her that night.
“I can’t.”Sage shook her head. She had been a part of a corrupt pack her entire life. One that was quick to banish those who dared to defy the Alpha, or worse. She didn’t want to be subject to that hierarchy again. “I won’t be a part of Sam's pack, not even for Paul.”
“Why not?” Jacob asked. Sage admired his genuine question. The older wolf seemed to be the only one who cared, who even bothered to ask why. Paul and Sam just assumed she wanted to be in their pack because of the imprint, she never asked and now that Sam had shown his true thoughts of the w
Sage shifted uncomfortably, “He said I was dangerous, and I’m not.” She watched as Jacob opened his mouth to speak, and interrupted him quickly, not wanting him to agree with Sam, “That's not me!”
“Sage,” He spoke softly as the tears formed in her eyes. She wasn’t dangerous, not on purpose at least. She knew she needed to control her wolf better, but that was the only thing keeping her sane when everyone turned against her former pack. That's all she has.
Jacob wrapped his arms around the younger girl in a hug and she quickly tried to push him away, not used to the gentle kindness,“No!” She gave up quickly as he held on to her, “I spent my entire life feeling like I didn't belong in my pack, my family. I won’t do it again. I don’t agree with Sam, I won’t follow him.”
“I have a solution.” Jacob told her softly, asking, “Do you trust me?”
Note: I am baaaack! The World Cup brought back my Neymar muse and apparently my writing muse. Let's see how long this lasts. This was supposed to end up with his injury but it ended up in smut so....I hope you enjoy it! I'm still rusty since this is the first Imagine I write since...maybe a year or so ago so I apologize in advance.
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Warning: No plot. Just filthy, horrible smut.
"Get that off your mouth" you scold like a mother to her little kid for chewing on everything.
"Hm?" But he doesn't look at you.
"Stop" you tug on his necklace and he spits it out. "Doesn't it taste weird?"
"No…" he is looking at the TV and starts fidgeting with the blanket.
"Hey," you call and he finally looks at you, "Talk to me."
"Just anxious…" he says with a shrug. He has been watching the replays of some of the games. The closer it got to his games in the World Cup, the more you felt him tense.
He was still him. Happy, funny, charismatic, but you could see more ahead and notice his little ticks, like chewing on his necklace.
You place your phone on the night stand and turn to him, reaching for his hand. "Relax, okay? You got this. Your team does." You kiss the inside of his hand and he smiles softly. "Don't throw the world over your shoulder, okay?"
"The fans are expecting so much, and look how things have gone so far…"
"Doesn't mean it would go the same for you guys" you point out. "Yeah, you don't have your bunch of old teammates but the ones you have are doing very well. That's what you told me. You are not the only player."
"I know…" he runs his hand through his face and the other one tightens around yours. "I'm confident we can win, just not how they expect."
"If you can win, that's what matters" he smiles and tugs your hand so he is now side hovering on top of you making you giggle. "Just relax, baby. Stop watching those replays. They are tensing you" you squeeze his shoulder before running your hand through his hair. "No World Cup hairstyle planned at the last minute?" You tease, just to change the subject.
"Nah. I think I am old for that."
"Ney, you are thirty" you glare at him.
"Adult thirty."
"You are still a kid" you hit his shoulder playfully, and he acts hurt. "What? Did I hurt your muscle? Need some pain relief after that?" You joke.
"Shut up" he playfully struggles to get on top of you, his hands reaching for yours as you try to push him off, but obviously you didn't want to. "Who is thirty now, hm?" He says while you keep squirming under him before he pins them above your head.
"Youuuu" you drew out and his eyes squint as he laughs.
God you loved to see him smile and relax. You'd do anything to keep it permanent.
"Hey" he calls after you two stop playing around. "I need to go soon." He brushes his nose against yours.
Oh yes. Somehow he managed to sneak out of the team's hotel to stay at yours.
"I know" you sigh and your bodies relax against one another. He shifts his weight so he is now resting his head on your chest and your arms go around him. "Remind me again how you will sneak back in?"
"Secret" he mutters as he snuggles.
"Mhm" you hum and run your fingers through his hair. "I love you, Ney" you mutter, "Whatever happens…I'll be here" you assure him. You knew his little insecurity of not being good enough for someone to stay with him through everything. You wanted to assure him that you'd always be there. And he secretly loved it when you blurted it out of the blue.
"Thank you, princess" you feel him smile and he shifts his weight and kisses the exposed skin of your chest. You were wearing a simple sleepwear dress with spaghetti straps, so they would slip around every now and then so he took advantage of it. "I love you too" he looks up at you.
"Wanna play some COD to distract yourself?"
"Nah, I'll wait for the glitches to go away on the next update" he shrugs and then he looks at you, hazel green eyes turning dark.
Oh no.
"No" you say firmly.
"What?!" He sounds offended.
"I know that look Da Silva. Answer is no."
"What look?!" He pretends to hide it, but he is getting a cheeky grin.
"You know!"
