"Yes," Noah whispers helplessly, even though he isn't even sure it's the idea of people watching that's getting him off, or the thought of Freddie tongue-fucking him. He drags his cock against Freddie's leg, and with his finger barely breaching Noah's hole it's such a slow burn.

Noah cups the side of Freddie's face not tilted toward his own, his other hand pressed to Freddie's chest. "Jack me off, please."