#Badomens

[amelia-acero]

Had bring back this amazing tweet that Matt shared in 2017

[iloveyoutodeathbutimdrowning]

hi guys. today absolutely sucks for us and as a woman with disabilities, i’m absolutely so terrified for what will come in the future for all of us.

be safe everyone, it’s gonna be a scary next four years but don’t let it consume you and cause you to make impulsive decisions. be upset, angry, disappointed, sad. cry if you need to. if you need to sleep for the next 5-7 business days, do it. if you need to spend a lot of money to attempt giving yourself some kind of serotonin, go for it. if you want to eat an entire tub of ice cream, by all means. but please please please, i’m begging you, don’t kill yourself. you are so so important, please know that. and don’t forget that you have so many people willing to help you if you need it.

as horrifying and painful as these next four years are going to be, you can get through this. we all can.

that being said, hopefully this 90 second video of noah playing guitar will provide a small distraction and make your day even just a teeny bit better

[idwt-money]

noah and his "demon pose"

[into-the-grey]

~Novocaine~ Noah x F!Reader fic (18+)

This is actually the first ever Bad Omens fic I wrote, but I figured I may as well share it.

There is more to it if you're interested, but it got odd down the line.

Either way, onto the warnings:

Warnings: panic attack, smut, p in v, belt handcuffs, light choking, oral (F receiving), multiple orgasms

WC: 7.1k

Part 2

Noah sat in his office, his attention on his stream as he tapped on his keyboard. Rain pattered on the window outside, the dark storm clouds gathering over the city and creating a warm cozy atmosphere. Thunder rumbled in the distance, growing closer to the neighbourhood. Inside, the office was bathed in a soft purple glow from the lighting Noah had installed, adding to the relaxed vibe of the stream. He had been playing a game for a few hours now and was getting close to finishing it.

Every now and again, a jump-scare would frighten him, and he would flinch in his chair before laughing at himself. Each time he would hear Ruffilo's friend softly chuckle across the hallway.

Y/N sat in the spare room, watching Noah through the doorway. Ruffilo had gone to visit his parents in Richmond for a few days, leaving Y/N at the house. She was content to take up residency in their spare room for a little while. Watering Ruffilo's plants was a small price to pay.

This wasn't uncommon, Ruffilo regularly offered Y/N the spare room if she wanted some quiet time. He would always ask Noah for permission, and Noah would always gladly give it. Noah had never been a big fan of being at home alone, so having Y/N around the house eased his nerves.

Y/N had a place with roommates of her own, but she had been trying to get out for a while. Her roommates were party girls and social butterfly types, Y/N was much more introverted than that. She liked them, but their way of life could be overwhelming to her.

So, there she sat, wrapped in a blanket, watching from the other side of the hall. He could feel her eyes on him, and though he would never admit it, he enjoyed it a little bit.

The audience on Noah's stream could sense his distraction, seeing his gaze turn to her every now and again. He barely knew Y/N, she was more Ruffilo's friend than Noah's. She had stayed over a handful of times, and each time Ruffilo had told Noah off for flirting with her. Noah couldn't help himself. Y/N was normally bubbly and friendly, if a little quiet. She was easy on the eyes as well. And usually, she flirted back.

Today, looking at the girl was like looking at a ghost. She was paler than usual, and tense. She kept her lips in a solid line, looking away every time Noah caught her eye. She picked at her nails often, and if she looked at her phone, she would chew her lip.

It was obvious something wasn't right. It perturbed Noah to see her so reserved and fidgety. Noah had been subtly watching her all afternoon, and it seemed like she grew more restless as time went on. Still, he didn't see a reason to intervene...

Until he heard the gasping sound of a stifled sob.

He had taken his eyes off her for maybe five minutes, and in those minutes something clearly changed. His head whipped around to see her shaking, her fingers gripping tightly to the blanket and twisting deep into the fabric. He watched as she flinched into something resembling the foetal position, she held her head between her balled fists, the blanket clamped in her grip provided a gentle cushion from her knuckles. Her phone slipped off the side of the bed she sat on, landing with a soft thud on the carpet.

'Guys, I'll be back, I just need to check on something,' Noah said, sitting up and quickly muting the microphone. He switched the display to his "Be right back" screen and jumped out of his chair, tossing his headphones onto the desk and rushing across the hallway to where Y/N was suffering.

He entered the dim room, closing the door behind him and kneeling on the floor in front of her.

'Hey,' he said softly, 'hey, look at me, what's happening?' He reached up, taking her hands and pulling them away from her temples. The tense trembling in her hands made his heart ache. He could see the tears in her eyes as he squeezed her fingers in his.

'I'm s-sorry,' she stammered, trying to choke her sobs back and jerking her head from side to side. 'I t-tried t-to cont-trol it.' Noah leapt up from the floor to kneel beside her on the bed. He could feel her shivers through the mattress. He reached up, holding her head still and trying to meet her eye.

'You have nothing to be sorry for,' he assured her, 'it's okay.' He took the disheveled blanket, readjusting it and tucking it tightly around her before pulling her in and hugging her head against his chest. 'Come on Y/N, you can beat this.'

'I-, No- I can't-' she coughed. She squeezed her eyes shut tight, turning her face into his shirt and biting down on her lip. Noah noticed the skin of her lip turning a bloody shade of red.

'Hey, hey, stop, you're gonna hurt yourself,' he said softly, cupping her face, his thumb gently removing her lip from between her teeth. Her body froze under his hand, and Noah paused. He realised the intimacy in his touch, staring awkwardly at her. His hand retreated from her face, his stomach somersaulting and his body screaming in protest. Her lip was soft, her skin smooth... a part of him wanted to kiss it better...

'Not the time,' he mentally hissed at himself. 'Focus. Help her.' He looked to her widened hazel eyes, an apology on his face.

'Your lip... you're going to chew through it...' he said lamely. Y/N gave him a small nod before casting her eyes down. Her cheeks flushed red as tears began to flow down her face.

'I'm sor-ry,' she said through a shuddering breath as Noah sunk down beside her, their eyes level. Her nervous energy and her wild eyes made Noah's heart hurt. He knew the pain of a panic attack too well, he wanted nothing more than to pull her close and hold her until it passed. His mouth hung slack for a moment, trying to think of how to help. He still held one of her hands, feeling her squeezing his fingers tightly.

'Y/N, did someone do something to you?' He asked her softly.

'God no,' she shook her head fiercely, 'No.' Her free hand raked her fingers through her hair, the fitful movement looked painful. Noah winced, seeing a few strands of hair come free with her fingers.

'Hey, hey, come here.' He said, taking her hand back in his and shuffling closer to her. She leaned against him nervously, her head resting on his shoulder.

'Come on,' he said with a soft laugh, 'if you're going to lean on me, let's do this properly.'

He lifted himself to squat on the bed, sliding his back across and down the wall as he moved to sit behind her. Once planted firmly back on the mattress, he manoeuvred her to sit sideways, her legs draped over his right leg, cradling her back with his left arm, her head on his left shoulder. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, pulling the blanket up around her shivering form.

He heard a soft cough leave her lips, and he looked down at her. 'Better?' He asked her. She nodded, sighing and letting her full weight rest on him. For a moment, they just sat, Noah absentmindedly rubbing her arm as he held her close. He hoped she couldn't feel the backflips in his stomach. Silently he cursed himself for having these thoughts about her while she was struggling.

He watched as Y/N's eyes drifted closed, and he took deep, slow breaths for her to mimic. The sound of the rain outside picked up, a storm rolling in and filling the house with subtle white noise. Y/N's breathing slowly began to line up with his. The red in her cheeks began to subside, and her trembling slowed. Her fingers released their vice grip on the blanket, her knuckles returning to their normal pinkish hue.

After a long silence of just observing their breaths, Noah cupped her face, running his thumb along her jaw.

'Unclench your teeth and take a breath,' he murmured. Y/N followed his instructions obediently. Her jaw released, her lips parting slightly as she took a deep breath, exhaling out of her mouth.

