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hiii 🫶 could you please write some fluff with ii and reader, maybe reader kisses all over his face?

I’m coming with you

It was rare for you two to link up your schedules; life just always had a funny way of messing your plans up. In the beginning, it annoyed ii. not in a way that he blamed you but because some unknown power was preventing him from spending time with you and making it harder for you two to be with each other.

So when your boss approved your vacation days and they added up perfectly to the upcoming festival you could barely contain the excitement. So the days till you had to go to Germany had left you giddy with joy. The morning of the day ii was supposed to leave had started as usual. While any other morning he was pretty quick to get up and go to the gym even before you had woken up. On days when he was leaving, even in his sleep, you could tell that he was dreading the moment of letting go.

So just like always you let your fingers slowly run up and down his arms, which were tightly wrapped around your middle, drawing mindless shapes. “Don’t wake me up”, he muttered, nuzzling your shoulder. You let out a light chuckle, “I got to drop you off at Sam’s, baby”, you muttered, letting your eyes fall to the feeling of him holding you. “No”, he grunted and you didn’t even had to see his face to know that he was frowning.

“I’ll drive you, we can stop to get a drink”, you coaxed, turning in his embrace. ii slowly peeled one of his eyes open making you let out a chuckle, “Come on, I promise you will enjoy this”, Your fingers slowly threaded through his hair. “I don’t know how you can say that leaving you will ever be fun”, ii shook his head, leaning in to kiss your forehead before slowly sitting up.

You bit your lip watching his shoulders droop as he let out a sigh before moving to stretch his muscles. “Okay, show off”, you showed his side playful as he flexed his back muscles. The slight frown he had moments ago was replaced with a slight grin. “You like the view?”, he wiggled his eyebrows. “Get out of bed you idiot”, chuckling you pulled the covers off, pushing your knee into his hip. “Oh, you’re playing dirty”, he clicked his tongue before turning to you his arms caging you in as you squalled beneath him. Your laughter managed to pull a smile from him as he too giggled beneath his breath, carefully letting his body fall over yours.

ii’a arms snaked around your body as the laughter slowly died down, pulling you closer. A slight sigh left his lips once more as he nuzzled closer. “Do you want to know a secret?”, you muttered softly. “That you love me?”, ii lifted his head ever so slightly. “That’s not a secret, ii”, you pinched his cheek, aa he narrowed his eyes. “I’m coming with you”, your voice was barely a whisper but you could tell when his brain picked up on your words. “No, you’re not”, he mustered. “My luggage is in the car, I’m driving us straight to the location Sam gave me”, you nodded slightly, “We will be together the whole time-“, but you didn’t get to finish your sentence as ii once again threw his weight at you. “Excited much?”, you teased lovingly. “How long did you know?”, he shook his head. “You were only supposed to find out at Sam’s but I couldn’t look at your sad face any longer”, you admitted, brushing some of his messy hair away from his face. “So I’m not sharing a bed with Vessel?”, he asked making you chuckle. “No, well… unless”, “No, don’t even think about finishing that sentence”, ii grunted, clasping a hand over your mouth.

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You're baaaaaaack!!! 🙌😭

Hey, baby bean! No tears ✨🫧🤍

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Hi bubbles! 🫧

I hope things get better for you each day. Sometimes, we need breaks from things before we're able to come back to it.

Take your time and never fold under the pressure of people saying you aren't posting enough. You're so kind to even write anything for anyone! And if there comes a day where you don't want to write anymore, I'd hope you'd consider not deleting your works.

Your writings have brought me so much joy in times that it was needed, and I love being able to revisit when things feel dark. They're just a glimmer of happiness that warm my heart. ♥︎

Sorry this is so long. I just wanted you to know you have so much support, and I'm so grateful for all that you have done for us. 🤍💫🫧

Take care of yourself x

You guys are truly a blessing, thank you so much for stopping by to share your love. I always wanted to have a place where everyone could feel safe and find a little something for themselves. Thank you so much for being a part of this weird bubble family. ✨🫧

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Hi

Don’t let anyone be mean to you on here it’s completely okay to take a break and not post as much!!

