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JR Bourne self tape audition - The After

JR Bourne's self-made audition tape for the role of Wade in the movie The After. The role went to Adrian Pasdar instead. Travesty.

I actually found it!

Help!

Does anyone know the name of the one shot about Noah Sebastian where he gets his hair braided for every time he gave the reader an orgasm?? I can’t find it! 🥹

Is anyone else’s tumblr being weird? When I type in certain things or names etc the feed is like 6 posts long even though I know it’s got 1000s?

Heyyy ignore if you're not taking requests but I'd you are then could you do one where Matt and reader have been growing closer and it's super obvious and irritating to the others so they hatch a plan to set them up unbeknownst to them that they've already started being a bit couply, like maybe some stolen kisses and stuff so the set up makes them realise how into each other they really are?

Hey 😊 I’m not writing at the moment however I’m hoping this will give me the incentive to start so I will keep this request! I’m in work for the next few days so I’ll start on it as soon as I can 🙏

Movie Night HC’s

heavily inspired by a convo with @english-fucker hehe:3

(like 1.1k words. implied matt x reader x davis. she/her used, y/n used like once. bad writing probably bc it was very quick and i just wanted to write something. not proofread srry i hate reading my own writing. a lot of Marvel talk, could be incorrect idk man. mostly dialogue.)

You should’ve known better, really. 

On paper, movie nights are a great idea. Cuddled up on the couch with a bunch of blankets, your two best friends, three pups surrounding you.

Matt always brings the snacks. Usually way too much Dr Pepper and sweet tea for three people - “you don’t know my limits”, he’d argue in response whenever you brought it up - Takis, a big tub of salsa and chips, and a few of your favorite snacks that are “for Y/N, Davis. Get your damn hands off ‘em.”

Davis would always pick the movie, which was usually Marvel, DC, Star Wars or some other movie you’d all seen a hundred times. It’s not like you cared, really. You were just happy to be with your favorite guys.

Tonight’s movie? Civil War

You should've known the second Davis put it on. But you didn't think twice. And now, you’re sandwiched between the two of them while they argue. Again.

“No fucking way Team Cap is better, dude. Stark has Vision, War Machine, Spiderman, and Black Panther.” Davis huffs as he shoots Matt a look

Matt laughs. “Dude, you’re really taking their side against Cap? Against Winter Soldier? Captain America, one of the most iconic characters of all time? Spiderman is what, sixteen? He’s great, don’t get me wrong, but his character arc hasn't even started. You think he's got any game in a war? Against Bucky fucking Barnes?”

Your eyes flick between the two of them. You’re almost halfway through the movie, but you know for a fact this isn't ending anytime soon. At this point, you’re not even annoyed. You’re used to it by now. And maybe it's kinda cute watching them still be so passionate about something they’ve seen so much they can practically quote it in their sleep.

“Tony Stark is a billionaire. And how many PhDs does Cap have, huh?”

“Dude, that doesn’t matter. Like, at all. How many PhDs does a soldier need? He’s a soldier. I’ll give you that he’s a billionaire, so yes, he has resources. But he’s not a soldier, or a fighter like any of the others in the group. He’s a scientist. Cap leads a team, he fights, and he wins. So get off Stark’s dick, my God.” Matt huffs, shoving a handful of Takis in his mouth.

It’s been long enough. The movie’s almost over, and you can barely pay attention when they’re arguing over it. “Can you guys shu-” You start to cut in.

“Wait, shh. Shut it, this is the best part.” Davis says, throwing a hand over your lap as he sits up excitedly. You roll your eyes, about to speak up when Matt jumps in in your defense. Well… Partly. Most of it is probably just the need to keep arguing.

“Dude, don't shush her. You were the one talking to start with, dick.”

“Me?! You’re the one goin’ on about how Tony Stark, the dude whose movie started the entire MCU franchise, sucks. Which is fuckin’ insane.” Davis grumbles, once more completely disregarding the movie he chose. Sometimes you wonder if he does it on purpose, picking a movie he knows he could argue about for hours.