'Noah, you don't need to look after me,' she said, her voice still unsteady. 'I'm a big girl, I've had anxiety for a long time, I can handle these attacks.'

Noah nodded, squeezing her shoulder through the blanket. 'I may not need to, but I want to.'

'Why?'

'Because I know how you feel, I've been there before,' he said as nonchalantly as he could. He didn't want her to worry about his history. He wanted her to stay focussed on the here and now.

'Oh...' she said, nodding slowly.

'Do you want to talk about what's going on?' He asked her. Y/N looked to her hands, picking at her cuticles as she shook her head.

'Is it okay if we don't?' She asked, her voice wavering, 'It's a lot, and I don't think I can get into it right now,' she said softly. Noah lifted a hand, brushing a stray lock of hair out of her face.

'We don't have to do anything you don't want to do. But, whenever you're ready, I'm here, okay?' He assured her, making a point to lock his eyes on hers. 'Just promise you'll reach out if you need someone?'

Her hazel eyes shone up at him in the darkness, glistening with the reflection of the low light coming through the window. She had her lip between her teeth again, the skin swollen and puffy, giving her a pout that made Noah's heart twist. His body moved before his brain could give permission. His hand came to rest on her cheek again. This time, she didn't freeze. Instead, she leaned into his touch. His thumb ran across her lip again, gently releasing it from between her teeth.

His heart thundered in his chest. He could feel her breath tingling his skin. Slowly, his head dipped towards her.

Y/N's head tilted up, their noses brushing, his skin on fire with the feeling of her. Before he could close the gap, a wave of clarity washed over him.

'Are you okay with this?' He whispered, his voice low and husky. Her lips were so close, his thumb still rested on her cheek, barely grazing her mouth. Her body returned all of his signals, desperate for his touch.

She nodded slightly, 'Completely,' she whispered back.

With a small smile, he pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was soft and sweet, his hair falling over their faces like a curtain. He gently cupped the back of her neck, holding their faces together. His stomach twisted in the best way, their lips moving together in sync. She tasted sweet, her swollen lip warm against his.

Her soft fingers found their way to his chest, tracing up to his collarbone and nervously hovering, barely touching him.

Noah smiled into the kiss, taking his hand from her neck and finding hers. He guided her hand to his chest and pressed her skin firmly to his, right over his heart, laying his hand flat over hers. She could feel his pulse racing beneath her palm. His tongue gently traced her lip, asking politely to deepen the kiss.

She paused, pulling back and breaking the kiss, watching his cheeks flush.

'I'm sorry,' he said, 'I didn't mean to push-'

'No, Noah,' she said, reaching for his face, still ginger in her touch. 'You didn't do anything wrong, I just feel like I owe you more of the story if that's where you want this to go, and I don't know if I can give you that yet.'

Noah nodded, looking at the beautiful woman in his arms. His whole body ached for her, and he couldn't stand the thought of not having her. He took a deep breath, his thumb grazing her cheek again.

'Look, cards on the table, you know I want you,' he said, 'If the constant flirting wasn't obvious enough, I absolutely want you. But it's your choice, if you don't want to go any further than this, I'll stop right here. If you want a one night stand, and never talk about it again, sure, I can do that. If you want friends with benefits, I can do that too. All fucking, no feelings. If you want to be all in, then say the word. You have me in the palm of your hand, it's your choice how much you want me to know and how far you want this to go, okay? I won't expect or demand anything from you, ever.'

Y/N's eyes widened as he spoke. She knew he wanted her, but to hear him say it out loud, confirming everything she had thought were only jokes... it changed the game. If she wanted him, she had him. But how did she want him?

There was the catch. She wanted him in every way. Mind, body, soul. But she wasn't sure she could tell him everything yet. But he said she didn't need to...

It felt wrong, wanting him completely without being able to give herself to him. She wanted things to be equal. But as she laid with his hand on her cheek, her hand resting feather light back on his collarbone, she wanted nothing more than to be his.

'I don't know, Noah. I want you, believe me, but I don't think I can be completely open about everything just yet, and I don't want that double standard. I want to know everything about you, but that doesn't feel fair-'

'Answer one question for me,' Noah interrupted. Y/N paused, waiting for him to ask. 'Do you want me?' He asked 'Yes or no?'

Y/N nodded, her eyes locked on him as he mitigated her spiral. She could see the desperation in his features, the way his gaze darted from her eyes to her lips and back again. He wasn't lying, he wanted her badly. And seeing him like this, she wanted him even more.

'Yes.'

'So take me. I'm offering myself to you, begging you to take me. If you have secrets, I don't care. I just want to be with you, okay?' He said, cradling her closer to him. Her palm still rested on his collarbone, her fingers trailing up his neck. Their eyes stayed locked, almost fighting for dominance. Even in his submission, Noah dominated.

'Okay,' she breathed, lost in his stare. The way he could pierce through to her soul, it was hypnotic. She had never felt so vulnerable and yet so safe.

Noah closed the gap once more, his lips on hers. This kiss felt hungrier than the last, but not in an unwelcome way. His hands roamed her body, searching for a sign of discomfort as he pulled her as close as he possibly could. Y/N could feel the tension growing, her body lighting up under his touch. If this was how he cured panic attacks, thank God for anxiety.

'How do you want me?' He asked, breaking the onslaught of kisses and breathing heavily.

'Maybe in private? Without a whole audience waiting for you?' she said with a weak smirk, her eyes flitting to the door. Noah felt her chest heaving, realising his where his hand now rested. He followed her gaze and remembered the stream that was still running.

'Right...' he drawled, forming a plan in his head. 'Okay, you go to my room, I'll go and kill the stream and try to avoid suspicion. I'll be there in ten minutes, okay?' a laugh crept into his voice as he spoke. His grin was infectious, his beautiful smile reaching his eyes.

Y/N nodded, half-heartedly swinging her legs off the bed and sitting up. Before she could stand from the bed, Noah's arms were around her waist again, pulling her back.

'Hey, wait a second, I didn't say you could go yet,' he said, lifting a hand to her chin and turning her face towards his. He laid a gentle kiss to her lips, savouring the feeling of her for a moment. 'Okay, now you can go.'

Y/N giggled at him, pecking his lips once more before standing up. She picked up her phone from where it laid on the floor, sliding it into her pocket while Noah stood from the bed.

'Go on, I'll be there in a minute,' he assured her, his hand running across her lower back as he stood. Her skin tingled under his hand, looking up to his face.

She watched as he opened the door to the spare room, and he took her hand, leading her out into the hall. With a swift motion, he kissed her knuckles and spun her to face his bedroom door up the hallway. 'I promise, I won't be long.'

Y/N finally began to move towards Noah's bedroom, her socked feet padding quietly on the carpet. Noah smiled as he watched her for a brief moment. Remembering his goal, he tore himself from his spot in the hall and quickly moved into the office, seeing the chat still scrolling with new messages on the screen. Most of the messages were debating if he would be coming back.

He sat down, putting his headphones on and unmuting the microphone as he switched back to the live camera feed.

'Hey guys, sorry but I've gotta go.' He raised his hands defensively as the chat began to flood with messages.

'Don't get speculative, it's nothing special,' he laughed, seeing people already starting to throw theories around, 'I just forgot about some friends coming to visit, so I should probably go and be a good host. I'll pick the game up another time, thank you for hanging out.'

He began to close down the game, saving it first. As the messages turned to people chiding him for "forgetting" and people saying good night, Noah waved goodbye and ended the stream. Finally, he shut down the computer and turned off the lights. The whirring of the fans came to a stop, leaving the room in an eerie silence, save only for the sound of the rain on the window.

As he stood, Noah took his headphones off and turned them off, hanging them up. He couldn't move quick enough, rushing from the room and closing the door behind him. He all but ran up the hallway to his bedroom. Gently, Noah tapped on the bedroom door before entering.

Inside, the room was bathed in a soft light from the ensuite bathroom. He heard the sound of running water, and he could see Y/N bent over the sink.