That being said you are an incredible writer and I love “mystery of love” it’s literally amazing pls don’t ever delete it!!

Thank you so much my darling! I really appreciate your kind words it truly means a lot to me. 🤍✨

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Hey bubbles, just checking in, hope you’re doing better!

-✨

Heeeello! I am still riding a struggle buss but now I’m just sick doing so. Work has been draining me raw so I barely have time to function. Hope you all are doing okay!🤍🫧🫧🫧

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I hope you're doing okay Bubbles I sent you a big bear hug whenever you are!!

Sending you a virtual cuddle! You shall be cuddled!🪄

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Omg omg pleaseeee more grumpy ii x sunshine reader 😭😭😭 I am OBSESSED (thanks to u)

Rain cloud

It’s one of those things where he’s not sure why and what is happening. Quite frankly II doesn’t even notice that he’s behaving any differently when it comes to you. To him, it feels as if nothing is out of the ordinary but it’s the look his friends are giving him that says otherwise. “You are a rainbow cloud with her”, iii points as the rest of the tokens nodding along. “Oh get lost you lot”, ii grunts. “No, see, have you heard him use a tone like this with her, ever?”, ivy chirps in too. “It’s because she knows what boundaries mean”, ii sighs, picking up his things. “Did you teach her your boundaries”, and it’s a death glare that iii is met with. “Don’t. You. Ever. Talk about her in that sense”, a warning finger is jabbed into iii chest and even if he is way taller than ii, the drummer looks scary. “Yeah, he’s in love”, Vessel sighs, making ii curse beneath his breath.

You however are pretty clueless to this too. Never really understanding why people call ii an old grump or a rain cloud. Yeah, he kept his expressions pretty cool but the hints of emotions were always there. A little smile, a cheeky smirk. And there was never really any sign of actual frustration in his eyes. When you don’t find him in his usual spot on a Friday evening when the band usually rehearsed you couldn’t help a slight frown yourself.

“Hey, Ivy”, you mutter, as the guitarist flashes you a bright smile, “Hey, sugar cakes”. “Have you seen ii?”, a knowing smile spreads over his face, “missing your boy?”, he teases making you roll your eyes. “He’s mopping outside they fought…ishh”, he sighs, “you know how he gets with iii”. You cross your arms over your chest, shooting him a glare. “Fine, we teased him a bit too much”, ivy admits. “Idiots”, you point a finger at him. “Helping the cards play out”, he winks walking away.

You slip outside with ease instantly spotting ii. His eyes are closed, head tilted to the sun. You tap a can of Red Bull onto his shoulder and his head instantly snaps to you. “I did hand them their asses back there”, you hook a thumb over your shoulder. The corner of his lips tilts upwards. “Want to tell me what happened?”, you mutter sitting on the chair close to him but ii just frowns, pulling at it till you sit right next to him and he’s pulling your legs over his lap.

“Sometimes I feel like they are teenagers not grown men”, ii sighs, cracking the can open. “Well… you fall into that category too at times”, you shrug making him roll his eyes. His fingers draw soft circles over your ankles. “It was about you”, he admits after a moment of silence. “Me?”, you shake your head.

“That’s I’m different when it comes to you”, he sighs, “soft and all”. You bite your lip to hide your smile, “Is that a bad thing?”, you ask. “No, I mean… I don’t feel different”, ii shrug. “well you don’t cuss me out”, you chuckle, making him snort, “well you never do anything to make me want to do that”. You reach out, brushing your fingers through his hair, “Just be you, I like that the most”. Ii’s met yours, “funny, I’m always me when I’m with you”, his blue eyes look right through you and for a moment you two just look at one another.

