Re-reading Cut & Run for the fifth time. I don't think I will ever get tired of this. It's the ray of sunlight in my life right now 😂

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Re-reading Cut & Run for the fifth time. I don't think I will ever get tired of this. It's the ray of sunlight in my life right now 😂
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Reminds me of "On a clear day" by Saras_Girl on Archives, love this ❤️
Neil reached for him, unwilling to let him leave without a real answer. "No," Andrew said, and Neil's hand froze a breath from Andrew's arm. Andrew went still as well, and they stood for a minute in awful silence. Finally Andrew looked back at him, but for a moment Neil didn't know who he was looking at. In the space of one breath Andrew's expression went so dark and distant Neil almost retreated. Then Andrew was back, as calm and uncaring as always, and he caught Neil's wrist to push his hand to his side. He dug his fingers in before letting go, not quite hard enough to hurt, and said, "That's why."
The King's Men (All for the Game Book 3), Nora Sakavic
"I have to go," Andrew said. "I don't trust them to give you back."
The King's Men (All for the Game Book 3), Nora Sakavic
"Thank you," he finally said. He couldn't say he meant thanks for all of it: the keys, the trust, the honesty, and the kisses. Hopefully Andrew would figure it out eventually. "You were amazing."
The King's Men (All for the Game Book 3), Nora Sakavic
Neil had seen this look on Andrew's face once before, when he and Andrew called a truce in Wymack's living room last summer. Neil fed him half-truths to buy his acceptance, but it wasn't vague descriptions of his parents' crimes and deaths that got through to Andrew. It was his bone-deep jealousy of Kevin, his loneliness and desperation. After everything they'd been through these last few months, Neil finally knew what this look meant. The darkness in Andrew's stare wasn't censure; it was perfect understanding. Andrew had hit this point years ago and broken. Neil was hanging on by a fraying thread and grabbing at anything he could to stay afloat.
The King's Men (All for the Game Book 3) (English Edition)", Nora Sakavic
Andrew dug a finger in Neil's cheek and forcibly turned his head away. "Don't look at me like that. I am not your answer, and you sure as fuck aren't mine."
The King's Men (All for the Game Book 3), Nora Sakavic
"It's always been 'lie' and 'hide' and 'disappear'. I've never belonged anywhere or had the right to call anything my own. But Coach gave me keys to the court, and you told me to stay. You gave me a key and called it home."
Neil clenched his hand, imagining the bite of metal against his palm, and lifted his gaze to Andrew's face. "I haven't had a home since my parents died."
The King's Men (All for the Game Book 3), Nora Sakavic
Andrew's disinterest in his psychological well-being was what had drawn Neil to him in the first place: the realization that Andrew would never flinch away from whatever poison was eating Neil alive.
The King's Men (All for the Game Book 3), Nora Sakavic
Andrew caught the back of Neil's neck in a bruising grip to keep him from retreating. He pulled Neil's head toward him and blew smoke in Neil's face.
"This is not revenge," Andrew said. "I warned him what I would do to him if he touched me. This is me keeping my word."
The King's Men (All for the Game Book 3), Nora Sakavic
"When I first said you would be Court, why were you upset with me?"
"Because I knew it'd never happen," Neil said, "but I wanted it anyway."
The Raven King (All for the Game Book 2), Nora Sakavic
‘I think,’ said Berenger, ‘that the only person in this place who shows me their real face is you.’
Pet: A Captive Prince Short Story (Captive Prince Short Stories Book 4), C. S. Pacat
‘I can’t believe you’ve never visited the coupling gardens. Do you feel no desires at all? Come on.’
‘Ancel, I don’t think that—’
‘Look, it’s those flowers from that boring poem that you like,’ Ancel announced proudly. He stood in front of the spray of white flowers.
Berenger had stopped. The flowers were night blooming, filling the air with a delicate scent. His eyes took in the sight, then after a moment, he moved forward to touch one of them, gently.
Pet: A Captive Prince Short Story (Captive Prince Short Stories Book 4), C. S. Pacat
They were beautiful, a clear, deep green cut in smooth geometric patterns, each angle gleaming, and he’d seen pets today in their jewels, and knew this was as rich a gift as any of them.
‘I love them.’ Ancel was overflowing with happiness, and it felt infectious, spilling out into his words, and into Berenger’s new smile watching him. ‘I love them,’ said Ancel. ‘I’d sleep with you right now. I might even enjoy it for once.’
He stopped.
‘High praise,’ said Berenger, dryly.
‘Of course, with you, I’d—’
‘Oh, of course,’ said Berenger.
Pet: A Captive Prince Short Story (Captive Prince Short Stories Book 4), C. S. Pacat
‘Well, I’m going to need a lot more jewels,’ Ancel said, his annoyance returning with a snap. ‘I know you like boring young men in cotton shirts, but I can’t wander around the palace looking like this.’
Berenger was staring at him again, like Ancel was a stranger he was meeting for the first time.
Ancel lifted his chin. ‘What? I intend to make the most of our time at court. I am incredibly good at my chosen profession. Not that you’d know that.’
‘It’s possible I didn’t realise how good until now.’ Berenger was still gazing at him with that new look in his eyes. After a long moment, ‘Do you even like horses?’
‘I can’t read,’ said Ancel.
‘I see,’ said Berenger.
Pet: A Captive Prince Short Story (Captive Prince Short Stories Book 4), C. S. Pacat
"‘I’m glad you’re here,’ said Laurent. ‘I always thought that I’d have to face my uncle alone.’
He turned to look at Damen, and their eyes met.
‘You’re not alone,’ said Damen.
Laurent didn’t answer, but he did give a smile, and reached out to touch Damen, wordlessly."
Kings Rising, C.S. Pacat
"‘I would court you,’ said Damen, ‘with all the grace and courtesy that you deserve.’
He undid the first lace on Laurent’s shirt, and the fabric began to open, a glimpse of the hollow of his throat. Laurent’s lips were parted, his breath hardly stirring.
Damen said, ‘There’d be no lies between us.’
He opened the second lace, felt the low throb of his own pulse, the warmth of Laurent’s skin as his fingers moved to the third.
‘We’d have time,’ Damen said, ‘to be together.’
And in the warm flame light, he lifted his hand and cupped Laurent’s cheek, and then leaned in, and kissed him on the lips, gently."
Kings Rising, C.S. Pacat