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He didn’t know where else to go. He didn’t have anywhere to go. For a while Noah just wandered around, head hanging low and his hands shoved deep in his pockets. The streets were dark and unfamiliar but Noah didn't pay attention. He doesn’t know where he is or where he’s going. After a few hours, he has to use his phone to find his way back to the hotel.
Maybe it’s pride that stops him, or maybe it’s that same gripping sensation of shame. He can’t bear to face anyone, not jolly or Folio or Bryan or Matt or Jason. He stands in front of Jolly and Folios room for a while, debating whether or not he should just knock, swallow down his ego and beg them to let him crash on their futon. But he just can’t
He has nowhere else to go, eventually he has to return to their room, refusing to breathe until he sees the two empty beds. Nick isn’t there.
Noah showers until the water runs cold and his fingers are numb. Then he collapses into his bed, turns away from Nick’s side of the room and squeezes his eyes shut. He muffles his tears in the pillow he’s spooning, drifting off to face the inevitable reality of tomorrow.
Just like the night before, his brain snapped awake at the sound of the door. This time there was no drunken fumbling, no slamming doors. Noah held his breath as Nick walked across the squeaky, carpeted floors. The other bed creaked just once, like someone sat down on it. Then there was silence. Noah’s heart was hammering. He expected… actually he didn’t know. Shouting? Disgust? Anger? Maybe Nick would be the one to ignore him now.
The silence felt eternal, Noah’s ears burning with fear and anticipation. Finally, a sigh, and the sound of clothes being removed.
The covers lifted and Noah flinched, eyes squeezing shut as if he expected a blow. Instead, the body slid down behind him, gathering Noah in his arms and enveloping him in Nick's scent.
Home.
Noah nearly cried from relief, leaning back into the touch and breathing out for the first time in what felt like hours.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Came a soft voice, non accusing and gentle.
“Scared” Was all Noah could muster, not trusting his voice not to crack. Nick exhaled against his back “Noah” he breathed like oxygen, like his name was a lifeline. There was some humour in his tone, too.
Noah shivered when Nick began to stroke his hand lightly down his arm, then around over the side of his waist to brush over hidden tattooed skin. Noah’s breath hitched, his skin electrifying with every touch.
What was happening? Nick was… touching him?
The flicker was back, burning in his chest with an intensity he had never felt before. Noah wanted to stop Nick and ask him what he was doing, but he didn’t dare. Not when these little touches were making his head spin and his vision hazy with want.
Nick slid his hand down and caught it under the hem of Noah’s hoodie, pushing it up and smoothing his hand over the warm skin of his stomach.
“Nick” Noah whispered breathlessly, both a plea and a question. The knot of pleasure tightened in his gut, making his crotch ache.
Nick continued stroking, allowing his fingers to slide beneath Noah’s waistband and scratch lightly at the hair he found there. Nick closed his eyes and breathed deeply, inhaling Noah’s scent. He brushed aside his hair before replacing it with his mouth. Nick sucked lightly at Noah’s neck and slid his hand along a muscled hip and thigh. Noah stopped breathing again.
Suddenly Nick stopped his exploration with his mouth for a moment to whisper, “Do you want me to stop?”
Noah couldn’t help but bite his lip again. “No” He whispered after a moment. Not now, not ever.
Nick grasped Noah’s hipbone and pulled Noah tightly against his groin. Noah gasped, feeling the hot, hard pulse of an erection through sweatpants.
Nick slid his hand under Noah’s waistband, gently wrapping his hand around Noah’s length, “Do you want me to keep going?” He whispered
Noah’s needy whine went straight to Nick’s crotch. “Yes, yes,” he panted. “Nick, don’t stop.”
Nick let his hand close more firmly around Noah’s cock and began to stroke. Noah’s breath came as a harsh pant, forgetting how to breathe.
Nick buried his face in the hair at the back of Noah’s neck and felt a surge of warmth. Noah jerked his hips forward and began to thrust in time with Nick’s strokes.
Nick could feel Noah’s ass brushing rhythmically against his own dick and the friction, while delicious, was not quite enough. Nick tolerated it as long as he could before moving his hand to Noah’s hip again and roughly shifting him onto his back so that he was facing Nick.
