Noah smiles, licking a stripe along the inside of his lip, trying to watch Freddie. He wraps an arm around his waist and doesn't let his back touch the wall, not wanting to upset the come. He wants to put his clothes back on over it, knowing Freddie likes the idea.

"Mmhm." Noah brings his other hand up to guide Freddie's mouth to his, kissing him languidly, open-mouthed, to share the taste of his own come. He lingers a little before explaining, his voice soft so they won't be overheard. "I know our date didn't go well, but, you know. That was a product of my own wishful thinking. I'm disgustingly romantic at heart." He grins, toying with the hair above Freddie's ear. "But, uh. You were good to me, before. I knew I could trust you."

"Plus you have a huge cock," he says with a laugh.