You sigh quietly, a faint smile playing on your lips as you look down at Boo’s head on your lap in a silent “Are you hearing this?”. As if he understood, the dog huffs quietly and shifts to rest a paw on your knee. Next time you should just invite Boo, Zeus, and Max and leave it at that.

You zone out eventually, listening to Matt’s claims that Tony Stark being the first doesn't mean he’s the best, and Davis arguing that the Avengers wouldn’t be anything without the funding and marketing he provided. “You think for a dude who works with bands, you’d know management is a huge part of making talent what it is.”

Soon enough, the credits are rolling, and they realise they haven't paid attention at all. 

“Fuck, okay. Start it again.” Davis says as he reaches for the remote.

Matt snatches it from his hand, grinning. “Absolutely not. I’m picking the next one. You got it the last time and you wasted it. We need a break from your little nerd movies.” “And Lord of the Rings is any less nerdy?”

“Uh, yeah! Lord of the Rings is a masterpiece in fantasy worldbuilding, man. We’re watching it.”

Davis rolls his eyes, finally deciding to remember you were squished between the two of them. “Why don’t we let Y/N choose? She’s the one who invited us over. Sweets, what do you think-”

He cuts himself off as he finally looks over, noticing you slumped against the back of the couch with your eyes closed and hand stilled in Boo’s fur.

Matt snickers. Of course, you’re asleep. You always fall asleep after the first movie, and they’re always too busy debating to notice.

“Dude.. she's asleep already.”

Davis scoffs. “Yeah, because listening to you bored her half to death.”

“Yeah, right. More like you and your lame ass takes put her to sleep.”

“Whatever.” Davis rolls his eyes, snatching the remote and throwing it over to the other side of the couch. “C’mon, she’s gonna get a neck cramp if she stays like that. Shove over, dumbass.”

“Aww, and you suddenly care about her?” Matt teases, rolling his eyes right back but shifting over anyway. “I didn’t know you had a heart.”

“Fuck off,” Davis grumbles quietly as he shifts you to lay down, your head on Matt’s lap and legs thrown across his own. You stir slightly at the movement, a soft sigh escaping you and causing them to lower their voices. “You know exactly how I feel, dickwad. Not like you’re any better.”

A laugh comes from Matt, smirking as his hand moves down to your hair on instinct. “Ah, yes. But I can at least admit that I care.”

“Yeah? Admit it to her, then.” Davis quips in response as he shoots Matt a knowing look.

Matt’s smirk falters at that, sighing as he looks away. Davis has got him and they both know it. “Don’t start with me.” He mutters.

After a moment of silence, Davis sighs quietly. A small smile graces his lips as he looks down at you. “Guess we’re both just fucked then, huh?”

Matt laughs quietly. He pushes a strand of hair out of your face as he looks down at you, too, his expression mirroring Davis’. “Guess so. Pretty pathetic for both of us, honestly.”

“Eh, who knows?” Davis shrugs and leans back against the couch. “Maybe she’s one of those girls who’s like… super into the whole ‘two boyfriends’ thing.”

“Stop it.” Matt scoffs, throwing the bag of Takis at him. “You’re gonna get my hopes up.”

I legit can’t stand the tea blogs. Like all the people are wayyyy too sensitive and will bring up the past of the band/crew constantly just to feel relevant and have something to talk about. God forbid you disagree with them they lose their shit.

I just block them I’m not interested in their personal lives to be honest i don’t know them I’ll never meet them who am I to judge anyone. And I’ve no clue how they find this information it’s kind of creepy 😂

Oh my god, this will be the 3rd time I’ve tried to upload this 🙄 stupid app, hasn’t showed up in the tags twice so I pray this works

Thank you for the request! I’m glad you enjoyed part 1 and I hope you enjoy this one as well!