'You okay?' He called, locking the bedroom door behind him.

'Mhmm,' he heard her soft reply. Noah moved across the beige carpet, the burgundy walls making the room feel warm and cozy. He could see the girl wiping at her face as he stepped into the small space behind her. She looked at him in the mirror, their eyes meeting again. His soft gaze would never fail to disarm her.

'I'm alright, I promise, I just wanted to clean myself up a bit. It's been a rough few days.' A hint of the deeper story, but no real details. Noah nodded, moving closer and placing a hand on her waist.

'You know how I always say you're cute?' He mused, watching her cheeks flush. She nodded. 'Definitely not the right word, you're absolutely beautiful.'

'You're not so bad yourself,' she smirked, turning to face him. She had used the line on him during their flirty phase, and she couldn't help copying the smile that bloomed on his sweet face.

Noah slyly reached over to the light switch, flicking it off and leaving the room dim with faint evening light, before stepping closer to her. Their chests pressed together, and he bent his knees.

'You're coming with me,' he said softly, his tattooed hands wrapping around her thighs. She barely had a moment to process his movements before he lifted her off the ground. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, her legs clinging around his hips. One of his hands supported her ass, the other keeping a firm grip on her thigh.

'Noah,' she squealed, gripping awkwardly at his shirt. He turned on his heel, carrying her to the bed in the corner of the room. With careful movements, he manoeuvred himself to kneel on the mattress, still holding her up.

'You said you want me privately, this is privately. What do you want now?' His voice was husky and full of desire. His hand ran up her thigh, tracing her spine before stopping at the back of her neck. He felt the shiver that ran through her, savouring her body trembling against him.

She looked down to his face, her forehead meeting his softly, her hair falling around them. 'I want all of you. Everything you want to give me.'

'Everything?' He asked, drinking in the scent of her.

'Everything you can give me without it feeling unfair.'

'And you're completely sure this isn't too much too fast for you?' He watched her expression closely, not seeing an ounce of hesitation. Her body gave him every signal to keep going.

'I'm sure. If you're okay with this, I'm okay with this.'

She pressed her lips to his, her legs tightening around his hips as he melted into her tender kiss. He carefully leaned forward, laying her down on the comforter and rolling his hips against her. He held himself over her, brushing her hair out of the way so he could move his lips to her neck. Her gentle sigh as he nipped at her skin sent a shiver down his spine. The sound became his new goal in life, he needed to hear what other sounds she could make.

Slowly, he moved down, kissing along her collarbone and down the V neck of her shirt. His strong hand rested on her breast, surprised but pleased to find she wasn't wearing a bra. Beneath the fabric, he could feel her nipple budding against his palm. Grazing his thumb across the sensitive little nub, her body arched against him.

He expertly slid his hand under her T-shirt and up to her breast, dragging his fingers around her nipple, teasing her. Her shirt lifted, exposing the pale skin of her stomach. Again, he trailed lower, kissing his way down to the band of her sweatpants, slung low on her hips.

'Noah,' she breathed, 'Please.' Her fingertips danced lightly across his muscled arms. Her touch sent waves of electricity across his skin, but her hesitation worried him.

Noah paused his assault, returning to her face and lowering himself to her lips, kissing her deeply before taking her hand and guiding it to his neck. As her skin grazed along his throat and around to the back of his neck, he let out a sigh.

'You never need to be afraid to touch me, baby,' he breathed, searching her eyes for the fear and disarming her. Her breath hitched, her grip on the nape of his neck tightening. 'That's it,' he encouraged, 'I'm yours, take me any way you want me.'

Y/N nodded, her hands exploring his skin and building her confidence. She ran her fingers down to his hips and back up his spine, sliding up under his shirt and discovering his broad, muscled shoulders.

Noah smirked before pushing himself back onto his knees. He reached for his shirt, fluidly pulling it over his head. It landed on the floor and Y/N marvelled at his body, his tattoos, his smile, his little laugh, everything about him was perfect.

His fingers moved to his belt, undoing the buckle, but the lighting speed as he yanked the belt from the loops of his pants? Y/N had never been so turned on by such a simple movement. With a knowing grin, Noah made a point to leave the belt within arms reach.

'Your turn,' he said lowly. He bent forward, gripping the fabric of her pants and gliding it down her legs. The feeling of his knuckles across her bare ass left goosebumps on her skin. He was so methodical, so desperate to know every part of her. Somehow, Noah managed to remove her pants, panties, and socks in one go. She was left bare from the waist down and stunned.

Before she had time to figure out how he had done it, he moved again. A lighting quick movement, and suddenly his head was between her legs and his tongue was against her. Y/N's body seemed to go into a strange form of shock, a delicious moan leaving her mouth and her hips convulsing against his tongue.

'Oh fuck, Noah!' She whined, her hands flying to his head, her fingers tangling in his hair. His lush tongue drew languid circles around her clitoris, her legs clamping over his ears and earning a soft chuckle from him.

Noah grinned against her for a moment, deciding this was how he wanted to die, face first in the sweetest pussy he had ever tasted. Her legs held his head tightly, trembling.

Confidently, he positioned his fingers, sliding two deeply into her. He could feel her excitement. Her pussy clenched hard around his fingers, almost sucking them in. As he searched for the magic bump on her upper wall, he took his free hand and gripped her outer thigh hard, holding it tightly to his head and encouraging her to squeeze.

Her heavy panting told him exactly where she was, and Noah was determined to run her ragged. As her first orgasm began to peak, her panting became moans, her grip on his hair tightening.

'Fuck... Fuck... Noah...' she panted, almost breaking his fingers. His cock twitched with envy. She was so deliciously close. His only question was if he should edge her or let her come.

As she began to spasm, his name falling from her lips in breathless waves, he decided to give her the orgasm she wanted.

Barely a moment passed before she came undone on his hand and tongue. Noah refused to stop, massaging her deeply and continuing to write his name on her most sensitive parts until her body was a writhing mess, barely able to speak his name.

With a smirk, he pulled back, seeing her beautiful flushed face wearing a tired grin.

'Jesus fucking Christ, Noah' she panted.

'Oh, baby, I'm just getting started,' he told her, a salacious grin on his wet lips. Her eyes widened, excited but nervous.

Noah stepped back off the bed, removing his pants and letting them fall to the floor. Y/N was almost surprised to see that he had no piercings or tattoos on his dick, given the rest of his body. However, he was well kept, and definitely big enough to get the job done.

As he crawled back over her, she could feel his wet tip grazing the skin of her thigh, making its way up to her throbbing entrance.

Noah kneeled, lifting her T-shirt up and pulling it off her body. For a moment they took in the sight of each other. Noah took her hand in his, leaning down so he could place it over his heart, her fingers splayed and palm flat.

'It's yours if you want it, all you have to do is take it,' he murmured, locking his fingers through hers. Y/N felt his pulse thrumming under her fingers. The look in his eyes told her everything she needed to know.

'Noah,' she breathed, 'Please...'

He smiled, leaning down and letting his hair fall around them, shrouding them from the outside world. Their breath mingled in the space between, creating an intoxicating fusion. Noah's lips pressed to Y/N's, his tongue gently running across her bruised lip. This time Y/N granted him entry, tasting herself on his tongue.

Y/N's fingers tangled in the hair at the base of Noah's scalp as she rolled her hips against him. She wanted him closer, desperate to feel him in every way.

Noah smirked as he broke the kiss, rising up and kneeling over her. He looked her over, seeing her pale skin flushed. Gingerly, he took her face in his hand, thumbing over her bottom lip again.

'Only I'm allowed to bite this, understand?' He purred. Y/N nodded obediently. 'Good.' His fingers began to descend, tracing a line down her body, grazing her collarbones, then her stomach, coming to rest on her hip.

With a firm grip, Noah wrapped his hands around her thighs again, hoisting them up so her entrance lined up with his cock. Once satisfied with her position, he placed a hand flat on her lower belly.