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bubbles!!!!!! i need vessel with a breeding kink 😵‍💫 i’m not okay

Again… smut…

Baby…

The first time it came up you both had been too much in the moment to notice, words were beyond you both and the only thing that mattered was the pleasure you two shared. Nor did you ever make anything out of him whimpering “Let me fill you up”, or “I’ll fuck it right into you”, it was hot, he was possessive and if anything you would grow wetter from it. It only clicked in when you start to pick up on how responsive Vessel is when you’re ovulating. It’s as if he can sense it, smell the arousal on you. And the smallest of fluctuations in your body has him hard.

You’re just freshly out of the shower, he’s in bed playing with his switch, humming some random tune beneath his breath. “Darling”, you mutter, stepping into the bedroom. His eyes are instantly on you, the predator's gaze piercing right through you. “Want to see something fun”, you smirk, Vessel licks his lips, sitting up slightly as he nods. You crawl onto the mattress, settling into his lap before letting the towel drop. His eyes stay on you, the respectful side of him still managing to win… for now.

“Do they look different to you?”, and his dick twitches from the inclination alone, “cause they feel heavier”, the innocents in your voice has Vessel cursing as his palm reaches over your hips, before itching towards your breasts. “They are… the sports bra…”, he swallows, referring to the clothes you had on prior. “They were spilling out, right? I thought i was seeing things”, you sighed, pushing your breasts together, “Jesus”, vessel grunts, pushing you closer to him, his lips finding your shoulder, before he leaned down, licking over the swell of your breast, sicking onto your perky nipples. “Vess”, you whimper, bucking into him. And for a heartbeat, there’s nothing else just his mouth lapping up your sensitive peak, while rubbing your other breast.

“I feel so fertile this month”, those six words are enough to make Vessel halt. “I swear I feel it, it all feels…”, “Don’t say shit like that”, Vessel grunts, pushing you backwards, your back flush against the mattress. “Wh…why”, you whimper blinking up at him. His hips buck against you, as he tries to keep his breathing steady. “Vessel”, you call out, reaching for his face. “Yn, i… you need to stop or i will fuck you… fuck…”, he whimpers as his eyes fall on you. That’s when your mind finally clicks. You let it wash over you before your hands reach for his sweatpants.

“Baby…”, it’s a full-on warning, his way of letting you know that after this there would be no undoing. “Fuck your cum into me baby”, you muse, dipping your hand into his pant as you palm him in your hand. Rubbing the precum overall. “Darling”, vessel mewls, bucking into your palm, “you can fuck me raw…”, you bite your lip, “while I'm at my peak ripeness just…”, you kiss him, “for you”.

He’s off the bed in a heartbeat, stripping off his pants before he pulls you closer to the edge of the bed by your ankles. You only just managed to brace yourself at his lower stomach as Vessel pushed in. His cock stretches you out painfully but the slickness already between your legs is enough to ease the discomfort.

“Vess”, you cry out, feeling the familiar ache of him between your legs. The one that never faded no matter how much you two fucked. Vessel whimper, bucking his hips as he hooks his palms beneath your ass so he could pull you even closer. “Say it”, you urge him, “say what you want to do”, you beg, reaching to play with your tits as you watch him. “You…”, he whimpers, his thrusts messy and desperate. “Let me fuck…”, Vessel mewls, “fuck a baby into you”, you can’t help but moan, Vessel following right suit.

“Fuck, I want you to cum in me”, you nod. “Yeah?”, he crocks out, “so deep inside you, you would feel me for days, huh”, he thrusts into you, the nudging to your cervix making your toes curl. “You like the thought of being all full with my cum, pregnant with my baby”, you can feel him twitching inside you at his own words. And all you can do is nod, a dumb fuck kind of nod as you bite your lips, “Please, give it to me”, you plead, clamping around him before pulling your legs closer to your chest.

“Fucking, mix”, Vessel grunts and the new angle, the depth, the fact that he could so clearly see himself moving inside you. “I will cum inside you and you will take it”, he orders thickly, “keep my dick inside you for hours no morning-after pill will save you”, the promise has you crying out with please, the mix between his name and things you can’t even make out.

And it’s the final plea from your lips, your fingers gripping Vessel’s side that has his dick twitching with a release. “Fuuuck”, his body falls over yours as he lazily thrusts inside you, coating your walls white. “Thank you, thank you”, you whisper, wrapping your legs around his hips, savoring the moment of fullness.