Noah Sebastian x female reader

No warnings

“Oh for fuck sake!”

You turned your head at Noah’s sudden outburst as you both sat on the sofa in your living room.

“What?”

Noah sighed and threw his phone onto the coffee table in front of you.

“That was my manager, apparently our social media is blowing up because the fans have seen pictures of us with our rings on”

You smirked at him slightly.

“So?”

Noah looked frustrated as he turned his body to face you.

“So? I wanted to try and avoid this for as long as possible, we have only been married for 3 weeks and it’s already out there!”

You picked up your phone which has been on silent and saw that your phone had indeed been blowing up with messages, texts, etc all about you two. When you opened the article, you saw a photo of you two smiling with your coffees and walking hand and hand down the street. Clearly a fan had snapped them and both your rings were on full display.

“God that’s an awful picture of me”

You giggled as Noah looked at you in disbelief, “sorry I just don’t see what the big deal is? They were going to find out eventually”

“The big deal is that half of these ‘fans’ are fucking crazy! I don’t want you being exposed to the hate and the drama that these people bring! I know it’s not all but some of these ‘fans’ will pick apart anything I do!”

You gave your husband a small smile and took his hand in yours.

“Being with a famous, talented and extremely handsome frontman of one of the biggest rock bands in the world right now, was always going to have some backlash. This is no different, I don’t take any notice of the ‘crazy fans’ and most are actually very lovely and respectful”

Noah sighed again and looked defeated.

“I know but…you don’t deserve any hate at all and it’s not fair on you to have to put up with it”

“As I said, comes with the territory. Stop worrying and let me deal with the fans, I’m not going anywhere so the haters will have to get used to it won’t they?”

Noah smiled and nodded before leaning in and pressing his lips to yours softly which you returned.

“Besides, they only hate me because they are jealous that I get to have you every night”

“Oh really?”

You smirked and lent in closer.

“Yeah, in fact, I’m really pretty tired right now”

You watched as Noah’s smile grew and he laced his fingers with yours.

“Well then maybe I need to take you up to bed, it’s only what a good husband would do”

“Always looking after his wife”

Noah stood up with you and started leading you out of the room.

“Of course. Now get up those stairs Mrs Davis”

Sleep Token

One month to go! 👏🥰

Sunburn

Warnings*** smut, language, a little angst below the cut

TAGS: @shilohrosechicken, @pathion, @philomenie

                                             Sunburn

“Shit baby, that fucking hurts!” Noah yelled at me. 

He writhed in pain as I applied the cool aloe to his shoulders that were burning red from days in direct sunlight. I told him to keep the black button-up shirt on the entire set so this wouldn't happen, but he didn’t listen. His ego was too loud and in the end he did what Noah wanted to do. Now he was suffering the consequences. I’ll admit that I did feel a bit sorry for him, especially when seeing the small sun blisters that were visible even through the ink of his tattoos, but now I'd had enough of his whining and piss-poor attitude. “Just shut-up,” I chided, nudging the side of his head with my elbow. “And quit whining. It's just aloe.” 

I squeezed more of the sticky clear stuff out of the aloe leaf and lathered Noah’s burnt skin with it. 

“God- fucking- bless, woman! Gentle!” 

Sighing, I lowered one hand and placed the back of the other one on my forehead, giving him my best death glare.

“You’re making this so freaking impossible, Noah!” 

He crossed his arms and threw his head back with closed eyes. 

“It fucking hurts, Y/N,” he seethed. 

“I know it does, baby, but that’s not my fault. I told you,”

His head flew up, eyes wide. “Don’t you dare say “I told you so”.” 

Hiding my grin, I lowered my head, closing my eyes, and taking a deep breath. 

“Whatever you say, Noah.” 

I was over this already. I was so tired, drained from all the heat, the running around, the back and forth, and the constant bickering between me and Noah in the past three days. I wanted to pass out and sleep until Christmas.

