11. Second round

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Neymar's POV

I thought it was gonna be one of those many times I'd turn around to see a random person's face. Another morning of the several I've been through this month. But no.

The first difference were the hands that ran under the covers to grab my hips and clutch me tight. When I tried to wriggle, my back found his chest and strong thighs and I felt his laugh in my ear, making the hairs of my nape bristle.

He loosened up the hold of my hip to let me turn around. I faced him with a smile on my face. ''You are pretty in the morning'' His voice came out husky and sexy.

''You are really pretty yourself, and your morning voice is simply the sexiest one I've ever heard''

He hugged me tighter pulling me closer to him to place a peck on my lips. ''Are we still in Brazil?''

''Yup. Davi's at Rafa's house''

''This feels like Heaven on Earth'' he closed his eyes and took a hand to his face, shaking his head. Oh my God. I wanted to see him like this always, by my side, smiling to me and saying all the cheesy things I had wanted him to say.

I stood up, letting him see my bare back and it felt so weird even though we had seen each other so many times. I felt vulnerable. I felt like he was seeing a part of me that I hadn't ever shown before, not only because I was naked. When I opened the window and turned around he was watching me through half-lidded eyes.

''You are everything I was looking for, Neymar''

I felt myself turning red at his words. He stood up and held me from my back kissing my neck. Turning around I held his shoulders and kissed him passionately. It started slow and sweet until I felt his tongue licking my lower lip begging for an entrance to my mouth, that I granted him without thinking. Our tongues tangled together making me let out a soft moan, at which he smiled.

''Up for a second round?'' He looked at me confused and huffed.

''Maybe later. Time to take a shower, come on'' he slapped my buttcheek and we stumbled across the room reaching the bathroom, opening the cold water because we were almost soaking in sweat.

He scrubbed my shoulders and my neck relaxing my back and I let out a loud sigh, pressing my butt against his crotch. He stopped me, grabbing my arms. ''Davi's waiting for us'' and rinsed off the soap.

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Someone knocked the door of the house we were staying in as Leo was shaving his stubble. We were in one of those low middle class houses one of my relatives lived in as I was a kid, lost in a chill ghetto.

I answered with a ''yes'' and the face of the kid standing at the door went white. Sometimes I forget who I am. ''Need something?''

''S-sugar''

''Yeah'' I took the bag of things we brought with Leo, handing it to him.

''Thank you, mmm.. Sir'' The kid turned around and ran to his house with clear excitement.

''Ready to go pick up Davi?''

''Yeah, put your hood on. A kid just came and recognized me''

We pulled our hoods up and got out, we walked as fast as he could carrying our stuff. We left the house in a bit of a chaotic state, but I was sure Rafa would take care of it if I asked nicely enough.

''Mommy I swear, it was Neymar! He lives there!'' I could hear the kid in the distance. Leo shook his head frowning and we started to run forwards an open street. I realized Leo was bare-footed and cursing under his breath.

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