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I am DESPERATE for some iii smut please and thank you! Saying I’m obsessed with your writing is an understatement 😩

Smut obviously….I loved this a bit too much, I think… Thank you for your kind words. 🤍

Crucified with pleasure

It was more or less like this from the start. After all you two had found each other just based on the sexual preference, figuring that particular information over a tipsy truth or dare. And then there it was, a needy text here and there. A room number in a hotel the whole team was staying at. And then it all just a tumbled down a rocky hill.

“Good girl”, iii grunts into your ear, one palm pressing your shoulder blade into the mattress as he fucks you from behind. You cry out into the sheets, nails digging into the mattress. He bucks his hips bottoming out full force, the cry that slips past your lips, a dizzying squeal makes iii chuckle, “There she is, woke you up, little slut, haven’t I”, with fistfuls of your hair between his fingers iii pulls you up, the shift of your bodies, the depth of his throbbing cock filling you has you arching back.

“I can’t”, you whimper, finding support in his thighs as he bounces you up and down his dick. “You can”, he grunts, “can and will”, biting your ear he lets his lips brush over your shoulder. “Baby… I”, you shake your head, the fluttering you’ve lived in for the past hour slowly drowning you. Because he’s everywhere. In every part of your. Every cell buzzing with pleasure iii rips out of you over and over and over again.

“I’ll tell you when you can’t take any more”, he grunts and you know that he’s right. That no one knows your body the way he does. Reaching over he lets his hand roam over your breast, rolling the sensitive nipples between his fingers, the hickeys he had left already blooming in light purple all over them. “Iii”, you cry out clenching around him, the gummy walls sucking him right in, “fuck, yeah”, he moans throwing his head back as he throbs deep within your walls. And then it’s a blip in reality as iii once again shoves your face into the mattress, pressing you into the sheets as he ruts into you. The thrust is so precise and sharp the sound of the headboard hitting the wall is suddenly the loudest in the room. Your hand reaches back, pulling at the wrist that’s keeping you down as you whimper, “Come on, be a good girl”, iii grunts, gripping your hips, “cum and take me with you”, he swats your ass with the back of his palm and it’s all it takes. “Iii-ahhh”, you arch back meeting his brutal thrust as you come undone. Feeling the ropes of warmth filling you right up, gushing down your thighs. Iii is the one still keeping your hips up, your body fully gone, crucified by pleasure.

“Shhhh”, iii leans over, pushing his fingers into your mouth as he presses a kiss to the side of your head, “Feel it out baby, ride it out”, his lazy strokes still sending shockwaves through your body. “Such a good girl”, he praises, pulling his damp fingers out as he moves to rub your sensitive clit once more making you shake your head. But he’s bringing them right back to your mouth, dripping with cum, “open up, sweet thing”, and you do, sticking your tongue out just like when he’s about to cum and you’re on your knees in front of him, hazy eyes looking up at him. Iii curses beneath his breath as you swirl your tongue around his fingers.

And you can tell from the look on his face that tonight is far from being over. He pulls out without a warning, a gush of cum following suit. He lets it drip over his still semi-hard dick, rubbing the mixture of you two, “Come here, clean up your messes”, he pulls at your ankle bringing you closer once more.

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(source)

I am unwell.

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Had the shittiest day ever and I’m dying from cramps so I bought myself a tub of ben and jerry’s and a pizza and I might go put spells on people when I’m done rotting.

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Then say that you are no longer an active blog duhh spare everyone the trouble

Respectfully.

I’ll send you my leave papers personally

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When are you gonna start posting more again it’s been over a month and you’re giving us nothing? I sent my ask weeks ago!?!

Hey, darling. I totally understand the frustration, I know that you all want to see your requests come to life and as I said I am very sorry that I can be as active here as I was before. I just need to be a bit more present in my life right now because there are so many things going on and so many people require a lot more of my attention. So most of the time I’m just a bit too brain dead to be creative when even talking vitamins is a chore now. 🫂✨

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Hello 😊

I just finished reading "I Whisper Secrets to My Mirror" and absolutely loved it!! Are you maybe considering a second part?