"I swear I'm not doing anything! Just loving on my girl!" He says, yet his lips press closer to the top of your breast.
"No!"
"Okay, then, why not?"
"We can't…before the match."
"Myth" he says and shifts so he is now facing you from on top. "You don't have to do anything. Just-"
"You have to go or it will get late" you have to be strong or this one can convince you to do anything.
"It would help me relax" he grins, you glare at him. "You know that actually helps me" he says in his defense. And then he does the eye thing….those beautiful hazel eyes just shining…
"Okay but that's it. Nothing else. I'm serious."
"I know" he grins, pushing himself on his forearms to reach your lips and kiss you.
The way his lips moved against yours so softly was something you'd never get tired of. His lips enclosing around your bottom lip, his tongue peaking teasingly as he smiled. He knew what he was doing.
One of his hands moves to cup under your chin, holding you in place as he deepens the kiss and his tongue meets yours and, the habit he had, of pulling away a few inches and licking your lips. Weird, but for some reason you found it…hot.
He moves to your neck, kissing down with a little nip in a few spaces making you squirm. His hand on your neck drops to your shoulders, his fingertips brushing your skin as he pulls the straps of your dress down your shoulder so his next move was comfortable. He pulls down the front of your dress and looks up at you, his eyes finding yours.
He pulls the front lower until one of your breasts is exposed. His thumb brushes against your nipple, tugging at it to get its attention. You bite your lip and he smirks before leaning down. His tongue comes out to flick on it, once, then twice, then repeatedly. Your fingers move around his hair soothingly, eyes closing to enjoy the feeling of his wet tongue flickering over your nipple, his hand moving to grope gently on the other one making you hum in pleasure. You feel him stop and your eyes flutter open enough to see him licking his own lips, looking up at you and shifting his body to the side before taking your nipple between his lips again.
Your head falls back at the sensation, feeling his lips suck on your nipple as he gropes harder on your other breast making you moan. The view of him with messy hair, shirtless and sucking on your breast was just a sight for you. You swear you could cum right there and then. He pulls away from that one, giving it a flick with his tongue to move to the other one. He let's go of your breast and slides his hand to your thigh, slowly pulling up the end of your dress and sneaking his hand into your underwear.
His finger is quick to find your wetness and he grunts against your breast. He covers his index finger in your wetness before moving it to your clit and you gasp when he touches it. "Ney…" you breathe out, tugging slightly on his hair. He continues to move it around, playing with your wetness that was now starting to move down your thigh.
"Shhh" he whispers. "I got you" and with that his finger slips inside of you and your lips part. His finger moves around slowly, massaging your walls and pulling out to collect some more. "So wet for me, princess…" he hums and pulls his hand out of your panties and brings his finger to your lips which you part to taste yourself. "Shit…" he grunts as your tongue moves around his finger. "That's my girl…See how good you taste…"
He pulls his finger out and slips it in your underwear again, this time using two fingers to collect your wetness, but not without teasing you. He presses against your bundle of nerves and starts rubbing on it rapidly, making your hips buck. "Oh….yes…" you gasp and arch your back.
"Come on, baby. Let me have you…" he whines. "You are so wet…" he slips his finger out again and puts it in his mouth, moaning around his finger and you watch him as he savors you. "So good…" You can feel yourself getting wetter by just looking at him.
You shift your position so you are facing him since he is on his side, reaching between your bodies to reach for his hard on that was already poking on your thigh. He pushes his shorts down, raising his hips and tugging on them. "We have to be quick…" you rush. As much as you wanted to enjoy him, he had to be at the hotel at a certain time and it was already close. You didn't want to get him in any trouble.
He reaches around your waist and grabs onto your butt cheek, pulling you close to him. You reach for your dress, trying to take it off by almost sitting up but Neymar had other plans. He reached for your waist and pulled you on top of him. "Better? That way I don't use too much energy" he winks at you.
"You are unbelievable" you smirk and lean down to kiss him. Your lips moving against his plump ones in a heated kiss. His hands reach for your butt, running his hands around it before pulling on the hem of the dress and bringing it slightly up so it was exposed. He bites onto your lip before giving you a slap on your rear making your eyes widen. "Really?"
"What? This?" He slaps your rear again and you hiss, your heat now rubbing against his hard on through your underwear. "You love it", another one and your teeth catch the corner of your lip. You don't say anything, just move your body to the right position so you can start moving your hips against his own. Your forehead rests against his as you raise your hips and bring them down, repeating the movement back and forth.
Neymar didn't seem to find what to do with his hands. They were roaming all over your body, touching every curve, gripping on your waist as you moved against him, helping you move exactly the way he wanted to so you wouldn't tease. "Princess…" the way his voice sounded so deep turned you on. He holds your waist with one hand to stop your moves, using his free to move your underwear to the side. You fix your posture to sit on him as he uses the hand on your waist to hold his cock up so you could sink down.