Noah stared up at his best friend, his breath coming out in harsh gasps, his eyes a combination of wide-eyed fear and glazed over passion.
“Nick?” One word, a question Noah couldn’t stop himself from asking. It would kill him if they stopped, but Noah needed to hear him say it, say something
“Can I kiss you?” Nick asked, a question that Noah found ridiculous.
Noah reached up and slid his hand into Nick’s hair, pulling his head down and locking his mouth onto Nick’s own. Fire scorched down Noah’s spine when Nick let one leg slide over his body, straddling him. Noah gasped again, his lips parting. Nick took the opportunity to let his tongue slide, hot and heavy, into Noah’s mouth, making Noah moan.
Nick desperately sucked on Noah's tongue. When it was withdrawn, he moved to bite Noah’s full lower lip and was rewarded with a helpless thrust of Noah’s hips.
Impatient, Noah gripped Nick’s biceps and pushed, leveraging his weight to flip Nick over so that he was on his back with Noah suddenly on top. Nick closed his eyes for a moment and breathed deeply, enjoying the solid weight of his best friend pressing against the full length of his body as Noah leaned in to kiss and suck at Nick’s neck. Nick arched at the contact, giving Noah full access to the sensitive flesh.
Noah reached down and pulled at the hem of Nick’s shirt. “Off, please, off” he begged, leaning back and pulling Nick into a sitting position.
Nick grabbed his shirt and whipped it over his head, tossing it aside before grabbing Noah’s hips and pulling him onto his lap. Noah straddled him readily, his body going hot as Nick manhandled him so effortlessly.
Nick slid his hands around and cupped Noah’s ass, settling him more closely against his crotch, becoming even more aroused as Noah groaned at the contact. Nick pulled Noah’s shirt off as well then leaned in to press their naked chests together, wrapping his long arms around Noah’s back and running one hand into his hair. “Noah, Noah,” Nick breathed.Noah groaned, pulling back so he could cup his hands around Nick’s jaw and lean in for another kiss.
Nick panted again as Noah sucked on his lower lip. “Mmmm, wait.” Nick pushed lightly on Noah’s chest before giving in and letting his fingers move to Noah’s nipples. He let Noah kiss him for several minutes until he couldn’t take it anymore. “Noah, wait” Nick said more forcefully this time.
“What?” Noah asked halfheartedly while moving again to Nick’s neck.
“Have you ever done this before?” Nick asked. Noah barely heard him, his mind reduced to a hazy of lust and want. It takes a minute to click, but when it does, Noah stops.
For the record, Noah’s not a virgin, not by a long shot. That being said, in this particular… area, he’s kind of at a loss
Noah shakes his head in response to Nick’s question. Nick must see something in Noah’s eyes because he begins to pull away
“we can stop, you don't have to do this."
Noah tightens his arms again around Nick's neck "No, Don’t" Nick just stares at him through hazy eyes. "Nick, I want you." And he dares to press his hips forward again.
Before he can register anything, he's pressed flush with Nick again and Nick's not kissing him. Instead Nick has a hand in his hair, and one on his waist, and he's ducking down to kiss Noah's neck and Noah's body almost gives out. He twitches under Nick's mouth and Nick is touching his tongue to every tendon and vein along Noah's neck.
Noah runs his hands down Nick's back, and Nick's left hand tightens in his hair, pulls his head over calmly to show more of Noah's neck. His right hand slips past the waistband of Noah's sweats, and holds onto his ass, He can only let out a strained whimper as he feels Nick's lips moving against his neck.
Nick's mouth has left his neck and he's pressing on Noah's scalp to usher him back to his lips, and they're shifting around slowly and carefully and shimmying out of their sweat pants. Nick pulls Noah onto his lap again, resting up against the headboard of the bed. Noah can't help but kiss along his shoulder, nipping at the skin tenderly. He feels Nick's muscles shudder under his lips and he wraps his arms around and pulls him down closer, pressing his hips up. Nick hisses and closes his eyes. He leans down and kisses the corner of Noah's mouth, trailing kisses along his jaw until he gets to his ear.
“Nick, touch me, please” Noah whispers with a needy whine. Nick pulls away to look at him again, then he begins to move Noah off his lap, which only makes Noah cling onto him harder in a sudden rush of panic. Nick chuckles and runs a hand through his hair, kissing him.