Hey, my darling! So happy you had fun reading my fever dream. 😄 Honestly I haven’t thought about it but I wouldn’t say I’m super opposed to it. So we will see. 🫡⭐️

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Hiii hope all is well!

Are you going to update mystery of love? It’s literally so good and I love your writings so much 😭 ❤️

Hope you have a great day!!

Hello, darling! I was actually planning on deleting it. Do a story purge and just get ride of some stuff or most stuff but I’m trying to hold off till I’m in a better mood and people who yap hate towards it aren’t as loud. So we will see. 🤍

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a sin i breathe

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I whisper secrets to my mirror

a/n idk this came to me in a dream last night so here we are now. I had to let this out of my system. Also, I haven’t written properly in a month so apologies if this sucks ass. 🫂✨

summery: take a gamble… one night leads to a handful of chased pleasure. So let’s whisper secrets to the mirror maybe at the end we will get to see each other clearer.

warning: FWB, sexual content, female and male receiving but also a plot… right…

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Noah had a strict rule when it came to seeing people. He wanted his life to stay off the internet at all cost and by now he was more than aware that letting random people into his bed was like a time bomb waiting to explode. So once bad omens took off, he cut off almost all the careless hookups. He wasn’t a priest, of course, he still had needs. But the bigger his band got, the harder it became to enjoy a careless night out because no matter what he always felt as if a dagger hung right above his neck.

You fell into his lap quite literally. The whole team had agreed to go for a round of drinks after the end of the tour. Bryan had been the one to point you out in the crowd. “That’s my buddy’s sister, moved here for uni I think”, he muttered something along the lines. Or that was all Noah heard before every part of him was consumed by you. That whole night had been a blur. All Noah was confident in was your smile. He would never forget you smile. One that still had him in a chokehold. And that red dress that looked as if it was painted on your body until it wasn’t and he was fucking into you from behind in a random bathroom stall. All procession thrown out the window. Moaning as if there was no tomorrow. Kissing your shoulder as he muttered your name.

And then there was one big blur again as he woke up the next morning. Nothing made sense but all Noah saw was you when he closed his eyes. Just the throbbing hangover had brought a wave of realization too. And he had spent good two hours trying to find your profile and another two trying to come up with a decent message. He had scribbled an awkward, “Hi, last night was fun but I don’t usually do that so sorry that I wasn’t in a state to take you home”, he regretted it instantly but the moment the three dots appeared he forgot how to breathe. “I can still feel you between my legs”, was the first thing you responded with, and fuck if his dick didn’t twitch at the thought of how you had felt. “Took the morning-after pill so you have nothing to worry about”, and there went all his arousal. So he kept in touch. Slightly growing paranoid. A month he had told himself. Till you get your period and he could make sure that you weren’t pregnant by accident. He just didn’t take it into the consideration that four weeks was a long time and growing familial in a month wasn’t all that hard. Not when you had tumbled back into bed not even a week later.

So tonight, as Noah anxiously tapped his steering wheel, ridden with stress about the tour preparations, he couldn’t wait to see you again. He had texted you to say that he was coming to your apartment. He just didn't wait for your response, too desperate to see you. Get a fix you offered. Just you. Because it settled something in him. Being there with you made him feel like he could do anything.

Noah held up two bags of takeout, as you opened the door. A slight frown on your face. “Hey", Noah muttered leaning against your doorframe. “Hey, I was just texting you back”, you gestured to your phone. He stepped into the apartment with a hum, setting the takeout down on the kitchen counter. "Don’t need to bother with that now”, Noah leaned against the counter, eyeing you from across the room. You looked tired. The dark circles you tried to hide with the concealer… yeah he saw through you. He had from the first moment. It was scary how it felt as if he had known you his whole life.