Noah pinched the bridge of his nose then took my hand, and placed  a soft kiss on the top of it. 

“I’m sorry, okay. Can you please try to be more gentle?”

His big brown eyes pleaded with me.

“That's more like it,” raising an eyebrow as I kissed his forehead. He wrapped his arms around one of my thighs and placed a soft kiss on my belly, making my insides flutter. 

“You’re too sweet to him, Y/N. I'd  lather that shit up and slap it on him,“ Jolly admitted over my shoulder as he walked by. “He’s being a fucking pussy about it.” 

“Fuck you, Jolly,” Noah barked.

“Whatever Noah,” Jolly chuckled, sitting down in the chair across from his best friend, staring heavily at him.

“You should have kept the shirt on like Y/N said. She knows these kinds of things, Noah.” 

Matt slipped his opinion in, giving me a wink. I smiled, tucking the loose hair that had fallen behind my ear.

Biting my tongue to keep myself from saying how I was really feeling, I continued to gently apply the aloe to Noah’s skin. But the more I thought about how he was acting and how he'd been making me feel the last few days, I was going to let the truth spill out. 

“You know what, it’s fine Matt.” I wiped my hands on my pants, throwing the aloe leaf in the trash.

“We all know how Noah can be a stubborn, hard headed ass sometimes. He deserves what he gets.” 

I leaned back against the counter next to the trash can and folded my arms over my chest, staring hard at the floor. I knew I crossed a line with Noah, but I didn't care anymore. I was done feeling hurt. Quickly glancing over at Noah, I found him watching me, eyes glued to my face with a look of shock. His hands, still wrapped in tape, gripped the sides of his chair and he was still as stone. 

“What the fuck did you just call me?”

I could tell what I'd said caught him off guard because the tone of his voice was sheer surprise.

“You heard me, I know you did.” 

“No, I'm sorry, no, I didn't. I'm a little hard of hearing in this ear,” he lied, pointing to his left ear and rising out of his chair. He started unwrapping his hands, balling up the tape, and tossing it in the trash as he walked over to me. He narrowed his eyes, clenching his jaw so hard his cheeks hollowed. 

Noah could be very intimidating when he wanted to be, with his 6 '3, monstrously toned body, but I knew he’d never, ever hurt me. He was just in a mood; a picking, fighting mood that I was trying really hard to overlook.

With a deadpan expression, Noah and I had a stare down, waiting to see who would look away first. 

“If you don’t tell me what you said, Princess, I might just have to take you somewhere quiet and fuck that pretty mouth of yours until I get it to come out,” Noah threatened, engulfing my entire body in deep arousal that went right between my legs. His lips brushed against my jaw line, sending chills down my spine the moment he leaned over and whispered in my ear. 

“And when I fill it with my cum, making you drink every bit of me, maybe you’ll think twice before using it for something else other than me.” His eyes were dark with lust and drinking me shamelessly. Holy fuck. I was so turned on. The smug look on his face made my knees buckle and the ache between my thighs burned like a raging fire, bringing me closer to the edge. All Noah needed to do was take me to that quiet place he spoke of and do whatever he had to do to push me over. 

His long tattooed fingers wrapped around my chin forcing me to look at him. 

“Is that what you want, Y/N? You want me to make you pay for all the sass that pretty mouth of yours likes to spill? You want me in your mouth?”

His voice was low and deep, the raspiness from all the yelling and screaming on stage still present and I was quivering from his touch alone.

“Answer me,” he demanded. His penetrating gaze was slowly undressing me and I was gladly letting him do it. 

I nodded. Slowly.

His fingers gripped my chin tighter and thankfully I had enough leverage to look down and see just how turned on he was by our little exchange. He was so hard for me and just as ready as I was. 

“Fuck me,” he breathed as a wide grin spread over his lips.

I was probably going to pay for what I was about to say because it would be the force to drive Noah over the edge, but that’s what I wanted.  