'Take a deep breath,' he instructed. Y/N did as she was told, breathing in deeply. Noah applied firm but gentle pressure to her lower belly, just above her pussy. 'Good,' he said, 'now breathe out slowly.'

As her breath left her body, Noah eased himself into her, his cock gliding through the pressure created by his hand and filling the space the air left behind, burying himself to the hilt. His head tipped back as she enveloped him, a soft groan leaving his throat.

'Holy fuck, Noah,' Y/N gasped. 'Where the fuck did you learn that?'

'I read things,' he said with a smirk, looking back down to her. 'Now, are you a tender girl? Or do you prefer rough?'

'Surprise me,' she said, her body aching for him. The evil glint in his eye only turned her on more.

Noah grinned, cautiously rolling his hips to thrust into her. She showed no signs of discomfort or hesitation, so he began to build a rhythm. Her eyes seemed to roll back into her head, telling him he was doing something right.

His hands trailed across her body, one reaching for her breast, the other for her neck. He rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, eliciting more blissful whines from her.

'Fuck you're so beautiful,' he breathed, his thumb pressing on her throat lightly.

'Noah,' Y/N panted.

'Are you going to be my good girl?' He said, taking her chin in his hand and forcing her to look at him. Y/N could only nod. Anything he wanted, she would give him.

As quickly has he had pulled the belt from his pants, he reached for the leather strap and wrapped it around her wrists, pausing his rhythmic thrusts. He pulled the belt tight and offered the loose end to her lips.

'You want to bite something? Bite this. Hold it nice and tight for me, baby girl,' he instructed. Y/N took the leather into her mouth, following his orders and holding it so the tension on her wrists stayed firm. 'If you drop the belt, I'll stop, understand?'

She nodded quickly. Noah ran his thumb across her cheek, admiring the view. Her hands rested just above her pussy, her fingers stretched out to barely graze his skin. The leather of the belt ran up her body, disappearing in her cleavage as her bound arms forced her breasts together.

Agonisingly slowly, he drew himself out of her, watching her twitch in anticipation. He started softly, rolling his hips and letting his cock search for the spot on her upper wall. Each roll built up speed until his thrusts came quick and deep. His tattooed fingers clamped around her hip, his other hand working her clitoris with his thumb.

Y/N squirmed beneath him, her hips moving with his pace and her cheeks flushing bright as she fought to keep the belt clamped between her teeth. She wanted so badly to scream his name, but she would drop the belt and that meant he would stop. That was the last thing she wanted.

'Fuck, Y/N, I can feel how close you are,' Noah panted, feeling her muscles clenching and spasming around him. A twinge of pleasure ran up his body, making him grab at her thigh with a gasp.

The sudden movement made Y/N gasp, dropping the belt. Noah held true to his word, freezing as he buried himself deeply inside of her. He looked down at her sheepish face with a mischievous grin.

'So close, yet so far,' he said, breathing heavily. He slowly drew his cock out of her, almost expecting a pop, and lifted her up by pulling the strap of the belt. She sat up, her face just underneath his as he gazed down into her eyes.

'Have you ever ridden with your hands behind your back?'

Her cheeks turned pink, chewing her lip again. His hand found her cheek once more, pulling her lip away.

'What did I tell you? Only I'm allowed to bite this.' He leaned in, kissing her deeply and biting her lip hard. She winced at first, but her body melted into his, showing him she was more than okay.

Noah ran his fingers up her spine before repositioning. He fell back onto the bed, guiding her to straddle him by leading her with the belt. Carefully, Y/N balanced herself over him.

'Good girl, now lean down,' he guided, pulling her down to his face, her breasts brushing on his chest. He released her wrists from the belt, and she put her arms behind her back. 'Good,' he praised softly. Noah kissed her forehead as he bound her arms behind her back.

'You're a bit kinkier than I gave you credit for,' Y/N said, a giggle in her tone.

'Says the girl who knew exactly what to do.' Noah's flat palm slid down her body in the space between them. His fingers curled up, finding her slick pussy and sliding back into her with ease.

'Fuck...' she breathed, her body collapsing on top of him, her forehead on his and their noses brushing.

'God, I love it when you say that,' Noah told her, biting at her lip again. Another moan left her mouth, and her pussy clenched around his fingers, making his dick twitch in envy again.

She whined as his fingers retreated, but she rose up with ease. Y/N balanced herself over his stiff cock, carefully positioning herself and lowering down until the tip popped in. Noah's head fell back again, feeling her sink down onto him was almost enough to make him come.

'Fuck, Y/N, you feel so good.' Noah looked up to see his good girl, her arms bound behind her making her back arch. Her breasts on full display, watching as her body swallowed his cock.

And then she began to move. Leaning back, she supported herself on his knees, starting to roll her hips on his cock. Bit by bit the movements got bigger, drawing further out and plunging back into her as she bounced.

'Noah, I can't hold out much longer,' she panted.

'That's what I'm counting on,' he told her, reaching for her pussy. His fingers found her clitoris, massaging it as she fucked him. Her soft moans became louder.

'Fuck,' she whined, 'Noah, Noah.' She desperately tried to maintain her rhythm, but the orgasm shook her quickly, her pussy clenching hard on his cock. Noah groaned, her walls tightening and stroking him almost had him, but he wasn't done yet.

Y/N collapsed forward onto him again, her breathing heavy. He wrapped his arms around her spent form, kissing the top of her hair as her head rested on his chest.

'Breathe, baby,' he told her, letting her rest for a moment, 'I'm not done with you. One more, and then you're done.'

'One... More?' Y/N panted incredulously.

'This time, we come together, understood?'

'Understood,' she said, nodding. While she caught her breath, Noah released her arms from the belt, kissing her head and face wherever he could reach. As her breaths evened out, she looked up to him.

'Ready?' He asked. She nodded simply. Noah tangled their legs together, holding tightly around her back before rolling the pair of them. They moved in unison, Y/N now lying perfectly under him, his cock still buried in her tender pussy.

Y/N didn't get a chance to speak before Noah began to move. His thrusts came quicker, deeper than before. He reached a hand between them, tracing circles over her clitoris, and leaned in to kiss her deeply.

Y/N could feel her body revolting. One wasn't going to be enough. Noah could feel her pussy clenching already, his own orgasm growing closer. Her eyes rolled back, her body arching into his and her hands scrambling for purchase on his muscled arms.

The way her body responded to him built that familiar feeling in his gut, the warmth spreading through him. Soft grunts and groans left his mouth as she squeezed her thighs around his hips.

Noah dived down, taking her lip between his teeth again. He wanted to hear every sound Y/N could make, to taste every part of her. He wanted to own her, to be owned by her, words couldn't describe how much he needed her.

The change in position allowed him to thrust up into her, grazing that perfect spot again. A string of profanity passed her lips in panting bliss, making Noah smile as he kissed across her skin, only pausing at the spot just below her ear. He took her face, turning it to the side and exposing her neck. He trailed down her neck with few kisses, and then a firm bite, grazing his teeth along her tender skin. The squeal she made was all the approval he needed.

'Fuck, Y/N I'm so close,' he panted, coming back to her face. She nodded at him, her breaths ragged as she craned her neck to bite at his lip. Lightning shot down Noah's spine as he moaned. He could feel the tension begging to be released. He needed to come, and it needed to be inside her.

'God, Noah, baby please,' Y/N begged, her hands raking down his back in utter bliss. Another minor orgasm rocked her body, squeezing her walls tighter around him. She gripped at his hair, firing a wave of sparks across his scalp and down his back again.

'Fuck, now, baby,' he commanded through a gasping breath. Noah's high came racing on, the tight feeling in his lower stomach finally releasing. He refused to relent, thrusting spasmodically through his orgasm. Y/N matched his pace, her leg wrapping around his and crying out as another orgasm took over her.

'Noah! Fuck, Noah!' Y/N cried out, her arms tightening around his neck and holding his body to hers. The sound of his panting and moaning in her ear only added to her aftershocks. She could feel his cock twitching inside of her, knowing she would be dripping when he finally pulled himself out.