“I’m not going anywhere, baby. I just need to get something from my bag” He detaches himself from Noah and Noah is suddenly very aware of how hard his chest is pounding. He can’t see much in the darkness, only hearing Nick shuffle around by the other bed.
Nick returns and sets a bottle down next to them on the bed. Oh.
“Still okay?” Nick asks him and Noah nods timidly, moving to kiss his lips. Nick is smiling against Noah’s mouth and pulls him back onto his lap, lavishing attention down his jaw and across his collarbones. At the same time, Noah hears the lid of the bottle clicking open and stiffens.
“Shh, I’ve got you” Nick soothes, rubbing his free hand down Noah’s back. Noah nods, burying his face into Nick’s shoulder and shifting on his lap when he feels Nick's finger press lightly against his entrance. Touching with reservation and calm. Nick circles his entrance lightly and Noah hisses, the sensation new and strange, and yet he feels Nick kiss his ear again and he relaxes immediately, and Nick slips his finger inside.
"I've got you." He repeats as Noah's body pulls taut at the new feeling. They’re both holding their breath, Noah’s head hot and swimming, he nods, urging Nick to go.
Nick moves his finger a little, twisting his wrist, and he asks if Noah is alright.
"Please..." is all Noah says and hesitantly Nick adds another finger, feeling Noah stiffen and relax quickly as he scissors him slowly. Nick kisses along Noah's ear and down his neck to his shoulder, letting his mouth and teeth knead and worry the skin tenderly as he curled his fingers and moved them out and in slightly. He curls them once more and suddenly he feels Noah's body go rigid and he lets out a low groan.
"That's it, baby." Nick whispers, and Noah lets his head fall back as Nick adds a third finger. He twists and scissors and curls until he can feel Noah start to writhe softly.
He presses his face into Noah's hair, inhaling the scent of shampoo and he slips his fingers out slowly, earning a quiet, needy whimper from Noah.
Noah hears himself saying Nick’s name and Nick is kissing him again, his hands searching for something blindly on the bed that Noah can’t see. There's the sound of the bottle clicking again and Nick has a hand around his length. Noah’s breath catches, his eyes drawn down between their bodies. He pushes Nick’s hand out of the way and takes his place, continuing to smear the lube. Nick bites his lip to suppress a grunt, his hips ticking forward.
When Noah is satisfied, he rises up on his knees a little, one hand on Nick’s shoulder and the other holding his dick. Slowly, he sinks down.
Noah hisses sharply, the sudden sensation of stretch and burn searing through him, and it's all he can do to hold his breath. Nick stills immediately, just resting and waiting and Noah can feel him rubbing their cheeks together and pressing tiny kisses against his temple and neck. Noah clenches his eyes shut and tries to will the pain away. Nick kisses his shoulder again and breathes out shaky words. “Noah- baby, are you-?” He cuts himself off with a groan as Noah seats himself completely, his head dropping onto Nick’s shoulder again.
Nick nuzzles his nose into the hairs and skin on Noah's neck and wraps his left arm a little tighter around Noah's body, his hand splaying over Noah's lower back. Noah shudders, threading his fingers into Nick’s hair. “Just- just give me a second” Noah pants, straightening his back and shifting the pressure from his knees and thighs. He hears Nick bite back a groan as he clenches around him tentatively, fingernails digging into Noah’s sides.
Their eyes meet again and Noah can see just how gone Nick looks, like he’s hanging on by the thinnest thread, absolutely desperate for more. It makes Noah’s skin prickle with heat and he forces himself to rise up on his knees until Nick nearly slips out of him. The sensation made Noah white and clamp his eyes shut. He sinks back down again and Nick’s muscles tighten, he doesn’t censor himself this time, his moan low and throaty, making Noah’s dick twitch.
He does it again a few more times, his breath catching in his throat and his head falling forward. His legs are starting to burn but he doesn’t care. Every time he sunk down further onto Nick’s cock he felt like he was closer to hitting that spot inside himself. He shifts around, letting out little moans into Nick’s ear that made him practically quiver under Noah’s touch. He trembled, forcing his knees to move faster.
