It's obvious Noah has no desire to hold back, a moan punching free as Freddie pushes in again. He shifts slightly, tiling his hips back for more, his back a delicious little curve as he reaches to sink his fingers into Freddie's hair, holding on as Freddie fucks his hips forward.

"Yeah?" he asks, honestly surprised Noah had really been seeking him out specifically. He slides the hand he has on Noah's belly lower, fingers trailing down the line of hair south of his navel as he pushes in harder. "Don't want to disappoint then, do we?"

He turns his head a bit then, teeth scraping the skin of Noah's neck as he rocks his hips in harder, hard enough that the smack of skin on skin mixes in with the murmurs and whispers. "Christ you feel good," he groans, mouth open against Noah's shoulder. "Just want to come up inside you or, better yet, come all over you. Would you like that? If I just pull out when I'm close and come all over your back?"