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[iwasmore]

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Noah's been getting hard since Freddie touched his stomach, so when he feels Freddie's cock pressed between them he's glad to find he isn't the only one. He moves his hand down to tug at the waist of Freddie's pants, aligning their hips so he has something to lazily rut up against.

"Okay," Noah says, dreamily, tilting his head so Freddie can keep kissing his neck, too, if he wants.

"Oh. Wait. Please, can I-- can I suck you first?" He blushes when he asks, but it's clear he wants it. He's never even seen a real cock in person, and now that Freddie wants more than just to kiss, his mouth is practically watering for it.

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Noah pulls off with a delicious little moan and Freddie's body instinctively curls toward it, not quite wanting to lose that wet, warm heat. He reaches down to jerk himself off the rest of the way, to come all over Noah's gorgeous face, but Noah's hand gets there first, squeezing him tight at the root, holding back the thrum of blood.

"Fuck," he breathes, the sound melting into a surprised sort of laugh. He feels a bit like the rug's been pulled out from under his feet, the control of the situation stripped from him. It's unnerving, if he's honest, and part of him wants to sit up and yank Noah onto the bed with him, wants to roll him over and jerk off all over the stretch of his pale skin just to get the upper hand back.

But then Noah's ducking in again to mouth along his length, each touch sending tremors all through him. He laughs again, tipping his head up to watch, taken by how eager Noah still is, how much he's genuinely enjoying this. "Love it," he replies, reaching to brush the hair of Noah's forehead again, thumb brushing over his brow. "Love just about everything. Do you rim?"

[iwasmore]

Noah wishes he hadn't heard that, because now he wants it. The thought makes him whimper, but maybe another time. If there's another time. Because right now he really wants to keep sucking Freddie, to make him feel good.

"Yeah, I rim," he says, tugging Freddie further to the edge of the bed so his mouth can more easily reach underneath his cock. Freddie is neatly kept, and curious, Noah reaches with his tongue to lick at where he's most vulnerable. He takes him into his mouth, so gently, exploring the texture, the feel of him.

"Is that what you want?" he asks when he's had his fill, breathless. Inspired by Freddie's own filthy mouth, Noah looks up at him. "Want me to lick you out?"

[thisfaceismine]

Noah's somewhat surprisingly strong, his hands gripping Freddie's hips and drawing him closer to the edge of the bed with a single tug.

Laughing, Freddie lifts his legs up higher as Noah ducks down between them, bringing his own hands up to the backs of his thighs as his mouth falls open in a soundless gasp. Because Noah's wasted no time at all in licking him right where Freddie licks it most. It's a slick touch, not at all tentative and Freddie shudders for a moment, his fucking fucking aching as Noah leans away again.

"Shit, yeah," Freddie manages finally, not caring anymore just who has the control, only wanting Noah's amazing fucking mouth on him again. "God, do it. Put that tongue in me. Fuck."