"Long day?", he muttered as you patted closer, peaking into the bags of food. “I mean… I guess?”, you mussed, reaching to put your hair up in a messy bun, running a hand down your face before turning to him, “What brought you here?”

"Like I texted you. I'm tired and stressed, I missed you.", he watched you move around with that look in his eyes. The desperation almost. You never really liked your man needy but had made the exception for Noah. “Careful, or I will assume that I am your favorite booty call”, you chuckled, opening one of the boxes up, taking a fried dumpling before plopping it into your mouth. Noah rolled his eyes, a crooked smirk appearing on his face as he watched you take a seat across from him.

“You are, the only one too", he said bluntly, watching you roll your eyes. It always felt domestic with you. It was stupid honestly but even watching you eat had become special to him. Noah leaned against your fridge, so he could face you properly, hands rubbing his face as he gave out a long sigh. “Aren’t you gonna eat?”, you asked, tilting your head to the side as your eyes landed on him. Noah glanced over at the food sitting beside him on the table, then back at you, "Not in the mood. Too many things on my mind." He was tired. He knew you could sense it too. Yet he did what he always had. Shutting his brain off as he let himself take you in. Crossing his arms over his chest as his eyes roamed up and down your body, almost shamelessly, a smirk slowly spreading on his face.

You pushed the box with food to the side, “Want to talk about it or TALK about it?”, you mused, leaning against the kitchen counter. Noah raised an eyebrow, a chuckle leaving his lips. He wanted to be cheeky like you. After all your personality had won him over in a heartbeat. But the day’s weight was too heavy on his shoulders so instead of suppressing it like he usually did, he let himself let out another sigh, as he muttered, "I'm just… stressed. Tour and planning and everyone and their fucking opinions. Just thinking of all the things that need to get done and it's all just…”, Noah trailed off, running a hand through his hair. You watched him now, those assesing eyes dissecting him on the spot.

“Do you want to fuck this out of your system or are we talking about it?”, you asked bluntly. He blinked a couple of times, a smirk spreading across his face before a scoff left his mouth. You were always so blunt with things like this, after all, you were the one who had asked to fuck the first time you met. That was probably why he had said yes too. It was a transaction. Just two horny people. You didn’t want anything to do with the fame, the band, him as a musician. And fuck it he loved it.

“Can’t it be both?", he shrugged in return. “What comes first?”, you mused, smiling at him all innocently. It was tricky. Was fucking and then dumping his problems onto you worse? "Talking”, he nodded, “then we can fuck", you nodded, pushing off the counter as you reached for his hand. “Okay then”, you mused, dragging him towards the living room. And he followed without any hesitation. Like a lost puppy trailing after you.

“Sit, and then lay your head on my lap”, you ordered him, pointing to the sofa as you too settled down. Noah nodded, slowly lying back, head resting on your lap as he looked up at you with a cocky smile. A similar expression lit up your features as you ran your finger over his lips, before slowly moving your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp, making Noah let out a deep moan. “Your booty side hoe and psychologists at your service”, you snickered. He smirked at your words once more, eyes opening again as he looked up at you from his position on your lap, "It's a lot to expect of one person, you know." You let out an overly dramatic sigh, “What can I say, you got me working overtime here” He chuckled, watching you so casually working your fingers through his hair. Making him want to lean into your touch, enjoying the feeling of your fingers running through his hair, eyes falling shut again as he spoke, "well fuck", Nowh said, his voice low, almost a grumble, "You're too good to me."

“You do come with a perk or two”, you shrugged. "Care to share some of those perks?", Noah asked, his voice low as he wiggled his brows. “Oh shut up, I ain’t about to praise you too, that comes with extra pay”, you teased, as Noah rolled his eyes, "come on, you're such a killjoy. I just want a little bit of your love." Now it was your time to rolled your eyes. Love had been a fleeting word between you two for a while now. But you never let it actually hit home. You couldn’t. “You still need to replace my bedframe after your last performance”, tapping Noah’s chest, looking at that knowing smile spreading on his face. That image and night had kept him up for quite some time. The bed frame had broke early in the morning. Noah had instantly grabbed for you, wrapping you up in his arms as he turned you over. He wasn’t sure why that had been his first reaction but it had been. Cause a part of him sensed danger and it felt like a no-brainer.

