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[iwasmore]

Noah was beginning to regret having not actually just ducked into a bathroom stall with Freddie. The offer to peek had been spontaneous, something he meant to be super casual and not the request he'd made at the mall that had caused another rift between them. But now the reception was over and Noah had driven Donna home, and that meant driving to Freddie's apartment and knocking on his apartment door - not to come over to hang out, but to show off what the city had done to him.

No matter what way he turned it around in his head, coming over to Freddie's apartment like this felt anything but casual. Even though that's all it could be.

He was over-thinking it.

Of course they could just hang out. They'd done it before a ton of times, it would be fine. Maybe he could even forget the boobs thing altogether, maybe it was a bad idea to begin with.

So Noah parked at Freddie's apartment building and knocked on his door, still in the dress he'd worn to the wedding, his hair pulled from its braid and lipstick reapplied. He told himself it was so he wouldn't look like a wreck on his last day as a girl, was all.

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The position is a bit precarious with nothing at Freddie's back, but he manages to keep his balance, groaning when Noah lightly takes his other hand and guides up to the perfect swell of his left breast. Greedy, Freddie takes a good handful, teasing Noah's nipple between two fingers as he slides his other hand higher still, right along the crease of Noah's thigh and inward a bit over the tight little curls of his cunt.

"Plan to," he says because this is easy now. Whatever might happen later, whatever rules might lock back into place once Noah gets his real body back, Freddie's keen on indulging in as much they can get to tonight.

Mouth still at Noah's shoulders, he spreads his own legs a little wider, shifting his balance and forcing Noah to spread even further before grazing his finger down the center of Noah's folds, grinning when he finds him already wet. His cock jerks under Noah's weight and he lets out a soft groan when he finds the tiny, hard nub of Noah's clit with the tip of his finger and circles it lightly.

[iwasmore]

"Oh wow," Noah breathes out, a startled, warm-sounding exclamation. It's so much different than having his dick stroked or teased, but gives him the same sort of stomach-clenching, shivery feeling. Being unable to see Freddie, feeling clothes and not skin against his back and legs, and Freddie's hands and body feeling somehow so much bigger to him than normal gives it all an erotic edge even though they aren't doing anything particularly kinky.

Noah reaches an arm back, cupping the back of Freddie's head and pressing his cheek to Freddie's temple.

"That feels good."