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jxckyx3 · 2 years ago

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Hi!

A lot of personal stuff has happened lately and I dunno if I'll be able to post as much. Regardless, I'll try my best to keep working on chapters so when I DO get chances to post, I'll have stuff ready.

This goes for all my socials, such as Instagram, Tumblr, yada yada.

Like I've said many times, money here is a struggle and God knows how much I hate our landlord, as he likes to complain and bitch about rent and what not.

Surprise, surprise, -not- he's giving us a date till we hav'ta leave our damn house. Nothing too fuckin surprising. 🙄

Anyways, on a less serious note, here's a couple shot instead of a harem, and I hope you guys like it!!

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Ship: Nogla x Brian

Top: Brian

Bottom: Nogla

AU: /

Setting: /

Type: Fluff / Smut

Warning ⚠️: The chapter you're about to read contains heavy swearing, mention of homophobia, rough sex, praise kink, degrading, pain kink, sexual themes/acts, consumption of alcohol, dirty talk, drunk sex, sleep sex and other mentions or situations that may disturb, trigger or offend the viewer. Reader's discretion is advised. 🔞

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Third pov -

Brian and Nogla were close. No doubt about it. The two got along well—very well, in fact. For many reasons. There was the obvious ones; the two sharing the fact that they were Irish and the second reason being that they were very similar in character.

But there was always the unspoken reasons for their tight friendship.

They were always there when one needed comfort or just a person to talk to, they always had eachothers backs no matter what the situation was, and no matter how many fights and playful—or non playful— arguments they had, they always apologized and swept the brawl under the carpet.

As if they had no reason to stay mad at eachother. No matter the circumstances.

The two definitely had their own stronger connections with their other friends of course. But their own connection was one that they couldn't top.

They laughed at most of each other's jokes—even if at times Nogla was clueless on the matter—, they understood eachothers complex slang in words that always made them giggle with one another whenever the guys questioned them, and they completely accepted eachothers lifestyles and decisions.

For example; when Brian decided to work out everyday without a break, it made the guys worry that he would hurt himself by pushing too much for that healthy body structure he thrived for. Nogla was fine with it, and the guys questioned his opinion on the matter.

But months later, Brian was fine and in great shape. Better than what he was aiming for. Nogla had been smug that the guys worried over nothing.

Or the fact that Nogla ate junk food like he was the last man on planet earth and had all the rights to eat whatever he pleased. Like before, the guys told him it was a horrible idea, as Brian just waved it off like a funny joke.

Later it was found out, that Nogla didn't gain any weight from eating like a bear for weeks at end. If anything, he stayed the same lanky man he's always been. It was definitely surprising, and even more so that his blood sugar was of average.

The two trusted eachother what their own health, even if to the others their choices were questionable.

The two had a way of reading the situation with one another and always knew how to respond.

They were two peas in a pod. Absolutely inseparable.

And though they had a clear friendship, Brian always made jokes on how much he hated the other. He liked to dismiss all the comments that were of 'Friendship goals' or 'best dynamic duo'.

He liked to deny them. But David knew he was always joking no matter how serious he looked when saying it. Come on. They were clearly best friends since day one.

"I seriously hate you, Nogla." Brian would say. Wether it be because of something the other did to piss him off, or just to say it out of habit when running empty of jokes to say when he was lacking the comedic mood.

No matter what the reason was, Nogla would always respond lightly.

"I love ye too, Brian." He would smile and wave it off, earning laughs from their friends and curses from Brian.

However, long periods of time in friendship doesn't always stay the same. At least not in this case.

After years of their relationship, Nogla started to feel attracted to Brian.

It deeply confused him at first. Really, confused him.

He's always found Brian handsome and charming in how own way, yeah. With his quirky voice impressions and his contagious laugh that always got others to crack a smile when hearing his pig-like snorts.

Nogla knew Brian was an attractive guy. But he had never fallen for his ridiculous personality and cocky demeanor.

Or at least he thought he hadn't. He couldn't recall a time that he's even been nervous around the other.

So instead of confronting the situation head on, he brushed it off... But that didn't do much.

The more he hung out with the other, the more David realized, he wasn't just crushing. Oh no, he was madly in love.

With his best friend.

And he was scared of it. So unbelievably scared.

Brian was a person that he cared deeply for. More than he'd ever admit to anyone, or even himself. He's been through thick and thin with this man, and he could not- would not, ruin it.

In fear, he stayed closeted. Thinking his friends would judge him and the fans would hate him. Be disgusted by him. That Brian, would be disgusted by him.

Nogla could already see it happening. The harsh rejection from everyone and the undying thought that if he was found out, everything that he ever loved would vanish.

Everyone, that he even loved would vanish.

David couldn't stand the thought of that. The rejection, the fear, the anxiety. The hate.

So he kept it all bottled up, hoping to save his little weak heart.

He's had things like this happen before, but he couldn't go through it all over again. Not with his fans, not with his friends, not with Brian.

But as time carried on, it increasingly got worse.

The culprit himself wasn't making it any easier for the other Irishman, making it unbearable for him to hide it all.

Brian was always being touchy and flirty around David. They were jokes of course, and he's done them with everyone of their friends. It used to make Nogla uncomfortable and weirded out, and Brian liked to get that reaction out of him.

But that was all before Nogla fell for him. This time around, he wasn't disgusted by Brian or even cringing about how 'gay' he was acting. This time, Nogla was bothered. Hot and bothered.

He wouldn't allow Brian's teasing to get his hopes up, he wouldn't. But that didn't stop him from feeling excited because of it. Multiple times during these episodes he had whenever playing games, Nogla had to excuse himself for a glass of water, to cool himself down.

He's never touched himself at the thought of Brian. Oh God no, that would just be wrong. Instead, whenever Brian made him this way, he'd always wait it out.

He's never betray his friend in such a disgusting way.

But the teasing definitely made him crave Brian. It made him want to hold him, to be near him. To hear his voice next to him rather than through a shitty headset, because God knows how much sexier Brian's voice sounded in person.

And all Brian did, was add fuel to the already blazing fire, deep in Daithi's gut.

Nogla was glad his emotional craving was stronger than his sexual desire though.