“Gladly,” I whispered, watching his fixed stare melt away. 

A deep rumbling growl fell from his lips and before I knew what was happening, Noah picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, the pain and discomfort of the sunburn quickly forgotten. I squealed and kicked my feet, demanding he put me down with slaps to his back.

“I swear to God if you don’t put me down Noah, I’ll,” 

“You’ll what, Princess?” 

“I will pinch you! Everywhere my fingers can reach!”

That got his attention and he lowered me down faster than he’d picked me up.

He was breathless and I was losing my composure over how fucking hot he looked right now. All my defenses were down; he knew that.

“Why are you such an ass?” 

“Why are you such a bitch?” 

My eyebrows arched.

“You started this!”

He smirked. 

“Did I? Are you sure about that,” he questioned, making perfectly good eye contact with me. 

My brows furrowed in confusion. 

“You know you did!”

“Are you sure?” 

The way Noah's body moved closer, barely brushing against mine but making the tender flesh around my nipples and entrance tingle, pleading for him to touch me, was making me lose sight of my frustration and how irritating he'd been. 

“You sure it wasn’t you and the way you were standing off to the side of that stage, all fucking hot and sweaty, soaking wet for me between those fucking thighs of yours?” Noah cocked his head to the side, reaching over and running a finger down between my breasts, hooking its tip over the front of my shirt and pulling me closer. “Those thick, warm thighs that hold me so well and let me kiss and bite them until I can taste the sweet juices that start to drip down the second I do this.” Noah slipped his hand down the front of my leggings so fast, placing his fingers between the warmth of my folds and slid his finger inside me as he shoved me up against the wall. “Fuck Noah!” I snapped when the back of my head hit the wall. But I could no longer feel anything other than the erotic way his finger was working me up to that edge I was so desperately wanting. “Look at you panting and needy already. Look what I can do to you just by a few words,” Noah teased, inserting another finger in me, knuckle deep, and moving in and out of me faster. “You're so filthy wet for me, Princess,” pushing my legs further apart with his knee before planting sloppy nibbled kisses on my neck. His word choices made unsubtle moans fall from my lips and I threw my head back, locking eyes with Noah, watching his face as he worked to bring me to that sweet release I'd been hungry for all day. Shamelessly, I grinded on his fingers that pushed further in me each time he pulled them back and back in. And then when he found that spot I couldn't hold back the scream that filled my throat.

“Uh, fuck Noah,” clenching my teeth and hitting him in the shoulder as my one hand clamped down on his arm while the other one covered his hand that had his fingers up in me. “God I fucking hate you sometimes,” I claimed, between a cry and a moan. “No you don't, you just like to think you do, Princess,” grinning and breathing a quick laugh before sinking his lips into mine and shoving his tongue in my mouth. It was wet and sloppy, but I welcomed it. I wanted all of Noah. Every last drop. “I hate you Noah,” I said again, his name coming out more as a moan than anything. His laughter echoed off the walls of the hallway as did my cries of pleasure. “I love you, baby, every fucking part of you.” I took his face in between my hands and frantically kissed him like I was terrified he might just slip away. The muscles in my stomach began to tighten and the all too familiar heat pooling in my back and between my thighs was the only warning I needed. It never failed; Noah knew exactly how to use his fingers to make me forget ever being mad or upset with him. “Right there, baby oh fuck don't stop,” I begged him, grabbing his arms again. Noah worked me faster and harder until my orgasm hit me so hard he had to throw his hand over my mouth to keep my quiet. Noah was laughing. ‘I love how loud you get. It lets me know I'm doing my job correctly.” I was completely out of breath, and once my body relaxed, I was able to fully look at Noah. He slid his fingers  slowly out of me and brought them to his face, smelling them before slipping them into his mouth sucking. “Mmm, I fucking love how you smell, how you taste.” He pushed his body into me, pinning me between him and the wall. We slowly kissed, tongues slipping and sliding together, and fingers and hands entwined. 