After a beat, he looked up at you again, eyes roaming down your body one more time. "Yeah, I'm still sorry about that. I'll get you a new bed altogether." “You’re sorry?”, you snorted, “you said it was the best orgasm of your life.” He smiled at the memory, nodding, "Yeah, it was fantastic. I don't think the bed frame agreed, though”, he shrugged, making you tip your head back as you laughed. Warmth spread through Noah’s chest at the sound alone. His hands began tracing up and down your legs, moving from your knees to your thighs, up and down, up and down.

He felt you clenching your legs together, running your hand down his neck as you pinched his chin. "That bed frame wasn't the only thing we broke, though." He said, smirking once again as he watched you from his place on your lap. You frowned, “what else broke?” He chuckled, a low, amused sound as the smirk on his face widened. "Let's see… I think I left a pretty nasty mark on your-" He lifted his head from her lap as he made a show of thinking for a moment, acting like he didn't already know the answer. You let out a gasp, hitting his chest, “you’re nasty…”, your cheeks going red as you shook your head. And once again there was something about knowing that he could do that. Affect you. Makes you squirm.

"I'm not that nasty.", Noah mused, turning slightly so he could kiss your exposed skin, thanking all lucky stars for the skimpy shorts you had on, “I can prove it too", muttering against your skin before biting your inner thigh. “Mhm… where are you spitting this time then?”, your voice was breathy, as you pulled at him. Noah chuckled as you called him out, his hands moving from your legs to gently grab your hips as he pulled the both of you to a sitting position. He gave your ass a little swat as you settled on his lap, "Where do you want it this time?" There was a moment of shock there before your eyes caught the same fire. The one blazing in his own. Your palm came up his neck, nails already digging into his skin, “Surprise me”, you mused. A small moan left his mouth as Noah moved his hands to grab your hips, moving his fingers beneath the hem of the shirt you were wearing.

“Just”, you nibbled on his lip, “Don’t blow in your pants this time”, Noah groaned, rolling his eyes at your response, a hand moving to grab the back of your neck. It had only happened once. He had been desperate and it had been a while since he had been sexual with anyone. “I'm sure I could last for about 20 minutes…", he paused for a beat before adding, "…on a good day." You snorted, throwing your head back with laughter once more. A different kind of laughter. A genuine one. He couldn't blame you, it was a stupid comment, and he was honestly proud of himself that it made you laugh. Yet it was short-lived since your neck was exposed to him now. So he leaned in nibbling at your throat as he pushed you down onto his already throbbing cock. You whimpered, “Oh I don’t doubt it, I’ve seen your honest work”, you mussed, teasing him.

"You've gotten to watch firsthand, haven't you?", he stated proudly, “You’re an idiot”, you shook your head leaning in to crash your lips against him, grinding against him. He was shocked for a split second, before he relaxed into your kiss, closing his eyes as you took what you wanted. One of his hands moved to the back of your head, holding you in place as he kissed you back hungrily. He moved his hand on your ass, pulling you closer, wanting to feel all of you against him. You pulled at his shirt, yanking it over his head, “Let me help you forget”.

Noah nodded, desperate eyes watching you pulling your own shirt over your head. Lushes breast bouncing with movement right in front of him. “I need you”, he grunted, leaning in, letting his tongue move over the perky nipple. “I know baby”, you cooed, “That’s why you came here after all”, and there was almost a tad of bitterness in your voice but you knew that he was too desperate to notice it. To let it sink in.

"You got that right”, Noah said with a smirk, "But… there's something I forgot to mention…", but you bit his earlobe, making Noah groan as he leaned his head to the side. With one more chased kiss you slid off his lap, sinking to your knees in front of him, eyes looking up. You could see him clenching his jaw as he looked down at you, legs spreading just a tad to make more room for you. So you liked your lips, smirked at him, before pulling at his pants.