But it was still annoying. More so than the touch starvation.

He wanted to hug Brian. To hold his hands. To kiss him, cuddle him, love him. Nogla wanted everything you could even think of when it came to a significant other.

His love for Brian was different than any love he's ever had, that's for sure. It was difficult dealing with these feelings. Especially since he trusted nobody enough to tell. And to make matters worse, the only person he could possibly trust with all the pent up frustration, was Brian, the man himself that he was trying to keep these feelings away from!

So Daithi did the only thing he could think of. Push his best friend away.

It was wrong, he knew. But he wanted to keep Brian safe. He wanted to keep himself, safe.

He couldn't go through another heartbreak after his first love broke up with him in college for some guy on a varsity football team.

He loved that girl, and she had just stabbed him in the back.

He knew Brian wouldn't be hard on him if he was rejected, but it would definitely break their strong relationship.

Nogla could not allow another relationship to die like that.

So he hung out with Smii7y and The Goons more. Trying to get away from his main friend group. Because if he stayed closer to them, Brian wasn't far behind.

Most of the time the guys were pretty understanding whenever he'd turn down a recording session with them to hang out with the other friend group, but from time to time they'd whine and demand and he'd have no choice but to give in.

Especially, when Brian was doing the demanding.

Of course, the sudden change in routine confused the fans, but they didn't say much other than question if anyone else noticed it too.

Three months Nogla delt with his emotions. Three months, that he had to keep his thoughts to himself. And that's something he's horrible, at doing.

All his effort. All his work. All for it to go to nothing, as here before him, stood Brian.

At his doorstep, in front of his house, just barely a foot away.

"Surprise bitch!" He exclaimed excitedly, tossing his suitcase to the side as he reached up and brought Nogla down for a bear crushing hug.

Nogla let it happen, eyes wide and arms hesitantly lifting his hands to pat Brian's back in a half-assed hug.

The man was... beyond confused seeing his friend in person, pulling back to ask questions. But he found he couldn't get a word in, as Brian was rambling happily.

"And so since it's been months since we've seen eachother, I thought I'd just show up and surprise ye! We can stream together, record vlogs and we can even finish t'at Cuphead round we never got ta! Sound fun right?!" He smiled.

God, David could already feel his heart pounding faster. Screaming at him to just grabs Brian's stupidly handsome face and kiss him.

"Y-yeah! That's sounds great..." He managed, feeling his face burn as he admired the blue running jacket that Brian wore often. It always made his muscles seem bigger in videos and now seeing it on him in person...was just so much better.

"...Are ye okay? Ye're red. Are ya sick? Oh my god, get inside."

Brian's sudden concern made Daithi flinch back into reality, humming in confusion as the shorter male quickly grabbed his suitcase off the floor and quickly pushed him inside, closing the door behind them.

"Wha? S-sick? I'm not—"

"Sit yer ass down you stubborn bitch. I'm gonna make ye some tea." Brian huffed, shoving Nogla down by his shoulders and forcing him to sit on the couch in the living room.

Nogla blinked in confusion. Brian disappearing to the kitchen before he had time to question.

Within a single minute, Brian was rushing back and placing a quilt over Nogla's lap, pushing his chest back so that he was leaning into the couch cushions.

"Uh, Bri—" He was cut off again.

"Why are ye wearing a fuckin' thin ass T-shirt? God damn Daithi, yer a grown man. Learn ta keep yer'self healthy." Brian huffed, grumbling in irritation as he quickly pulled his jacket off and easily slipped it over Nogla's head.

The latter was much skinnier and less muscle toned than Brian, so the clothing easily came a few sizes too big on his slim frame despite his height.

"You dumbass, if you were sick why didn't ye fuckin' call me? I would've gave ye moral support." Brian grumbled. Despite his slight irritation, it wasn't heated. It was more worried than anything.

Nogla blinked in confusion as Brian stomped back to the kitchen, preparing the tea as he sat in silence.

He could hear the mumbled curses from the kitchen, but chose to ignore them. Nogla was wearing Brian's jacket, and his personal smell filled his senses.

He found himself inhaling it in, holding his breath to let the smell linger regardless of if Brian had showed no sign of taking it back any time soon.

"God...I'm stupid." Nogla groaned, raising his hand to massage his temple. All of this so suddenly was giving him a headache.

"Yeah, ye are stupid. Ye didn't even have soup in yer kitchen. I expected ye ta at least have boxes of empty soup cups from DoorDash or some shit. Ye lazy ass." Brian mumbled in agreement as he headed back into the room, having a mug of tea and a plate of cookies he found in Nogla's cupboard.

Nogla flinched as he heard the other, watching his movements as he sat down next to him and set the dishes down.

Nogla looked down, noticing that underneath the jacket, Brian had been wearing a black tank top. And God, if he didn't look sexy before, he most definitely did now.

"Uh...yeah, I was hopin' it would go away naturally. I actually started ta feel better today." Nogla lied, snapping his eyes down as Brian handed him his cup.

Regardless of the heat resistant glass, Nogla pulled the sleeves of Brian's jacket up to his fingers and grabbed the cup sluggishly.

He hated to lie to Brian, but if that's way it took to hide himself, he'd white lie any day. He felt Brian's praying gaze on him as he sipped the warm tea, refusing to open his eyes and meet his gaze.

He sighed in relief once the warm caffeine hit his throat, reliving a few of his on-alert senses.

He opened his eyes and set the cup down on the table, not meeting Brian's gaze once. He took it that the other was silent, probably judging him on how unkept he was.

Nogla reached for one of the cookies with a satisfied hum, having forgotten he even had those.

When he finally met Brian's gaze, his eyes were sharp and unreadable. He stopped his movements, halting with the cookie in his hand.

"What?" He asked, aiming for a slightly offended tone to hide his nervousness. He swallowed softly as Brian's eyes narrowed at him, eyeing him up and down.

Nogla flet a shudder when Brian's eyes went up, then back down. Repeating once more.

"Did yer hair grow longer?" He finally asked.

"Huh?" Nogla asked, taken aback at the sudden question.