Spent, Noah laid himself gently on top of her, his head on her heaving chest and his hands running up her sides. Y/N felt his eyelashes brushing on her bare skin, tickling her breast. His heavy breathing matched hers. Looking down, she fell in love with the view. His deep brown eyes looking lazily up at her, filled with all the love in the world.

Y/N ran her fingers up his spine, feeling the muscles beneath his tattooed skin twitching at her tender touch. Noah hummed softly, a smile creeping across his lips.

'I could get used to this,' she said, letting out a long breath.

'You may have to, I don't think I can move,' Noah joked.

'I definitely can't, I can't feel my legs.' Noah reached down, finding her thigh and feeling her trembling legs. He massaged her leg with lazy strokes of his palm, earning a giggle from her.

'Oh yeah, these are definitely broken,' he mused, his hand splayed over her pale skin. He chuckled, moving his hand to scribble a pattern on her thigh with a single finger.

'What the fuck are you doing?' Y/N laughed.

'Signing my name, I was always told to sign my best work.' Noah grinned up at her, his cheeks flushed.

'For fucks sake.' Y/N ran her fingers through his hair, brushing it away from his face and cupping his warm cheek. Noah took her hand in his, pressing it to his lips and kissing her palm gently.

'So do you want it?' He asked softly.

'Hmm?'

With shaky limbs, Noah moved, carefully pulling himself out of her and smirking as she shook. He moved to her side, lying down on his back beside her and inviting her to cuddle into him. Y/N happily obliged, resting her head on his shoulder and draping her arm over his chest.

Noah took her hand, resting it over his heart once more. 'This,' he murmured, 'do you want it?'

Y/N smiled, understanding what he meant. She looked up to his face, guiding his hand from his chest to hers.

'Only if you take this,' she said. Noah could feel her pulse thundering beneath her skin. Her beautiful heart, beating for him if he wanted it.

'Anything for you.' He pressed a kiss to her forehead, closing his eyes and letting the scent of her fill his mind. The feeling of her soft body curling into his, their entwined hands, the sound of her breathing...

Noah never thought he could love someone so much so quickly, but here she was. Everything he never knew he wanted, wrapped in his arms and holding his heart.

'Promise me something?' He asked her softly.

'Mm?' She hummed, sleepily turning her face to his.

'Promise me you'll call me if you need someone? I don't need to know everything, but I need to know you're safe.' He reached for the edge of the blanket, tossing it over them to keep her warm.

'I promise I'll try,' she nodded, kissing his cheek. 'It might take a minute to get used to it, but I'll try.'

'That's all I ask,' Noah said, watching her eyes close as she nestled into the crook of his neck.

Noah let his eyes close, feeling a peace he hadn't felt in a very long time. Listening to the sound of her breathing, he kept her safe and warm while she dozed off in his arms.

'I love you,' he whispered as he dozed, feeling the corner of her lip twitch with a smile against his skin.

[starsomens]

hi star!!

thinking about a really sloppy make out session rn. Like just sitting on his lap grinding on him, him getting hard underneath you running his hands all over your body. Then just leading to the nastiest sex and just being such a good girl for him :((

A/N: OH MY ANON- (i tired my best muah!)

Warning: language, dirty talk, messy-ish sex, recording studio sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up), WE ARE JUST DIVING RIGHT INTO IT!

You both had a day off finally! So of course it was spent cuddled in bed, sleeping in and some homemade breakfast, you were even able to get some chores done around the house! However, that also meant you were finding a lot of old stuff and misplaced things as well. Noah was currently in the top cupboard going through some old things that had been pushed to the back.

"Old pasta sauce?" his voice echoed in the wooden space

"Mmm what's the date?"

"Last month," he hands it to you for you to toss "uh...old chocolate bar still in the wrapper?"

"really? Let me see?" he comes out of the space and hands you the bar of chocolate still in mint condition

"What you gonna eat it?" he chuckled "What brand is it anyway?" he asks looking at the item with you

"I can't remember," you flip it around and see the label had instructions? You read them out loud "Split the chocolate in half with you partner, and allow up to 20 minutes to take effect-OH OKAY! I know what this is," you could FEEL the blush creeping already remembering what this was

"Hey wait what do you mean you know? What is it?" Noah said as he tried getting the candy back from you

"It's nothing!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa wait minute," he stops recalling what the label said "is it...sex chocolate? The one that gets you horny and shit?"

"NO!"

"so.....yes?" he smirks at you finally swiping the chocolate from your hands and unwrapping it

"Noooaaahhhh" you whine

"Come on babe, you act like we haven't done worst shit than this," he pulls out the 3 sets of split chocolate "remember why I got a video camera?" he wiggled his eyebrows at you

"That's different...." you pout

"sure it is babe. Here," he opens a set and breaks off his half and popped it in his mouth passing you yours, "say ah princess,"

You sigh while he holds the chocolate aphrodisiac, you slowly open your mouth and he gently slips the piece on to your tongue as he drags your lips down a bit

"Such a good girl" he teased with the signature grin of his.

"shut up," you giggle shaking your head "now come on we still have one more cupboard to go through"

about 30 minutes later you in fact did not move to the next cupboard. It started with Noah taking his shirt off because he was feeling hot, which only made you stare at his back more. Those tattoos....and wide shoulders...and those arms.....

When he had caught you he stepped closer to you. He was practically looming over you with a deep and hungry stare. One that burned into your soul. His hand ghosts over your stomach and up between your breasts and to your neck. Sending a deep shiver down you spine that ended as a dull ache in your very core. He hoists you on to the counter and slots himself between your legs. His lips were fierce and hungry against yours as his hands claw at your to bring you impossibly closer.

It felt like you were hot and cold at the same time, you were anxious and impatient and you just NEEDED him. Luckily for Noah you were wearing an old tank top...old and flimsy enough for him to see your nipples peak when it got cold, and old enough for him to... *riiiiipp*

You breasts feel free from the cloth as it falls on to the counter

"No bra? Were you planning to get fucked princess?" His large hand cupped one of your breasts and took your nipple into his mouth.

"Mmm Noah," you shudder as he lets go with a pop

"tell me what you want...what you need pretty girl," he voice was low and deep. His pupils were blown and deep and with pure lust. Like a predator that had finally cornered it's pray. Noah lift you from the counter and carries you over to the sofa. His lips crashing down on yours with me and fever. First, he was doubting that that chocolate had even worked, but now he felt like he was ready to take you over and over again in every part of the house.

His tongue swipes across your bottom lip as it slips inside your mouth. Your tongues dance around in an erotic kiss. While his hands were busy, stripping you of your bottoms. He can feel his cock straining against his pants. The more he tasted you the more he wanted to taste and feel. And then need to fuck you senseless only piled on itself.

"need you Noah...so fucking bad...please," which each gap between your mouths you get out exactly what you wanted from him

"need little slut...need me deep in that pussy huh?" he teased, his lips moving to your ear to nibble it just a bit making a shaky breath escape from your lips. One of his favorite things to hear

"p-please..." oh and the begging how he loved it. Thank god he was only wearing his shorts, pushing them down and positioning himself between your legs. His fingers coming down to feel the wetness of your core. You were more slick than usual

"fuck you're so wet," he growls lowly, his middle and ring finger coated in your juices as he brings it back up to his mouth and licked it off his fingers. You couldn't help the deep blush that floods your cheeks as you watch him.

"alright pretty girl, keep those eyes on me...." he hoists your legs on to his shoulders, his lips kiss your left calf. A playful yet sly grin decorated his face as he rubs the tip of his cock up and down your slit, and god you needed him so badly. His eyes bore into yours as he finally positions himself and slowly pushes himself in , inch by inch. You feel that wonderful stretch and full feeling and you were already seeing stars. He pushes all the way in until the hilt with a deep groan as he watches your mouth fall open in pleasure.

"Fuck! So fucking..." he pulls out just a bit and thrusts back in "tight! Damn princess" he picks up a steady rhythm as he starts to steadily fuck you. You usually lasted so much longer but you already felt like you were going to cum, you eyes were dazed and unfocused, completely engulfed in the sensation of pleasure.