"Baby, you don't have to", he grunted, letting out a low rumble as he pulled his eyes away from you to look around the room for a second. At anything other than the goddess in front of him. “Shh, sit back and enjoy”, you kissed his thigh, eyes never leaving his. Noah knew you were going to take care of him… you always did… you always took care of him in more than one way. He leaned his head back, a silent sigh leaving his mouth as you finally wrapped your fingers around his aching cock, spreading the precum all over. “Baby”, he whined, watching you swirl your tongue around the very tip before taking him all into your mouth. His hips bucked up, he couldn’t help it. As you bobbed your head, taking him all in, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you gagged. “Fuck, fuck you feel so…”, Noah grunted, taking fistfuls of your hair between his fingers. Your choked-out moans filled the space, sending pleasure all through Noah’s body. “I could die for you on your knees”, he stated, pushing your head down his length as your drool coated his thighs. “Come on… spit on it baby”, he demanded and you instantly did as told. Pumping him in your hand as you spat the mixture of you both on the tip of his dick, keeping direct eye contact as you leaned in to lick all the way up the throbbing crown. “Jesus”, Noah ran a hand down his face as you wrapped your lips around him once more, keeping that deadly rhythm. But this was dangerous. He was too worked up.

“Come here”, pulling you back up, he watched as his dick slid out your mouth with a pop. Panting, as you climbed up his lap once more. His fingers gently wiped the tears away from your cheeks. Your eyes locked for just a heartbeat before you crashed your lips into his once more. His hands instinctively went to grab your hips, before he dipped his hand between your thighs pushing the skimpy material to the side. “Noah”, you whimpered, bracing yourself against his shoulders, so he could slide into you with ease. “You’re ready? You’re sure?”, he pulled back, looking right at you, the very tip of him lingering right there, right by your entrance. So you didn’t bother to answer, sinking into him as you pressed your forehead against him. “Shit”, “Noah, fuck”, you both grunted in unison as you slowly bottomed out. Just breathing together in the feeling of each other. Noah was the one who pulled your hips forward, urging you to move. “So… big”, you mewled, as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing your chest against him. Noah instantly moved his arms around your torso, kissing your shoulder, “such a good girl, look at you”, he praised as you rocked your hips back and forth, nuzzling against him whimpering in his ear every time he hit that delicious spot deep within. This felt different in a way. It wasn’t that you always fucked, there were more intimate moments too but this felt raw somehow deeper than before. “Noah”, you cried out, snapping him back to the moment as he moved his hands beneath your bum helping you ride him as you slowly began to clench around him.

“Baby”, you pulled back, hair falling behind your shoulder as you cupped his cheeks, leaning in to kiss him. “I’ve got you gorgeous, cum for me”, Noah urged you on, kissing your collarbone before leaning in to lick up your breast. Biting your lip you clenched around him, feeling the throbbing vein pulsing each time you bottomed out. “I will…”, you whimper before the blissful flames erupt. “Shittt”, Noah whines with a loud growl, pulling you all the way down as you both come undone. You let your head fall on his shoulder as you tried to move through the last bits of chased pleaser. You could hear Noah’s heart pounding in his chest as you lean in to press a tender kiss to his neck. His still slightly shaky fingers moved to thread through your hair. These moments always frighten you. Even more so the fact that you craved them. Him staying. Holding you in his arms. So even if it was chased and careless you snuggled closer to him, wrapping your arms around him. “You’re okay?”, Noah muttered, kissing the side of your head. “I am, always when I’m with you”, you whispered looking up at him, Noah smiled down at you softly, moving his hand between you both. “Don’t”, you clasp his wrist, clenching around him, “Just for a moment”, you whisper shyly. Noah clenched his jaw, settling back down as he brings your body full flesh to flesh with his. “You know that I would give anything to you”, he admitted and the sound of these words hit him like a punch. The realization of it. The promise of it. Unsettled him slightly but he was selfish like that so he stayed put, holding you because all of a sudden letting go felt impossible to imagine.