"Yer hair. It's down ta yer neck. Last time it was barely past your ears." He explained, stealing one of the cookies. Nogla sighed in relief, glad he wasn't caught in his lie.

"Yeah. Been too busy ta cut it." He said, a bit self conscious as he ran one of his hands through his hair, trying to push his bangs back, only for it to fall back in place.

"Might get an appointment soon." He excused, waving his hand as he took another bite of his cookie.

"Don't. I prefer it this way." Brian stated with a grin. Nogla refused to choke, mentally coaching himself to learn to chew again.

Fuck. It was already happening. His walls that he had worked so hard to build, were starting to crumble.

And all it took was a single compliment from Brian.

God, he was smitten.

Brian hummed happily as he set the phone down, positioning it towards himself and steadying it against the carton of eggs before making a noise of victory.

"Right Chat, so Nogla hates his eggs cooked all the way. The fucker likes ta slurp up his yolk like a slutty mick. So we're just gonna cook 'em easy." He explained knowingly, jokingly at his comment as he pulled the eggs out early.

He discussed with Nogla just yesterday that he had wanted to steam every other day with him. Starting from first thing in the morning, and ending last thing at night.

Nogla was hesitant giving the fans that much input on their personal lives, and he was scared he's do or say something he wouldn't be able to take back. But regardless, he agreed. Much to Brian's surprise.

The latter had expected the other to curse him out and rant at him about how stupid that was. Instead, he had gotten a hesitant nod and quiet hum of agreement.

"Speaking of which, where is t'at fucker?" Brian muttered. Ignoring the Chat laughing about his comment to look in the direction of the hall.

He clicked his tongue, setting the stove on low heat and brushing his hands on his sweats.

"Watch the food lads, make sure it doesn't burn." He sighed dramatically, shooting a quick eye roll at the Chat before heading into the hall.

"David, it's already nine in te feckin' morning! What are ye still sleeping!" He called raising his voice, using a playful irritation in his tone.

He stopped in front of the white door, gently knocking two times.

No response.

He huffed, groaning loudly as he threw his head back.

"Daithi, the stream's already runnin'! Chat is waiting on ya, c'mon yer gonna make me eggs burn!" He teased loudly, getting yet more silence in return.

Brian chuckled lightly, knowing the other had to be passed the fuck out still. Yesterday, Brian was sure Nogla was sick, but he had seemed to be getting better by the second, so he had hoped his work had paid off.

He grabbed the door handle and turned it experimentally, grinning to find it unlocked.

"David, wake te fuck up! I'm making... breakfast." Brian trailed off upon walking into the room.

Nogla was passed asleep—as expected — but he looked flushed and sweaty. He was squirming a bit, looking in distress.

Brian frowned, confused.

Nogla seemed alright yesterday. He could he still be sick after all of Brian's care?

He sighed in sympathy as Nogla's fists tightened into the sheets, panting lightly. He was still wearing Brian's jacket, and the latter slightly regretted putting it on him if it was gonna make him so flushed.

Brian stepped forward to wake the other. Maybe to wake him up so that he could prepare a soothing bath for him.

Brian reached his hands down to shake the other awake, but was stopped to a halt when a low groan left Nogla's parted lips.

Brian froze, snapping his eyes to his friends face in surprise.

Nogla's brows twitched, furrowing downward before another moan left his mouth along with a bit of drool.

Brian then stood up straight, easily connecting the dots.

Flushed skin, tossing and turning, drool, moaning, shaky breathing.

Nogla was having a wet dream.

This was out of Brian's control. He couldn't step in and help Nogla here. He stared at his flushed friend for a few seconds, pursing his lips in an unexplainable interest.

He then turned around and headed out the room, shutting the door softly behind him.

"Nogla! Wake te fuck up! Yer gonna make me burn the food ya fuck!" Brian shouted loudly, banging on the door as if he hadn't walked into the room in the first place.

He kept bagging and yelling till he heard a loud groan of complaint, cursing along with his name being grumbled in response.

"Now hurry yer arse up! We already got four hundred people waitin' on ya includin' me!" Brian laughed, dropping his smile as he turned away from the door and headed away.

Become of this... unexpected situation, he didn't know what to think.

What was he supposed to do? What was he supposed to say about that?

He couldn't think properly. So instead, he ignored it and head back with a blank expression, smiling and rolling his eyes playfully only once he was in the kitchen and in view of the Chat.

"He's not a morning person lads." He excused, chuckling to himself as he turned the stove back up to medium and took the eggs off the pan. Moving to place in the bacon instead.

Brian continued to talk to Chat as he cooked, trying his best to ignore what had just happened.

Nogla had entered the room just in time for Brian to finish making the pancakes, setting their plates.

"There he is Chat! Everyone say hi ta this sweepy head." Brian teased, reaching up to ruffle Nogla's hair.

The taller man huffed and pushed his hand away with a pout, moving past him to wave at Chat and steal a bacon from one of the plates.

"Here. Drink, ya fuck." Brian said jokingly, handing a cup of orange juice to Nogla.

"Mm, t'anks." He mumbled, gratefully taking the cup and taking a few gulps. He moaned at the delightful tang of the cool juice down his throat.

Brian froze. Only for a millisecond, but he did freeze. The sound reminded him of what he had just forgotten of this morning.

Brian glanced up at the Chat, hoping to distract himself. He wasn't gonna tell his friend he saw him having a wet dream. As funny as it was to probably see his embarrassed expression.

Irishfanlad: he's so cute when sleepy!!!

Bbsgod: aww his hairs all floofy!!!! XD

Brian Micheal Handjob03: is that Brians jacket?? (⁠☞⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)⁠☞

UrMomisGayxx: HeS sO aDoRaBLe?!?! 😩

Brian chuckled at the Chat, flicking his eyes up at Nogla, totally oblivious to all the attention.

He was absolutely clueless.

"Mmm, yer good at cookin' Bri." Nogla muttered, swiping another piece of bacon from the plate.

Brian scoffed, nodding in agreement.

"Of course I am. I would make a perfect husband fer ye." He joked, shooting the other his famous smirk. Nogla spit back into his juice, glaring at Brian with a flushed expression.

It was sort of like the same expression he had earlier in bed. Hot and bothered...