"F-fuck Noah...right there," you pant as he leans his weight down on your legs slightly to get in deeper

"here princess? Like it nice and deep huh?" he smirks as he starts to move his hips harder, faster and deeper

"Oh fuck! Y-yes!" you nails start to claw at his arms feeling that knot starting form in the pit of your stomach

"pussy so tight...and wet just for me..." he pants "Good fucking girl....taking my dick so good..." you could feel his cock starting to pound you to the verge of your orgasm

"N-noah...Noah! Oh god~"

"Gonna cum already? Gonna cum on this dick baby?"

"Y-Yea--oh fuck!"

"Cum....cum for me princess," his next 3 thrusts were enough to push you off the edge and finally cum around his cock. The chocolate completely enhancing your orgasm, as you tighten around his cock, your juices coating him. He keeps moving in and out at a slower pace. The sound of your cum as he thrusts into you filling in the silence of the home

"holy shit babe..... came so much just for me, like a good little slut....my good little slut," he sits back on his heels as he spreads your legs and watches as you drip down on to the couch, coating the entire length of his cock. He watches as his cock pumps in and out of your pussy. "look at that...taking it so fucking good...how about another baby? Gonna fill this pussy up so good,"

His grunts and groans only become deeper as he picks up his pace again. Your walls clenching around him, still sensitive from the last orgasm. Your continuous whines were filled with pleasure and ecstasy as your eyes roll back and your head falls limp. Completely lost in the pleasure, feeling every aching inch that he pumped into you.

"Fuck look at that....so fucking-ugh...."he huffs as he watches intently feeling himself edging closer and closer "Tell me where baby...where do you want it?"

"I-inside please...please Noah fuck!"

"Cum for me again baby.....gonna fill up this pussy....just cum for me again..."

You could feel him twitch inside, as he the sound of his skin slapping against yours filled the room. He starts to moan as he comes closer and closer.

"Com-coming! FUCK!," he hips give sloppy but strong pumps as he empties himself inside of you, he cock still pumping in and out, fucking his cum deeper into you. You cum again around his cock, your essence mixing with his, flooding on to you and him and the couch below

"Fuck! take it!...t-take it!" he growls as his thrusts slow down as he rides out both of your highs. His hips come to a halt, his body coming down to collapse on top of yours. The room was filled with your pants as you tried to catch your breath be very intense sex that just occurred. One thing was for sure you need to wash the couch before you have anyone come over, or before you even sit on it again as Noah’s head rests on your collarbone, he says between breaths.

“We…need….to buy…..more those….”

“More?” You ask in a half chuckle now believing what you had just heard. You still had another two sets that you could use and he was already thinking about buying more. “You.,.are something else” 

“You’re the one who bought them,” he answers with a chuckle as he kisses the skin of your shoulder. Making a mental note to find any local stores with the same or similar chocolate.

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[thatchickwiththecamera]

Source: Bryan Kirks.

All of Bryan’s shots of Noah’s hand on stage recently.

[xx-like-a-villian-xx]

I Hate You | Two

Here is part two! Thank you for all of your support on the first part. Enjoy!

My ao3 is HERE

Also let me know if you want to be tagged in future posts :)

CW: smut, jealous Noah and Reader, angry sex, possessive Noah, Noah is a munch, P in V unprotected sex, hair pulling, sneaking around, feelings (lots of feelings), alcohol consumption (but not much), let me know if I missed anything.

taglist: @concreteburialplot @lyschko666

18+ MDNI | Noah Sebastian x Reader

Fuck this.

Noah was playing a dangerous fucking game and you were just about ready to grab him by the hair and drag him out of the damn club in front of everyone, or maybe scream in his fucking face.

It was the end of tour and of course you were celebrating at some fancy club, it was tradition. The issue? Well Noah had some blonde bombshell in his lap that had basically pounced on him the moment you walked in.

Sure, you weren’t dating, ew, why would you want to date Noah? He’s a piece of shit. But you couldn’t contain the anger boiling inside your blood at the sight. Her hands were all over him, making the same journey that yours did in the venue shower after the last show and the thought made you want to vomit.

Fucking asshole.

”Everything okay, Y/N? You’ve hardly touched your drink.” Jolly slid onto the barstool next to you, beer in hand.

Dragging your eyes away from the torturous scene in front of you, you smiled half heartedly, taking a sip of your vodka soda. “Yeah, just tired.”

When your eyes dropped back to Noah, Jolly’s followed and he rolled his eyes knowingly. Of course he knew about the little cat and mouse chase situationship you had with Noah, everyone did by that point except your brother (but he was oblivious to most things). No matter how much you pretended to hate each other, they could practically taste the sexual tension in the air whenever you were in the same room and the fact that they could never find you both just sealed it.

“How much are you betting that he takes her back to the hotel?” Jolly wanted to add salt to the wound, get under your skin to see if you’d actually do something other than pine after the guy.

Act cool. Act casual.

”Eh, I think she’s a bit too forward for his liking.” You finished your drink and stood from your seat.

Jolly watched you walk towards the bar, watching how your hips sway with each step and his eyes darted to Noah who was staring back at him with fiery eyes. Oh. Funny. Jolly smirked to himself. He had a plan and it could end with him receiving a broken nose.

Drinks were flowing and you were dancing with Laura, one of the lighting techs on the cramped dance floor, moving your hips to the loud R&B music. You were feeling less tense now you were away from the quiet area, away from Noah but you could still see him with the blonde out of the corner of your eye.

Your brother was smoking outside with Bryan and Matt. You had no idea where Nicholas was but you could see Jolly eyeing you from the bar and maybe it was the alcohol but there was something in his gaze that made you beckon him towards you.

Jolly’s huge hands were on your hips then, his head buried in your neck as you started to grind your ass against him, throwing your arms back around his neck. You were lost in the music and the heat from his body moving against yours, weightless on the middle of the dance floor. Until you heard the blonde yelp over the music.

”You. Outside, now!” Noah looked furious and your thighs pressed together with need. His face was flushed red, eyes so dark they may as well have been a black abyss. He looked almost demonic and god it was a gorgeous sight.

You looked around him at the blonde who looked utterly flabbergasted at his actions and smirked which Noah noticed, dragging you by the arm out of the busy club.

”What was that?” He had dragged you outside, around the corner where no one would be privy to the conversation.

You shrugged, clicking your tongue. “What was what, Noah? Can’t a girl have a little fun? Seems like you were quite content with blondie, huh?” You spat venomously.

He only caged you against the brick wall, looming over you and you could almost see the flames of rage dancing in his irises. “Don’t do that shit, Y/N.”

You pouted up at him sarcastically. “Oh no, did I upset you? Seems like double standards though doesn’t it? God forbid I dance with a friend while you’re practically making out with someone ten feet away.” You cross your arms over your chest. “It’s not like we’re dating is it?”

You attempted to slide underneath his arm to walk away but he only pulled you back and pressed his body against yours, pulling your face to his with a tight grip. “You’re fucking insufferable.”

Before you could respond his lips were on yours, teeth clashing together as he kissed you hard, with so much ferocity that it made your head spin. His hands were gripping your hips so tight you would feel bruises in the morning and it felt like heaven. Gasping for air, you pulled away, only to whine when his teeth grazed over your throat.

”You’re mine,”

What did he say?

Your fingers gripped the hair at the base of his neck and pulled his head back, a sly smirk dancing across your lips.

”In what world am I yours?” You chuckle darkly.

“Every fucking one of them.” He growled, pressing his lips back to yours.

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It didn’t take long for an Uber to arrive and Noah was quick to tell the driver to step on the gas as his hand gripped your thigh possessively. You were back in your hotel room in no time, his body pressed against yours before you could even turn to lock the door.

You were on fire, face burning, thighs pressing together to gain some kind of friction, anything. His huge hands were all over you, fingers finding the hem of your dress to yank it over your head and you couldn’t get enough.

