Haven't met you yet

4. I don't care

Neymar's P.O.V

Marc appeared to be pretty close when Lionel Messi's car unblocked the view, he was waving at me and squinting his blue eyes because of the sun. We were facing each other now and he was smiling like it was his birthday.

''Do you wanna hang out tonight?''

I scratched the back of my head watching the car go.

"Yeah, why not?"

''I was told you were kind of taken, you know'' He had a devilish grin playing in his lips.

''Well, whoever said that was lying, see you at 9, Marc''

I turned around and started walking towards my car. I felt guilty for saying yes to Marc but I really wasn't in the mood to care about a thing for today.

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Marc and I were so complex and mismatched we didn't even fit in the ambiance of the fancy place, but he was beautiful. He had a really contagious smile, putting his tongue between his white teeth and deep blue eyes. His lips were almost as gorgeous as Leo's.

He realized I was staring at his lips and leaned in for a kiss, closing the gap left between us and licked me, practically asking me to give him entrance. He moved from my lips to my cheekbone, then to my ear sucking sweetly on my lobe making me feel hot on the inside and maybe I wouldn't feel like this a next time, not for a long time. Marc was the only person I had in the moment. Barcelona had started to feel like a strange place for me since hours ago. So I muttered "wanna go to my place? It's near."

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As soon as I closed the door of my living room he shoved me against it lifting up my shirt and taking it off. He kissed me with such passion. I took off his shirt and we fell on top of the sofa, His hands traveled down from my hair to my waist, he had started to kiss my neck. That was going to leave a mark. He was kissing my abs when he started to pull down my pants. In that point I was moaning, consciously wanting him to be other, consciously wanting his mouth to belong to somebody else.

"Fuck... Leo"

This time his damp lips didn't follow the path of kisses towards my navel. Marc froze in place, stopping and huffing in disbelief and we shared stares, me going completely red.

He stared at me for what seemed like hours. I could see the amusement in his eyes. Marc looked at the floor smiling to himself.

''This had never happened to me before.. I should leave''

''Marc, I'm...''

He stood up, pulling my pants up since they were hanging around my hips and hushed me, putting a finger on my lips. I watched him go, latching the door behind him.

''Sorry'' 

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ao3 link:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/2188806/chapters/4929681

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