Brian chuckled as Nogla cursed him out, ignoring the slight flutter in his chest.

Only two days had passed since Brian came over, and Nogla was starting to question if he was capable enough to hold himself back anymore.

His love for Brian was getting stronger and stronger and having him here in person wasn't helping.

He stumbled slightly as Brian hung onto his side, mumbled nonsense as he tried to stand himself up again. Nogla cursed quietly as the action caused Brian to fall into him, his head swaying and bringing Brian's mouth close to his neck.

Nogla reached into his pocket for his keys, feeling his face flush more than it already was as he felt Brian's breath on his skin.

Earlier, Brian and him had played a few rounds of Cuphead, like he mentioned when he first arrived. The session had gotten heated and Brian ended the recording early.

He was mad at the game enough to give up mid way to take a break. Nogla had suggested getting lunch, or even going for a walk to help him calm down.

But Brian wasn't up for any of that. He wanted alcohol, and he had wanted it severely. He suggested that they go to a bar.

Nogla wasn't very on board with the idea but he knew it would help relieve Brian a bit and save him from getting yelled at for no reason or even a few shoves—even if Brian wasn't physically harmful no matter how mad.

Still, Nogla agreed.

They went to a bar he visited from time to time and they drank a bit. Eventually, Brian got a little too excited about it and decided they should go to another bar.

Nogla was confused, thinking Brian wasn't satisfied with their current location. So instead of questioning him, he just gave in like the love-struck idiot he was.

Next thing he knew, one thing led to another, and they started to bar hop.

Nogla hated bar hoping.

It was boring, exhausting, and overall a waste of time. He would have rather been at home dealing with an angry Brian than going around town from club to club.

But, he loved Brian. And bar hopping was something he liked to do. So Nogla let Brian have his fun, and even drank a few himself.

After hours of walking around, a few dozen drinks, and a few lectures to Brian from a few bouncers, and a shit ton of bars later, the two decided to call it quits and go back to Nogla's house.

Nogla was tired of the loud music, the sweaty people and the smelly vomit scent that came with the bars seemingly naturally, and he decided to tell Brian it was time to head back.

The latter was already blasted drunk, so he had no room to argue or disagree other than a few slurred whines in protest.

Nogla himself was drunk, but he sobered up a lot quicker than Brian.

Regardless, he still struggled to open the door to his house and stumble in with his friend. He closed the door behind them with a grunt and locked it, tossing his keys on the coffee table.

He threw Brian on the couch with a huff, earning a goofy chuckle from the man. Nogla rolled his eyes as he pulled a few tissues from the Kleenex on the coffee table, leaning forward to sit Brian up.

"Yer a mess." He muttered, blinking his eyes a bit to clear his blurry vision. It was a miracle how he had managed to walk them back home, carry both their weight, and manage to not get mugged.

Times like this though, he had wished he made friends in his neighborhood to pick him up or something. Alas, Nogla was very antisocial and likes to keep to himself.

"Fuck, my head's poundin'..." Brian winced, groaning as Nogla set a small pillow under his neck.

"T'ats what happens when ye try ta out drink a lumberjack. Te big fockers gonna win even'if ye're Irish." Nogla slurred, softly grabbing Brian's jaw to face him as he wiped away the beer and drool leaking down his chin.

"No, fuck'em. I- hic- I won." He waved at Daithi, his eyelids heavy as he smiled to himself. Nogla rolled his eyes, feeling a blush creep into his face at the smile.

"No, ye didn't. Ye fell off the barstool and blacked out for three minutes." Nogla sighed, grumbling as a new stream of drool leaked from Brian's mouth.

He looked up at his friend as he eyes slowly opened. His blue orbs looking darker than usual. Nogla quickly glanced away, cleaning the rest of the mess on Brian face before turning away and getting up to toss the tissues away.

Suddenly, he was pulled back by strong arms around his waist, pulling him back down into couch.

"No, stay wit me. It's cold." Brian hummed, nuzzling into Nogla's hair as he pulled him closer. Nogla felt his eyes widen, feeling his heart doing literal cartwheels in his chest.

"F-fuck off. Let me go ya bitch." Nogla grunted calmly, reaching down to pry Brian's hands off his waist.

"Mmm, no." Brian pouted playfully, placing a small kiss on Nogla's nape. The latter flinched at the feeling, mentally cursing as the grip on his weak body tightened.

"Brian!" Nogla exclaimed in protest, trying to turn and glare at the other. Brian just chuckled at the expression on his friend's face, finding it all too amusing.

"What? Is my love makin' ya shy?" He asked teasingly, earning a pinch to his hands. Regardless of the wince of pain he drew in, he didn't pull back.

Nogla grunted in Brian's hold, feeling his face burn hotter than it even had before.

This can't be happening. This can't be happening!

The alcohol clearly had a bad effect on Brian. This was common knowledge. But he's never been flirty when drunk. Brian was usually a happy, party drunk. He liked to dance and sing, regardless of if he had two right feet and his voice was off key.

It was one of the reasons Nogla loved him. Because Brian could care less about what other people thought of him. Doing and saying as he pleased, when he pleased.

But this was another kind of interaction Nogla had wished would never occur. It wasn't helping him for shit.

"Speechless are we? I t'ink I could squeeze a few words outta ya." Brian chuckled, his words flirtatious and his expression suggestive.

Nogla squeaked when he was abruptly turned and pulled into Brian's lap, immediately shooting his hands up to shove himself away. But Brian's daily workout era had been more than efficient.

He was ten times stronger than David in every way, and easily held him in place.

"Yer thighs are warm." Brian muttered in admiration, running his large hands up and down Nogla's jean-clad legs.

Nogla let whispered curses escape his lips as he grunted with effort, still trying to pull himself away.

He was embarrassed and flustered. Just like every other time Brian had flirted with him or teased him. But this was on a whole new level.

Brian had never put his hands on Nogla this way. And he's never spoke so sexually. It was more of cheesy pick-up lines or just 'ohh'ing as he hugged him softly.

This, was different.

Usually when Brian got like this, Nogla would tell him to fuck off, and he'd listen immediately. Not wanting to overdo it.