For weeks you had been sneaking around with him, finding yourself being dragged into bathrooms and broom closets after verbally berating each other, catching yourself sending pictures to him just to hear him groan from his bunk like a feral dog. You were obsessed with making him go insane for you, for your body but this felt different.

There was now something else in his touch, something so much more possessive and animalistic that it made your stomach lurch with need and an arousal like no other pool in your underwear, just begging to be quenched.

Fuck, was it feelings? Did you have feelings for Noah Fucking Sebastian? Surely not, right?

”Fuck me, you’re fucking stunning.” His words were gruff, his lips latching to your throat as his hands slid up waist, your stomach, everywhere, finally reaching your bra to slide the straps from your shoulders and pull it down.

His fingers found the hardened peaks on your chest, softly pinching them, pressing his forehead against yours to revel in the gasp that left your lips. His eyes were so dark, almost black, staring down at you with an unhinged lust that had you silently pleading with him to stop the fucking games and fuck you, please.

”Fuck, please.” With a soft moan, you rolled your head back against the wall,

He chuckled darkly. “You’re so fucking needy.”

Before you could retort, he was lifting you, wrapping your legs against his hips just to throw you onto the bed like you weighed nothing, his fingers hooking around the waistband of your pink thong to pull them down at a pace that was criminally slow.

“Look at you, so fucking wet for me.” His smirk was so cocky and if you weren’t so far gone, you might have used the leg he wasn’t pushing to your chest to kick him.

He settled between your thighs, eyes trained on your dripping cunt, running his tongue over his lips as though he was starving and you practically drooled at the sight, your hands reaching out to latch on to his hair, tugging at the roots.

His tongue darted out to drag a long stripe between your folds, humming in delight at taste before diving in, dark eyes locked onto your face to watch every reaction he was pulling from you. Your back arched off the bed and the moan that left your mouth was filthy, disgusting when his tongue flicked against your clit. He knew exactly how to drive you crazy, his arms pushing your legs up so he could eat you exactly how you needed and it didn’t take long for that burning fire to ignite in the depths of your stomach, legs shaking violently in his hold.

”Oh fuck, I’m gonna c-cum!” You yelped, hands gripping his hair tighter and the growl that escaped him vibrated against your clit, sending you over the edge with a scream.

He lapped at your clit until you couldn’t take it anymore, weakly dragging him up to your face to pull him into a filthy kiss, your tongue licking your own arousal from his mouth. Fuck he tasted so heavenly with you on his lips.

His hands fumbled with his belt as he feverishly kissed you and before you could even catch your breath, he was pushing into you, groaning against your mouth.

”Fuck…” he whined, pressing his forehead against yours to give you a second to adjust. “I can’t get enough of this pussy.”

His hips snapped forward, burying himself so deep inside you that any thoughts in your brain were wiped. His hand slid up to your throat, gripping the sides just enough to make your eyes roll back in your head and he smirked, planting a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

”You take my cock so well.” You whimpered at his words, revelling in how full he made you feel. “It’s like you were made for me.”

”It’s all yours.” God, you really were his, only his, no one could ever make you feel how he did and it was infuriating.

”That’s right, you’re mine.” He gritted, sharply snapping his hips into you, fucking you so deeply you thought you might pass out from the pleasure.

Your walls clenched around him, that warm feeling building up again, tightness pooling in your stomach.

”Are you gonna cum again, greedy girl?” He cooed, earning a brain dead whine from you.

His hand slipped between your bodies and his thumb pressed against your clit, cock hitting you so perfectly against that spot inside you that had you falling apart around him.

The noise that left your mouth as you came violently around his cock could only be described as banshee scream. Fireworks were bursting behind your closed eyes, your back arched so far off the bed, you were sure you looked possessed and god it felt so good.

”Good fucking girl.” Noah pulled you to him, kissing you deeply, tongue dancing with yours. With a whimper against your lips, he pulled out, emptying himself on your stomach.

You couldn’t move. You were so fucked out when he disappeared into the bathroom, returning with a wet flannel to clean up your messes. The room was silent when he lay next to you, tracing circles on your stomach.

”Noah, what is this?” You sighed after a while, heart pounding in your chest.

He propped himself up on his elbow, looking down at you with soft eyes.

You couldn’t deny it any longer, all those weeks of messing around had changed something in you. All of the hatred had turned into something else, something that tugged at your heart and made your head spin. You fixed your gaze on the ceiling, bracing yourself for the let down.

”I already told you, you’re mine.” He laughed lightly and your eyes snapped to him. “And I think I’m yours. We’re past the point of hiding it.”

”Really?” You gulped. Was he admitting that he wanted you the same way?

”Yes, Y/N. I think I was yours a long time ago.”

You grinned, reaching out to push his messy hair from his forehead. “Mine.”

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“Come on, we’re leaving in ten minutes.” Matt rushed around the lobby while everyone else dawdled along, hungover and exhausted from the previous night.

You picked your bag up from the floor, following him out to the bus that was waiting. You hadn’t seen your brother yet which was weird, you guessed that he was still getting his stuff together in his hotel room. When you stepped onto the bus, there you saw him, staring at you with fiery eyes.

“Everything okay, Nick?” You raised an eyebrow, placing your bag next to him on the couch.

His jaw ticked and his eyes darted to the door, watching Noah enter.

”Noah, when were you going to tell me that you’re fucking my sister?”

[lma1986]

A WELL DESERVED MOMENT 🥹

[idwt-money]

Roomies

MDNI 18+

1.7k words

Noah Sebastian x Fem!Y/n

CW: unprotected sex, slight breeding kink, fingering, little eensy weensy bit of dirty talk

You and Noah had been roommates for a year on the dot. You both took the day and threw a small “celebration”. You had movies, snacks, your favorite fast food places and of course, alcoholic beverages.

Your movie options were wide ranged, from comedy to horror. Horror was your personal favorite but you didn't mind comedy at all.

You were watching The Shining, currently, such a classic movie. You could never get tired of it but Noah was so over it. You had forced him to watch it at least 25 times with you.

“Y/n, this is so boring!! I've seen this movie at least 30 times and you, even more!” He groaned.

“Whatever! It's my favorite!” You pushed off his annoyance and turned back to the movie. You had a bowl of pretzels, popcorn and chocolate chips. It was a good snack to just snack on while you mindlessly watched the movie.

Noah had his own bowl that he had now got up from his laid-back position on the couch, fully sitting up.

“Noah, move!! You're completely blocking the screen.” You rolled your eyes as Noah smirked and chuckled.

“Oh no! What a tragedy!” He sat facing you now, still covering the TV.

He leaned in close and you knew what would happen. You had no time to run away before Noah's hands were on your sides, tickling you.

“No! Noah oh my god!! Let me go!!” You tried to be mindful of your upstairs neighbors but your voice turned into more of a screech.

Noah completely ignored your pleas and continued his business. You wiggled and squirmed and you were now against his chest. You tried your best to get away from his grasp but it was no use.

Luckily, Noah had stopped, giving you a chance to breathe.

“We're going to get a fucking noise complaint because of you.” You mumbled.

“Yeah, whatever. The landlord is a douche anyways.”

Noah's arms were wrapped around you, keeping you safe and sound. This wasn't anything out of the ordinary. You were both single and sometimes just needed to feel loved.

You wouldn't lie, you found Noah attractive. His tattoos were appealing and his muscles had become more defined since he moved in and his hair had such a nice cut. You would joke about his scar from the lip piercing he had ages ago.

You and Noah had started off as strangers but now you were more inseparable as ever could be.

You were falling asleep as Noah was rocking you both back and forth on the couch, it was pretty late but luckily neither of you had work in the morning. It had worked out perfectly.

“Don't fall asleep on me, now.” His voice was low and rough but yet so comforting.

“Hm? I'm not!” You looked up at him and smiled.

“Seems like you might be.” He softly laughed.

“Nuh uh.” You shook your head.

He gave a soft kiss to your forehead. Usually, they would be friendly and would just be a soft peck, but this one was different.