You take him in slowly, inch by inch, savoring how good the friction was of him as he slid through your walls. Your eyes were closed, lips pressed together, one hand holding yourself up on his chest and the other one holding your hair back. A grunt leaves his lips once he is, and you both stay still for a moment.
Neymar lets your dress drop and reaches for the hand on his chest, interlocking your fingers together and reaching for the other one, doing the same. Your hips start moving slowly forward, his hands steadying you as you do. His hazel green eyes looked at your body with lust as you moved on him.
And damn did he look so good like this. His skinny arms extended out to you as he held your hands, his hips swiftly moving every now and then searching for that spot that he knew would make you reach your high faster. He just knew your body.
And you knew his. You know how much he loves when you leave a trail of kisses starting from his neck down to the waistband of whatever he was wearing. His earlobe was a weak spot for him, even with his earrings, you'd bite and tug at it and he would let out a soft moan that would drive you crazy.
You start bouncing on his lap. Every sit down echoing through the room, and it drove you to cloud nine when you closed your eyes and focused on it. He lets go of your hands and reaches for your hips, helping you move as you use your knees to push yourself up, throwing your head back as your boyfriend found the right spot.
"Right there?" He asks and you can only nod your head, running a hand through your hair to push it back, the other one searching for the hem of your dress and once it does you pull it off, Neymar helping. Then in a matter of seconds, you are on your back, Neymar pushing deep into you and staying still as he moves to rest on his forearms. "Hey."
"Hi" you grin and he chuckles. He kisses your forehead, then the bridge of your nose before snapping his hips against you hard and you gasp. "Fuck…"
"I know, baby" he mutters, his hand reaching for your hair and pulling at it harshly making your back arch as he starts setting the pace. Your legs were wide open to have him in between and the way he was positioned was making your joints burn a little, but it was a different kind of burn. The way he slid in and out of you due to your wetness was giving him all the green lights to thrust into you from any way he wanted.
He sat up and pulled you closer by your legs so you were almost resting on his. He held onto them and started thrusting again making you moan louder in pleasure. Your body felt on fire as he did, no matter how hard he pulled at your hair when he thrusted. He knew you liked it anyway, and he never pulled hard enough that you couldn't handle.
One leg he moves to rest on his shoulder, he moves to hover over your other one before thrusting quickly into you, his eyes closing as he licked his lips. "Don't stop…" you pant as you start feeling yourself tighten around him and feeling that familiar throb. His hand reaches for one of your breasts, holding onto it as he continued his moves. Your back arches when he starts playing with your nipple, tugging and running his forefinger around it.
Your own hands are holding on to the side of his thigh while the other one tugs at the bedsheet underneath you. "You close, baby?" Neymar asks between breaths and your head nods. He stops his moves and quickly changes positions, hand on your waist and he moves you so you are laying upside down, your knees moving under you before Neymar positions you. He could be bossy without saying anything, he would just handle you and place you however he wanted.
Your boyfriend finds his rhythm again while you are trying your best to hold yourself up, and he was holding you by your hip, but his thrusts were too powerful, even making the bed squeak under you. They were turning erratic, his groans getting mixed with your moans as they got louder when he found your spot. He took advantage of it and repeatedly reached it, changing the angle for it. "Fuck!" You couldn't hold back the curses coming from you at this point. Your walls tighten around him, feeling his cock throbbing against them. He pushes you so you are laying down flat, you feel him lay on top of you as he keeps his movements. His tongue runs on your neck before biting at it and kissing it, then your earlobe where he whispers between pants how good you are taking him and that he was close with that tone filled with lust.
A few more thrusts and your toes are curling when it is too much, knuckles turning white from holding tightly onto the sheets as you find your release with a cry of pleasure. One of his hands gives up and lands on top of yours, holding tightly on top of it as he gives you a final thrust and you feel his warmth inside of you, his moan going right into your ear.
After a few seconds, he kisses under your ear and chuckles. "So much for not using too much energy, huh?" You tease as your face turns to the side.
"You said we had to be quick, you were teasing" he kisses your cheek before raising himself from on top of you and sitting up, smacking your rear before rolling off.
"I was not" you say defensively as you turn on your back and push your hair off your sweaty face.
"Yeah yeah" he mocks as he holds his hands out for you. "Need help getting up?" He gives you a side smirk and you fill your eyes before taking his hands and he pulls you up, quickly bending down to pick you up. "I can't see you tomorrow" he says as he carries you to the bathroom.
"Glad we got that clear" you nod your head.
"Or maybe I could just-"
"No. No maybes" you say firmly.
"Fine" he puts you down in the shower before turning on the water, which came out as cold as the Arctic.
"Neymar!" You gasp and he just laughs before you take his hand and pull him to you.
He is laughing and squirming, trying to get away from the cold water and reaching to change it but between your fits of laughter he couldn't. And that was enough for you to know that you have distracted him and that he was letting go of the tension, and you wish to keep it that way.
You are the sum total of everything you've ever seen, heard, eaten, smelled, been told, forgot it's all there. Everything influences each of us, and because of that I try to make sure that my experiences are positive.
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