But now, Brian wasn't listening to him, and was groping him softly as if they've done this before.

It excited Nogla, but he couldn't. He just- he couldn't.

Brian was drunk. Way, too drunk. He didn't want to take advantage of his state because of his own emotions. That was low.

"Brian fu- stop squeezing' my ass!" Nogla huffed, trying to go for a more irritated tone. He's never actually yelled at Brian because of the teasing, and right now he regretted it the second he did because Brian, looked pissed.

"The fuck ye just say?" He asked, his voice deep and his eyes glaring.

"I- I...stop, yer drunk." Nogla stuttered in shock, trying to ignore the sudden change in attitude to put Brian in the right mind set.

"Drunk. So what if I'm drunk? What about it?" Brian growled, a small challenging grin breaking onto his lips.

Now right there, Nogla wasn't sure if he's ever been as turned on by something so scary, yet so sexy. But he knew he was now.

"Y-ye don't know what ye want. Yer just j-joking." Nogla explained, a bit hurt at his own words.

He knew Brian would never really do this. No matter how drunk, how high or how delusional. Brian just was raising the stakes higher to get a good laugh out of this...

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"Oh..I know exactly what I want." Brian growled, immediately grabbing Nogla's attention when he felt a hand on the back of his neck.

Before he had time to question, he felt Brian smash his lips into his, his entire body painfully tensing in shock.

No. It's not real. It can't be.

"Shit, yer lips are so soft..." Brian mumbled once he pulled back, staring down at Nogla's pink lips before hungrily diving back in for more.

Nogla clenched his eye shut, opening them a few times and repeating the process. Trying to see if he was dreaming.

But according to the way his skin grew goosebumps once Brian's warm fingertips trailed under his shirt and up his spine, this was real.

He clentched his eyes shut again, keeping they closed this time when he felt Brian's forceful tongue enter his mouth.

His spit tasted of vodka and honey and fuck, was it intoxicating. Nogla found himself giving in. Submitting to the wonderful touches that Brian's hands left on his body.

He was losing control.

Brian sucked on his tongue harshly, drawing out a whine in protest. He tugged on Nogla's bottom lip, feeling the soft flesh with his teeth before pulling back. Nogla didn't even have time to speak, as Brian beat him to it.

"Y'know, a few days ago I saw ye havin'a wet dream in yer bed. Took me a while ta realize it, but after I did, all I wanted ta do was rip yer damn clothes off and fuck ya right there."

His words were low and husky, sending shivers down Nogla's back. He averted his gaze, his complaints dying on the tip of his tongue after those words.

What was he supposed to say to that? Curse him out? Ask him why he didn't mention it earlier? Demand him, where this was coming from?

All Nogla knew, was that he was embarrassed, and he didn't want to know more. But God must hate him regardless of how religious he was, because Brian spoke with another naughty remark.

"Ye probably would've liked t'at. Wouldn't ya. Ta have me strip ye naked and fuck the living shiet outta ya." He muttered into his ear, leaning up to do so. Nogla shook his head quickly, more complaints dying the more Brian spoke.

"Would have ya spread open and leaking with my fucking cum. Ye want t'at?" He asked in a low whisper, now pressing his lips right up against Nogla's ear.

"F-fuck." He finally managed, cursing himself for getting hard over this.

"I would've marked yer neck and bruised your skin with my fingers. Have your ass red and abused if I spanked ya..." He continued.

God, why did Brian have to be a master at dirty talk?

"Mmm, woulda had ye grinding on my cock fer more. Just...like...now." He sighed, earning a yelp as he pushed Nogla's ass down into his hardening member.

"I could probably do all that right now though...now t'at I think about it." He chuckled, getting one last shove from Nogla before his arms turned to jelly.

"Wanna try?" Brian grinned, filling Nogla's stomach with butterflies.

"Fuck...y-yes." he admitted sheepishly, still refusing to make eye contact. Brian groaned in victory, quickly flipping the two so he was hovering over Nogla, who was now laying on the couch.

"Gonna fuck you up till yer screaming for me ta stop." He growled, and Nogla's didn't know if he should feel aroused or scared. But he felt both.

He was panting, still in the stage of being shocked and confused as Brian ripped off his clothes, throwing them to God knows where.

Nogla instinctively covered his crotch, whimpering as Brian quickly yanked them back.

"God, yer skin is so...empty. 'M gonna mark the shit outta ya." He groaned, and before Nogla could protest, Brian was leaning down and he could feel teeth bite into the skin around his collarbone.

He groaned at the slight sting of pain, quickly washing over with pleasure as Brian's jeans ground into his naked boner.

"O-ow!" Nogla moaned out as the scratchy fabric rocked against his flushed member. Brian pulled back, raking his fingers down Nogla's ribcage on either side and leaving eight pink marks behind.

"You're so soft...fuck, ye're like every man's first gay wet dream." Brian groaned, flustering Nogla even more so than he already was. He whimpered quietly, biting his lip as he watched Brian reach up to pull his shirt and jacket off, then down to unbuckle his pants.

He should stop. He should stop Brian before this gets too far. But...he couldn't help it.

Nogla wasn't able to help the moan that escaped his lips once Brian pulled his cock out. Fully hard, long, and thick all around.

"I'm gonna ruin yer fuckin' innocence." He growled, leaning over Nogla and pushing in without a warning.

"Oh! F-fuck!" Nogla yelled, closing his watering eyes and gripping into the couch tightly.

He never pictured sex with Brian. No matter how much he desires the man. But if he had an opinion, he would've thought Brian was slow and gentle. Kind and loving.

But the way he was forcefully ramming in and out said otherwise.

"B-brian! Brian, it hurts! Fuck- slow down!" He managed to moan out desperately, thinking Brian wasn't gonna listen either way. But he did.

Brian came to an abrupt stop deep inside of Nogla, their hips connected skin to skin. Nogla felt a few tears of pain slid down his face as Brian leaned down to kiss them away, moving lower until his teeth were nipping at the skin on his neck.

Nogla gasped as he felt Brian's hot dick pulse inside of him. His ass stung for sure, but the small movement was definitely pleasurable.

