Noah Was Up Streaming Late When The Door Opens And Softly Closes. He Doesn’t Even Turn Around To Check

Noah was up streaming late when the door opens and softly closes. He doesn’t even turn around to check who it was since it could only be one person, too editing a song.

That was until you were kneeled at his side, laying your head on my his with your eyes closed. There was no hesitation, as if it was a common thing, when one of his hands automatically start running through your hair.

He mutes his mic to say "Give me 10 minutes, and I'll end stream so we can go to bed."

He unmutes his mic and continues fucking with the song like i wasn’t there, letting my head rest on his lap until the end of the stream. All because you didn’t want to go to sleep without him.