Noah tugs at Freddie's hair. "I'm not lying," he practically whines, eyes half-closed to drink in every new sensation, every press and brush and kiss along his skin. He kept thinking Freddie would come back, call him or something. He'd even been tempted to just show up, he wanted to experience this to feel how it was different, but he wanted to with someone.
Noah spreads his legs in answer, rising up on his toes a moment like it'll help Freddie's hand get there faster. "Yes, I want that," he says, face going hot.
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Date: 2017-08-25 03:11 pm (UTC)Noah spreads his legs in answer, rising up on his toes a moment like it'll help Freddie's hand get there faster. "Yes, I want that," he says, face going hot.