"Fuck, got a little too comfortable. Sorry..." Brain apologized genuinely, his words still slurred from the alcohol minutes ago.

Nogla didn't respond, too busy feeling his cock rub into Brian's lower abs with each movement of the other.

It was the smallest feeling, but God did it feel good. He whimpered in need, unvoluntarily twisting his hips to gain more friction. The movement caused the shaft inside of him to shift, and press into his most sensitive spot.

He let out a gasped moan, fluttering his eyes at the newly found area. Brian didn't mention it as much as he wanted to, continuing to scrap his teeth and trail his wet tongue down Nogla's neck and chest.

Nogla raised his hands and pushed into the arm of the couch, pushing himself down into Brian. He moaned at the feeling, pushing himself lower and twisting his hips again to gain more friction.

"Told ya you'd be grinding on my cock." Brian finally spoke smugly, helping Nogla by pushing himself deeper into the other.

"Oh! Oh fffuck—" Nogla moaned shakily, biting his lip to hold in any more noises.

"Fuck, keep moaning like t'at. It's makin' me harder." Brian hissed, pulling out slowly.

Harder?! How could he possibly get any harder?!

Brian thrusted in quickly. Not as harsh as before, but still fast. Nogla had whimpered at the feeling, still a bit in pain but the burn felt nice.

"Gotta get ye wet." Brian muttered, drawing back as he sat up. Nogla watched as Brian pulled out, suddenly feeling very empty.

"C'mere." He growled, snatching Nogla by the hair and tugging softly. No enough to hurt him, but enough where he could feel it. Nogla whimpered quietly, obediently getting up to his knees. It took him a bit since he was still feeling a tab bit of pain in his nether region, but Brian let him take his time.

He sat Nogla up, admiring his form for a second. He looked so embarrassed and shy. Sitting on his knees with his legs spread and his chest and neck marked up.

"Fuck, I love your lips." Brian mumbled, bringing Nogla into another kiss. Nogla's heart did a backflip for a split second, thinking Brian was gonna say the words 'i love you'.

But they weren't, yet, they still meant just as much.

Nogla kissed back gently, getting Brian to slow down and match the pace.

He then pulled back and lowered Nogla's head, hand still threaded into his hair.

"Open yer mouth." He demanded, Nogla didn't complain. He easily parted his lips and allowed Brian to slid in. He pushed in a few inches, experimenting with the new heat.

He was four in and Nogla didn't seem to be complaining or struggling. He pushed in a bit further, groaning at how well his lips wrapped around his shaft.

"I really love your lips." He stated, sighing as he felt Nogla's throat constrict around his tip. Nogla's gagged once, but was immediately pulled off a bit by the hair.

Nogla had been in pain before, and now Brian was trying to restrain himself a bit so he didn't repeat the torture.

"Fuck- sit back up." Brian mumbled, slowly pulling Nogla off of him, watching in arousal as his lips glisten with spit in the moonlight of the room.

Nogla flickered his eyes up at Brian in confusion and askance, trying his best to keep his eyes away from the way the other grit his teeth in want.

Brian lied Nogla down gently, grabbing one of his small hands and holding it up to his mouth. He sucked on Nogla's dainty fingers slowly, careful not to bite him and hurt him any more than he already has.

Nogla whined at the sight, his skin turning a dark shade of red. God, what was Brian doing to his little heart?!

"Finger fuck yer'self fer me. I wanna see." He said, pulling Nogla's fingers from his mouth with a thick coat of saliva.

"W-what?! I-i dunno how... i-i—" Nogla stammered, his face flushing even more. If that was even possible. Brian chuckled at the adorable behavior, his eyes hazy from the alcohol.

"Or I can do it. Yer choice." He smirked, signifying that if he did it, he wouldn't hold back. Nogla gulped nervously, hesitantly lowering his hand under his leg and around to his entrance.

Brian sat back, his grin widening as Nogla's small fingers pushed into the delicate pink hole slowly, drawing out a small gasp.

Brian had already tore him open, so his fingers slid in easily. Nogla pumped them in and out slowly, whining at the feeling.

He hadn't fingered himself in so long, let alone masturbate. So having to do this—with Brian watching —was god damn nerve wracking.

Nogla huffed our small puffs of air as he added in a third finger, just slightly speeding up.

"That's it, keep goin' like t'at. I wanna see ye break yer'self fer me." Brian growled, causing Daithi to flutter his eyes shut when his walls tightened around his fingers.

"Add another. I want ye ta be ready fer me ta fuck you nice and good." Brian continued, running his hands up the under sides of Nogla's thighs.

The taller male gasped at the sudden skin contact, his thighs shaking as he arched his back to reach deeper. He followed ordered and added a forth finger, pushing down to the knuckle.

"Good boy...such a good boy Daithi." Brian whispered, earning a whimpery moan in reward for his dirty talk.

Brian then grabbed Nogla's wrist, helping thrust his fingers in and out. He could feel the way Nogla tightened on his fingers, using a little effort to drag them back out.

"Hell, you're so needy. Mmm, I want my cock in'ya." He growled, yanking Nogla's fingers out and pressing his wet prick to the pink hole once again.

Nogla tensed, expecting to feel pain like before. Instead, he felt bliss as Brian's head popped in, slowly sliding inch by inch, deeper and deeper until he could feel Brian's stomach against his dick again.

"So much easier." Brian mumbled, leaning down to trail kisses on Nogla's jawline as he started to thrust in and out.

Small gasps and shaky moans left Nogla's pink lips as Brian pushed into him, quickly deciding it was a good idea to speed up again.

Nogla yelped, latching to the cushions again as Brian slammed into him. He was panting and grunting like an animal, growling Nogla's name as he ran his nails down his pale body.

"So tight fer me...so god damn hot for me. Just me." Brian groaned possessively, adding more marks to the skin that was left untouched.

Nogla keened in pleasure, feeling his legs part more with each thrust Brian made. With each ram of his hips, Nogla could feel himself rock back and forth with Brian's effort.

His cock was deep and fast, going in and out a lot smoothly than previously. His hands were warm and firm on Nogla's thighs, keeping his spread open and vulnerable, just like Brian said.