 “You had me pretty worked up on stage earlier. All I could think about was you and the way you fuck, the way you cum for me.” Noah slipped his hand behind my head and brought our faces closer together nudging our noses together. I ran my hands down his neck and chest, over the ink written stories his body told. 

“You really wanna fuck me, don't you,” he chuckled in between our kisses.

“Yes, I do,” mumbling while gripping his shoulders with no regards to the sunburn and if I was hurting him. 

“I want to drink you like you threatened me. I want you in my mouth,” admitting fearlessly. I gazed up at him only to find him staring as if he was ready to consume me. 

Noah lowered his forehead to mine, placing a soft kiss on my nose.

Suddenly I was being yanked down the hall and tossed to a room at the far end of the hall where Noah was sure we’d be entirely alone. He slammed the door closed and locked it, before turning to look at me. I couldn't wait for him to move. I needed him to know how badly I wanted him. Closing the gap between us, I grabbed Noah by the front of his pants and quickly undid the tie knot. “Slow down, Princess, I'm not going anywhere.” I smiled at him as his pants fell to the floor, revealing his hard cock that was ready and waiting for me to taste. My mouth was watering already from just the thought. 

“Are you ready? I have no intention fucking your mouth softly.”

The muscles in my stomach tightened as the coiling tension continued to build up. 

“I don't want you too,” I replied. I gave him a smirk as he pulled me into him, kissing me so hard that it took my breath away. My hands found the waistband of his boxer-briefs, yanking them down until his cock sprang free, revealing its beautiful self to me. I groaned the second I saw it and instantly took the long, thick, hard shaft into my hand and began to stimulate it more than it already was. 

“Oh God, Baby,” Noah moaned, sucking air through his teeth and throwing his head back. “Fuck, that feels so fucking good,” he whispered under his breath. I gripped him harder, working him up the faster I moved my hand back and forth. “Is this what my boy needed,” I whispered, rubbing my thumb over. his tip. Noah let out a loud moan, throwing his hands on my arms and squeezing them. “Fuck yeah it is,” he breathed try to keep himself together. “You want to cum already, don't you?’

Noah released a slight whine, looking down at me.

“I wanna cum in your mouth,” he stated unapologetically.  

I grinned and began to lower myself, feeling the pressure of his hinds pushing me quicker to my knees.  Noah’s cock was beautiful and having it in my mouth always made me feel prideful; like I owned him. I did just like he owned me, and didn't want it any other way. 

Slowly, I dragged my tongue up his long shaft, feeling the ridges and crevices that were the culprits of my many orgasims and wrapped my mouth around the thickest part of him to satisfy the hunger I'd had for days. I could hear Noah's breathing grow louder and heavier, and when I gathered him in my hands to keep him still, his hands found the back of my head, tangling his fingers in my hair. I sucked him harder, tasting the saltiness of his precum on the tip of my tongue as he pushed my head further into him until the tip hit the back of my throat, making me gag. 

Noah, lightly laughed, pulling me back by my hair.

“That's it Princess, gag on it, let me fuck your mouth until your eyes water.”  

He moaned loudly, no longer caring who could hear as I swirled my tongue around him, letting my spit spill out all over him. 

“That's it, fuck me baby, fuck my cock with that pretty mouth of yours.” His grunts and growls grew louder as he continued to buck his hips into my mouth. It pleased me knowing I could bring this kind of pleasure to Noah. He deserved it; despite how much he whined and pouted and was a pain in my ass. I loved him and would do anything he asked me to do. 

“You suck me like a damn dream, Y/N,” he grunted. “So fucking greedy for this dick down your throat, Princess. I'm so fucking gone for you,” he moaned louder, tugging at the roots of my hair. 