Noah’s mouth fell open in a silent scream as Nick’s cock brushed something deep inside him. His thrusts slowed as he chased the feeling again.
"God, Noah." Nick says breathily, his words barely escaping past his lips before he feels Noah's hips thrust back against him and Noah is kissing him again. Nick Seizes his hips tightly and pushes up against the weight of Noah’s body, letting Noah relax as he takes over most of the work.
Noah’s head falls back again, his back arching. Nick’s mouth suddenly latches onto a nipple and Noah moans. His hands come up to hold Nick’s head as he sucks, his eyes rolling back in his head.
"Oh god..." And Nick thrusts a little harder at Noah's whimpers. "God, you feel so good, Noah."
"Fuck... Nick."
Nick's stomach twists tightly as he hears his name slip off Noah's tongue and Noah isn’t prepared for when Nick grabs his thighs and lays him back against the bed. Noah’s hands scramble for something to hold as Nick begins to fuck into him faster, balling into the sheets above his head and panting embarrassingly loud.
Nick still has his hands on Noah’s thighs, pushing them up and using them as leverage to drive himself deeper.
Breathlessly, Noah wraps a hand around himself, whimpering at the near over stimulation. Nick moans at the sight, craning his neck down to claim Noah’s mouth.
“Yeah- god, yeah. Want to feel you come.” Nick says against Noah’s skin. Noah arches his back, squeezing his thighs around Nick, his hand pumping in time with Nick’s thrusts.
“Feels…” Noah tries to articulate, but he's way too far gone to string a sentence together at that point. Noah latches onto the back of Nick’s neck with his free hand when he hits his prostate again, his eyes screwed shut. “Fuck! Right there- fuck, right there, Nick. Please, I’m so close” He babbles. Nick makes a noise that almost sounds like a growl, one hand releasing his thigh to press against the curve of his waist, anchoring Noah to the bed.
“Say it again, baby. Say my name” Nick groans. He latched onto the skin of Noah’s neck, sucking a dark red hickey. Noah’s hips buck “Nick…” he pants. It’s all too much, Nick’s touch and his smell and his taste on Noah’s tongue. He tightens his hand around his dick as Nick thrusts one last time and then Noah’s arching off the bed, crying out with Nick’s name on his lips.
He feels Nick’s hips stutter as he clenches around him tight. Nick goes still and there's a warmth flooding Noah’s insides.
They both gasp for breath, Noah making a soft needy noise when Nick sits up, his dick slipping out of Noah. He reaches over the bed and panic soars through Noah’s body as he thinks Nick is about to leave. Instead, Nick straightens up again with his shirt in his hand.
He catches the look of worry on Noah’s face and leans down to kiss him, making Noah whimper. Nick wipes away the mess on Noah’s stomach and between his thighs as their lips are sealed together.
Whe nick pulls away, he notices a fresh tear slipping from the corner of his eye. “Hey, hey” Nick says worryingly. He settles down next to Noah and takes him into his arms. Noah presses his face into Nick’s chest “I’m sorry. Fuck. I just- I thought you were going to leave” He says, desperately grasping at his composure.
“I’m not going anywhere, I promise” Nick whispers, cradling Noah’s trembling body against his own. Noah curls around him, needing to touch every part of Nick’s body he can. “You swear?” He asks. He’s not expecting Nick to laugh, and now he’s embarrassed. He tries to push away from Nick but strong hands hold his face and force him to look him in the eyes
“Baby, do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this?” he asks. Noah looks back at him, dumbfounded. He shakes his head no. Nick chuckles again, pulling Noah closer by the small of his back.
“Remember the first time the heat went out in our apartment?”
“What about the girl at the bar the other night?” Noah has to look away, his cheeks turning pink. Nick sighs
“Noah, I thought you didn’t even like guys. I never thought there was actually a chance for that. It wouldn’t be the same but… I needed to at least try to… get over you” Noah has to laugh, relief flooding his body like fresh air. Nick laughs too and kisses him “Seriously, Jolly is so fed up with me at this point” Nick remarks.
“Wait- Jolly knew?” Noah asks, bewildered. Nick nods, his hand stroking small circles on his back. “Apparently I wasn’t very good at hiding it. He still busts my balls about following you around all the time like a lovesick puppy” He muses. Noah snorts “You could have fooled me”