Everything about this felt amazing to Nogla. The feeling, the emotion.

He didn't care to hide his sounds anymore. Moaning with every thrust and squeaking in shock when Brian's dick nailed his prostate unexpectedly. His noises were high pitched and toy like, it drove Brian to search for more.

"Ya like t'at? Ye like getting pounded like a slut? Yer suckin' me in so fucking well. God, yer a mess. If only ye could see how fucked up ya look right now David." Brian laughed smugly, watching the way Nogla's eyes seemed to be losing focus and crossing every now and then before blinking to regain his vision.

Nogla was tightening with every dirty word that left Brian's mouth, pushing the two close to their edge.

"Not gonna respond? Can't talk with all that screaming yer doing? Fuck you're so soft- even in the inside. So warms an...argh." Brian trailed off, closing his eyes and tightening his grip on Nogla's thighs at the welcomed pleasure.

"Fuck, I- I love you Brian." Nogla whispered, opening his eyes to look at his friend. He mentally sighed in relief, seeing as Brian was too busy feeling pleasure to pay any mind.

Nogla clentched around Brian tightly, feeling his whole body shake the more his prostate was hit.

"Fuck- cumming." Brian groaned, leaning forward as he thrusted harder. With a few more bucks he shot his load into Nogla's body, shocking the taller man at the strange, foreign feeling.

"Ah- my god!" He gasped, cumming at the way the hot semen slid deeper inside of him along with the jerky last minute thrusts Brian made.

Nogla's body tensed and he became blinded with white stars, gasping and convulsing as he rode out his high.

He felt Brian reach under him and force his back up to arch, planting soft kisses down the center of his belly. Nogla gasped softly with each peck, his whole body jolting when Brian left one last kiss on the head of his worn out penis.

"Fuck...'m tired." He groaned, sighing as he lied down on Nogla's body, wrapping his arms around him in a cuddle.

Nogla felt a wave of realization crash over him, his euphoric feeling fading away and getting replaced by fear.

What...had he just done?

He glanced down. Brian's head was tucked into his neck, already passed out with drool leaking from his mouth.

Nogla was scared.

Scared he'd just fucked everything up. He has sobered up over the last few minutes and though he was still clearly drunk, he was able to think about what he had done. What they had done.

He just had sex. Sex with his best friend. Sex with Brian.

He blinked, feeling tears threaten his eyes. He enjoyed it. He really did. But what would Brian think?

Nogla did the only thing he promised he wouldn't do. And that was to take advantage of Brian's drunk state.

He felt stupid. He felt disgusted in himself. He felt like he betrayed Brian.

He'll probably never trust him again. He might as well go pack Brian's shit and save him the time to that he didn't have to see another second of Nogla when he woke up.

Nogla would've just done that. But he couldn't even if he wanted.

Brian was still on top of him. Still inside of him. Passed out.

Nogla took a few deep breaths, calming himself down. There was no use in getting all shaken up when he knew it was gonna happen anyways.

Nogla was conflicted. He didn't know what to do.

He sighed sadly, looking down at his friend's sleepy face. Probably the last time he'll see him so peaceful. He leaned down and placed a tender kiss to his lips, immediately drawing back as he knew it was just as wrong.

Fuck, he just keeps screwing up.

He huffed, closing his eyes and resting his body. All he could do now was sleep and deal with the hurt in the morning.

Nogla hummed tiredly as he felt a wave of relaxation rush over him. He refused to open his eyes, not wanting to wake up from his peaceful slumber just yet.

His body was in bliss at the moment and he didn't want the feeling to leave. He moaned softly at the wonderful feeling, tilting his head and feeling his bangs brush into his lashes.

What this feeling was, he couldn't tell. But he liked it, and welcomed it happily.

He the jolted with a yelp, feeling a firm hit to his prostate.

He shot his blurry eyes open, blinking away the haze to see Brian hovering over him. Smirking down at him as he rubbed small circles into his hips with his thumbs.

"Morning, love." He greeted sweetly, smiling calmly as Nogla snapped his eyes back down to their joined hips in confusion.

"B-brian! What are ye- f-ah!" He moaned, feeling his legs shake as Brian thrusted back into him.

Nogla didn't speak further, too busy feeling Brian rock into him slowly. For some odd reason, Nogla felt close to a climax. His walls clentched tightly and his breaths turning into sharp gasps. He felt... sensitive?

He glanced up at Brian as he let another moan escape, taking note that he didn't look pissed. But instead, happy.

But he looked sweaty, and he himself was panting.

Had...had Brian been fucking him when he was asleep?

Nogla didn't have time to ask, as his gut was burning too close to an orgasm for his liking. He choked on a gasp, the noise coming out like a whine as Brian's hand reached out to slowly rub at Nogla's tip.

Brian was moving a lot slower than last night, but it somehow increased the other's pleasure.

Brian groaned quietly, his smirk widening when Nogla made eye contact. The smug look in his eyes was enough to push Nogla over the edge, hips and legs spasming as he came all over his chest for the second time in the last twenty four hours.

Gasps of overstimulation left his lips as Brian slowly stroked him up and down through his orgasm, not stoping his thrusting until he himself came. Nogla shivered at the now-familiar feeling of Brian's semen shooting into how body and filling him up, whimpering softly.

He lied in half confusion and half pleasure and Brian eyed him up, watching his body quiver at the remaining of his orgasm.

"Fuck... I'll never get tired of seein' t'at." He mumbled to himself, running his fingers through the ropes of cum that stained Nogla's chest.

"B-brian..." Nogla finally managed, flinching when Brian's eyes snapped up to meet his.

"Yeah?" He asked nonchalantly. Nogla was even more confused, looking at Brian in disbelief.

"W...I-i...yer not mad at me?" He asked hesitantly. Brian laughed at that, shaking his head.

"For what? Having sex with me when I was drunk?" He asked sarcastically. Nogla stiffened at that, and Brian realized he hit a nerve.

He smiled softly, leaning down to place a gentle kiss to his lips. Nogla didn't kiss back, and that was totally understandable. Brian pulled back before Nogla could even consider kissing back, sitting back up.