I let Noah continue to fuck my mouth at an erratic speed. I gripped his thighs with as much strength as I could manage, holding him still so he wouldn't gag me anymore. I was engulfed in the sensual wet heat that was a combination of pleasure and pain, lost in the feeling of him surrounding me. 

“That's it, Princess, fuck yes, right there, use your tongue, oh god!” 

Noah’s praises fell from his lips like rain, hydrating every part of my body, my mind, even my very soul. “Look how you're fucking taking every inch of my me like a goddess, holy fuck Y/N!” Noah's voice was getting louder and his thrusts were getting sloppier. I couldn't see his expression but I imagined he had his hands up in his own hair, watching me work his cock until he came. “Shit, baby I'm close!”

Noah's breathing increased, his hips were starting to go limp, and with the consistent twitching of his cock against my tongue, I knew he was close.

“God- dammit Y/N you're making it, I fucking can't, shit baby I'm gonna cum, fuck, I'm cum,” and without anymore warning, Noah let go, spilling his warm salty seed in my mouth. It hit the back of my throat like a bullet, forcing me to swallow most of it, while some spilled down my chin. 

I collapsed, my jaws sore and I was  out of breath, sitting on my knees and letting the taste and feeling of him pass before I could do anything else. Noah sat down next to me, looking just as worn out as I felt. But we weren't finished. In fact we were just getting started.

“I don't know where the hell that came from, but I feel like I should get you mad at me more often.” We looked at each other and chuckled. His sweetness was back, and it made me want to climb up in his lap and wrap my legs around him. I brushed the hair out of his eyes and kissed him slowly.

“When are you going to stop being so mean to me?” 

“I don't know what you're talking about,” he smirked, slipping his hands under my shirt and running them up my back.

“Yeah, I figured.” I lowered my head into his chest and breathed in his scent of what smelled like the ocean and salt. 

“I'm sorry. I do get mean when I get stressed out don't I?” 

“Mmmmhmmm.”

We sat in a brief silence. 

“What can I do to make it up to you?”  His fingers had already undone the clasp to my bra, but was waiting for permission to continue.  

“You already have. I’m good now.” 

He lifted my face.

Noah’s eyes shifted to my lips, making him lean in and take my bottom one between his teeth, sucking it lightly. Then our mouths met and for a few seconds we kissed, relishing in the feeling. 

“Sugar, I've developed a taste for you, now,” he began to softly sing. 

“Are you seriously singing Sleep Token to me right now?” I laughed, pushing Noah on the chest.”

“My arms keep you in the room, barely let you move, show me what to do.” His voice rang out in my ear as he lifted my shirt and pulled off, then removed his own.  

“Do you wanna see how far it goes? Do you wanna test me now my Love?” 

Noah’s brown eyes bore into mine, releasing the feral intentions he'd been hiding. 

“Well do you,” pulling down the straps to my red laced bra and planting soft kisses on my collar bone, with his warm breath gliding over my skin. His hands ran up my neck, gently pushing my head back and his lips found their target; sucking, biting, and sliding all over. 

“I need to cum inside you Y/N. I want to see me spill out of you and down these fucking hot thighs of yours,” gripping my legs and tugging me into him until I felt his swollen cock against my entrance. 

“I want you to, too,” I breathed, running my hands through his hair and grabbing it at its end. He seethed as he reached behind me and pulled my leggings and underwear completely off. 

“Hang on.” Noah paused, sliding me off him, but staying on his knees. “I just want a taste,” he admitted, grinning up at me before forcing my legs apart and lowering his mouth to my wet core. Out of impulse, I tilted my pelvis up towards him as an invitation and heard a deep, subtle growl escape him. He swiped his finger through my wetness, coating his finger with it, and then dived in, licking and lapping up every drop he’s made me create for him. His warm breath and the feeling of his tongue and lips circling my clit made me shamelessly moan his name louder than before. 

“God, you taste so fucking good,” he mumbled, and I almost came for him then, but he pulled away, leaving me empty and whimpering. 