"No. I'm not. Plus, I fucked ye in yer sleep. We're even now." He said with a wide smile, taking amusement in the way he left Nogla red faced and speechless.

He needed further explanation and Brian was happy to provide that.

"When we had sex last night, I was drunk, yes. But I'm a responsible drunk. I'm always aware of all my actions and decisions. I was in complete control last night when I slept with ya." He said slowly, trying to satisfy Nogla's sleepy mind.

"S-so...ye didn't just sleep wit' me because I was the closest fuck?" He asked hesitantly, his eyes filled with hope as he looked up at the other. Brian hummed wIth a nod, confirming Nogla's words.

"I slept with you, because I wanted ta." He reassured him. Nogla nodded slowly in understanding, averting his gaze as he thought back to last night.

He then felt his face flush, remembered the small love confession he let slip out last night.

God he hopes Brian didn't remember it...

He swallowed nervously as he looked back up to meet Brian's piercing gaze. An awkward since fell between the two of them. A small smile on Brian's face and a nervous frown on Nogla's.

The taller quickly looked away, feeling his face heat up in embarrassment. Well shit, he was caught staring.

"...I love you too."

Nogla snapped his eyes up, his face dropping as he met the other's gaze again.

Nogla was confused, clearly.

"Y...you remember?" He asked in slight horror, wondering how much else the other remembered. Brian chuckled, nodding as he ran his hands over Nogla's thighs—that were still wrapped around his waist.

"Like I said, I'm a responsible drunk. I never forget what happens unless I'm completely wasted." He explained, laughing at the thought.

Nogla nodded again, suddenly at a loss of words. Again.

A lot was going on right now. Yet, so little. Brian showed up at his door, welcomed himself in, drove Nogla crazy with his teasing, got fucking hammered, fucked him, woke him up by fucking him again, and then returned the L word.

The L word. Brian returned it.

Nogla's heart pounded faster, coming into realization. Brian returned his love. Brian returned his feelings. Brian...loved him back?

Nogla looked up into Brian's blue orbs, already feeling content with the smile that was offered his way.

"I...love...you." Nogla repeated the words he had spoken last night. Wanting to hear Brian say it back once more to prove he was certain.

However, Nogla's tone was unconfident and shy. Brian noticed.

He laughed at the whispered words, sliding his hands down to Nogla's hips.

"Say it louder?" He suggested, keeping up that smile of his. Nogla frowned in confusion, regardless, being obedient.

"I...I love ye?" He now questioned. It was spoken louder, but still unconfident.

"Again." Brian demanded, leaning forward and moving his hands to rest on the couch on either side of Nogla's waist.

"I l-love you." He stuttered, glancing down at Brian's body before looking back up to his eyes. He had a pretty solid idea of what Brian was doing.

"C'mon sweetheart, ye can do better than that." Brian smirked, slowly sliding one of his hands up the center of Nogla's chest.

"I love you. I love you, Brian... always." He pushed out, forcing himself to hold their gaze and not wandering to the hand moving past his throat to caress his face.

"Good boy." Brian praised, satisfied with the confident awnser. Nogla shuddered at the pet name, lifting his hands to Brian's hair as the shorter male leaned down and pressed their lips into a passionate kiss.

Brian hummed at the feeling of Nogla's soft pillowy lips, recalling they were just as soft last night. His hands, threading through his hair felt magical. Nogla's lashes were fluttering again his skin and fuck did it feel right. Nogla moaned into his mouth softly, submissively opening his mouth when Brian licked his bottom lip.

Brian felt love... But an unfamiliar love.

Not the childhood crush kind of way, not the family kind of way and definitely not the platonic way. He felt a different kind of love.

He felt...true love.

He pulled back slowly, looking into those bright green eyes that always held so much life and love for anyone that he knew.

But when they looked at Brian, they were practically filled with hearts. Pupils dilating with love.

Now everything made sense to Brian. The weird eye glances, the red faces when he was teased, the missed recoding sessions.

Nogla loved him...and Brian felt nothing more, than the need and want to return that love.

"Uh...c-can we get up now? Ye're kinda...still in me and there's jizz runnin' down my legs..." Nogla said bashfully, bringing Brian out of his trance.

"Shut up, you love it." Brian teased, earning an almost immediate glare and blush in response.

"N-no I don't!" He protests. Brian laughed at the obvious denial and embarrassment.

"Mhm, even after shuddering when I filled you up last night? Ye definitely like if." He grinned, hovering over his fri- well, technically, now lover.

"Sh-shut up! Ugh, ye're so annoyin'!" Nogla exclaimed, groaning in embarrassment as he covered his face with his hands.

Brian laughed at that. He's always loved teasing people, but Nogla in particular. It felt natural and fun. In a friendly sort of way.

But now, it occured to Brian that it wasn't because of that, but a new eye opening reason.

Love.

"Say it one more time, please?" He asked softly, smiling down at the other. Nogla glared through his fingers, the action much too adorable for Brian to comprehend.

Nogla wanted to curse him out for embarrassing him and making fun of him.

However...there was a clear adoration in Brian eyes. One that Nogla's never quite seen before.

"I love you." He stated softly.

Brian sighed lovingly, closing his eyes as he leaned down and ran his nose along Nogla's jawline in content.

"I love ye too, Daithi." He said truthfully, and gently. Nogla smiled, feeling the warmth invade his body as he embraced the beautiful man above him.

He couldn't have been any happier.

"Now get yer dick outta me. 'M hungry." He pouted. Brian laughed, nodding in agreement.

"Me too. As much as I'd love ta just fuck ye again." He admitted shamelessly.

"Brian!" Nogla exclaimed.

"Alright, alright. I'm getting up, jeez." He laughed at the flustered expression the other had.

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Welp! Here ya go!

Btw, for anyone wondering or sensitive to rough intimacy, everything in this shot is COMPLETELY CONSENSUAL!

I've read some kinky shit that other people have posted and despite how aggressive—and I mean AGGRESSIVE, it was labeled as consensual.

So our little jelly bean in the story was in completely safe hands, not to worry!!

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Anyways, I hope you guys liked it!!

Stay healthy, stay safe, stay beautiful!

Until next time my loves!!

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