“Don’t worry, Princess, I’m not finished yet,” Noah promised, removing his pants entirely this time then sitting back down.

“Come here,” he demanded, pulling me into his lap and lining himself up with my opening. We both looked down and watched him enter me, the feeling of immediate fullness engulfing all my senses. Noah held me as close to his chest as possible as we slowly but savagely fucked eachother, knowing this was out of pure lust and desire. 

We went faster, Noah grabbing my hips and pushing my clit down harder on his rigid cock. I could feel his pulsing veins, naked inside me, filling me to the point of making me cum again. I clenched tightly around him, digging my nails into his shoulders and biting him.  

“Not yet, Baby. I’m not finished with you yet,” he growled, moments after the noises coming out of him were so intoxicating me that I never wanted him to stop. 

He pulled out, flipping me over onto my knees, pushing my face and chest down to the floor, but lifting my ass up closer to his dick. 

“You know I love you right, Princess,” he grunted, pressing his large hand to the middle of my back. 

“Yes, Noah, I know you love me,” anxiously waiting for what he was about to do next. 

“Good, because I’m going to fuck you like I don’t,” and with those words, he slammed into me, grabbing my hips and pulling me and pushing himself deeper and deeper into me with each aggressive thrust. 

“God, fucking,” I tried to catch my breath, but it was impossible. 

“Noah!” I cried the harder he fucked himself in and out of me digging nails into my hips.

“I want to ruin you, Princess,” Noah barked through gritted teeth, rutting against me at an relentless pace, stretching me with a hint of pain. “I want to damage you until all you know inside you is the shape of my dick inside the walls of your pussy that’s mine.” I didn’t hold back my screams for more or cris of how good it felt. I wanted everyone to know I was Noah’s and how well he could satisfy me and my needs. 

I wasn’t going to last much longer; I told Noah that. My knees and elbows were sore, and I was losing all composure. 

“Tighten around me then, baby, let me feel you,” Noah said, leaning down and letting his thumb find my clit. He wasn't gentle either as he encircled it, hips still thrusting in and out of me. “Cum for me Y/N. I know you want to. Cum so I can fill you up!” He hit my spot with the perfect rhythm, pulling a string of cures from me.

“Don’t fight me, Baby. Don’t fight how much you fucking want to.” Noah was right. For some reason I was fighting, but with his last words and the pressure of his hand wrapped tightly around the back of my neck, pressing me hard into the floor, I let go and almost instantly, after my legs pressed tighter around him, I came with a sharp cry, my entire body shuddering around him. Noah followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside me until we were both spent and gasping for air. 

“Holy fucking shit,” Noah said, breathlessly. I collapsed to the floor, my entire body flat. I was shaking, overstimulated by what I’d just experienced and couldn’t form a functioning thought for anything. 

A loud knock on the door startled us both, and I jolted up, running into Noah’s chest. He threw his black tank to me quickly, and I slipped it on right after slipping on my undies.

“Yeah, what is it,” Noah called out, voice raspy and dry. 

“Hey, uh if you two are done making your porno, Matt wants us all together for a quick update before we head out.” 

Noah and I could hear the amusement in Jolly’s tone and also the other two voices right outside the door. I was instantly embarrassed. Noah caressed my cheek with his finger, ensuring me he wasn’t. 

“Yeah, give us a few minutes and we’ll be out,” Noah answered, staring into my eyes before kissing me deeply. 

“Alright. Hey, how’s the sunburn now?”

“Fuck you, Jolly,” Noah yelled.”

A roar of laughter filled the outside, shaking my head as I finished dressing. 

“You sounded really good too, Y/N. At least Noah knows what he’s doing,” Jolly cackled, knowingly getting under Noah’s skin. 

“Oh my, will you all just quit already!” Noah yelled again. 

He looked at me and I shrugged, realizing there was no point in denying anything. Noah always knew what he was doing. Especially when it came to me.