It lasted longer, his arms tightened around you and he pulled you closer. For a split second, you thought something might have been wrong with him.

“Are you okay, Noah?” Your eyes gave concern when he pulled away.

“I'm perfectly fine, angel.” He smiled.

Angel was a nickname he used often with you when he was being cutesy. A blush rose to your cheeks, your face now being flushed pink.

“You look like one of those anime characters when they blush. You know, with the three blush lines?” His eyes were focused on yours, one hand now playing with their hair.

“Angel?” He sounded anxious.

“Yes, Noah?”

“Can I kiss you?”

A moment of silence was shared between you two before you nodded.

He took it slow and gave you a spiderman kiss. You smiled into the kiss and held onto his arm. When he pulled away, you pulled him back in.

You wanted this for a long time without even knowing.

This kiss was deeper, more meaningful. The first kiss was to seemingly test the waters. To see if either you or him had felt like it was right.

It felt more than right.

In no time, your tongues were dancing around each other and Noah's hand (with permission of course) was starting to explore your body.

His left hand groped your tits while his right hand was slowly dipping into your panties. He was taking too long for your liking, so you took it in your hands and moved his fingers under the waistband of your panties, letting him feel the pool of wetness he had caused you.

It caused him to break from the kiss, letting a soft moan escape from his lips. Instead of going back to your lips, he kissed along your neck. His middle and ring finger started to move along in small circles on your clit. Every so often gliding them up and down your cunt to collect the new wetness that had pooled up.

You leaned your head to the side and watched his hand move from your cunt to remove your pajama pants and underwear.

“Fuck I bet your pussy looks so damn pretty, angel.”

He took in your scent, the perfume you worse drove him up the wall. He could devour you in seconds if you'd allow him.

He had you open your legs, sliding his fingers through your cunt once more before plunging them into you. Your breath was caught in the back of your throat. God only knows how long it's been since you've been fucked, let alone fingered, by another person.

“Oh, god…Noah-” You started to grind against his hand, feeling his free hand grip you tight. You could feel his cock harden and twitch under your back. The way you're moving your body only made it worse. Your back rubbing against Noah's cock was making him go crazy.

His fingers curled up into your g-spot, causing you to shutter and snap your legs closed.

“Don't you dare. Keep them open, angel.”

You tried your best to do as he said. It was so hard. The pleasure was all too much and your body was on the verge of taking a mind of its own.

“Noah- oh god, Noah..” Your cunt tightened and clenched around his fingers, signaling how close you were to him. Noah didn't have to say anything to you to let you get yourself over the edge.

It crashed into you. After fucking yourself for so long, having someone else touch you was undescribable.

Your nails dug into his arm and you slowly came down.

When you had gained your energy back, you turned around, facing Noah, sitting on your knees.

“Take your shorts off.”

“Are you sure, angel? You don't have to-”

“Noah, shut up. Let me have you.”

With no further questions, Noah threw his clothes somewhere in the living room. His cock was utterly beautiful. It had a pretty pink tip, veins running up and down the shaft and god it made you drool.

You spit onto it, stroking it once or twice, so it wouldn't hurt as much when you sat on it.

You desperately wanted to wrap your lips around it and suck him dry, but he denied.

“I won't last long enough, please just let me feel you. Fuck, please, angel.” His words were more so pleas than directions.

You took your shirt off, along with his as you started to crawl into his lap. Once the rest of your clothes were discarded, you sat down on his cock.

Your mouth hung open as Noah's eyes rolled back. You steadied yourself by putting your hands on either side of Noah's shoulders. Noah took charge and placed his hands on your waist.

“Holy shit. You feel like heaven on fucking earth.” His voice was breathy and it made your pussy flutter around him.

You started off by grinding on his cock, letting yourself adjust to his size. He was bigger than you expected and definitely bigger than anyone else you had slept with before.

“You're so fucking big. Holy shit!”

He smirked and started to slightly bounce you up and down. Once you caught onto the pace Noah set, You took it into your own hands.

Noah made a ponytail in his hand and softly pulled your head backwards. He placed a fat hickey onto your neck. He knew you'd be pissed, he knew it would highschool behavior but fuck, he couldnt help it. It looked so perfect on you. Made by him.

Your eyes rolled back and you let your legs do the work for you. Noah was meeting you halfway, thrusting his hips to fuck even deeper into you.

You swore you could feel his cock hitting your cervix with every thrust.

You knew you'd be sore as fuck tomorrow but it'd all be worth it for the sex you were having with the man in front of you.

“Fuck, you have no idea…how long…I've wanted to do this..” He spoke between catching his breath.

You heard the wet noises from your pussy and your skin hitting together. Weirdly, it was such a hot sound, knowing the cause made you even wetter. You were dripping down your thigh and onto Noah's pelvis bone.

You both were an absolute mess but it felt so good. Neither of you could think straight and all you wanted was to feel was Noah's cock pump you full of his babies.

Noah knew all of your ins and outs. You had many conversations of your kinks and fantasies, solely as friends. Mostly when you were drinking or getting high, but nonetheless, he remembered them all.

“Wanna feel my babies, hm? Feel me stuff you full of my cum.” His words were harsh but his body language was so soft and gentle. Despite his cock completely abusing your cunt.

You nodded, tears building up in your waterline.

“God, yes please Noah. I wanna feel you.”

You felt your stomach tighten up, like a rubber band that was ready to explode.

“Pl-please!!” You cried out

“Cmon, angel. Do it with me. You got it, baby.”

Sweat was building up on his toned chest, making him look even more attractive, if that was at all possible.

Within the next three thrusts, Noah had painted your insides. It made you feel so warm and fucked out. It was utter bliss.

You collapsed on Noah's chest, heaving for air.

Noah's hand ran through your hair as he thanked you.

“Want me to run you a shower, angel?”

[into-the-grey]

~Cheerleader~

Noah Sebastian x F!Reader

So I got the idea for this one after seeing the clip of Noah singing Cheerleader on a stream. I couldn't resist the idea, I have no idea if it's been done, but here we are.

Warnings: Smut, P in V (PLS wrap it up), Oral (both kinds), handjob, fingering, a couple lil spanks, some dirty talk, some embarrassment, kitchen sex, costumes, chores, Fall Guys, and amazon two hour delivery.

WC: 4.9k

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Taglist: @anything-more-than-human @blend-in-with-the-madness

Noah had been streaming for about an hour, and clearly he was in a good mood. Despite his cries of anguish and frustration, he was having a good time playing Fall Guys. The game was a pain in the ass, and a lot more difficult than people gave it credit for, but it was an easy game to stream and it was fun.

While Noah prattled away to his chat audience, Reed made herself busy around the house. She had been doing chores for most of the morning, finally getting through their seemingly never-ending laundry pile. Noah didn't know it, but Reed had his stream playing on her phone while she listened through her earbuds. His good mood was infectious, and it was great white noise while she cleaned the house.

Reed also enjoyed the music he played while he gamed. Noah had an eclectic taste in music, something Reed had always loved about him. His playlist today matched his upbeat demeanour, making her smile as he hummed along to the tunes.

As she folded the last of his pants, Reed picked up the now full basket of washing, heading back upstairs to deliver the clothes. Noah had a smile in his voice as he spoke, chuckling about something someone had said in the chat.

As Reed walked up the stairs, Noah began to sing along to his music. His sweet voice echoed down the hallway, just audible through her earbuds as she got closer to the room.

She paused, turning down the volume on her phone and standing outside. She giggled to herself while she watched him through the crack in his door. Only just able to see past his green-screen, she saw Noah dancing in his seat, bopping along to the chipper song while he sang.

'Oh, I think that I found myself a cheerleader, she is always right there when I need her...'

Reed smirked, quietly entering the room and placing the basket on the bed. She was hidden behind his green-screen, and Noah hadn't noticed her. He was too busy telling the chat how he hadn't been paying attention to the game.

Reed picked up a pair of rolled socks from the top of the basket, mischievously tossing them over the green screen panel and watching them fall on Noah's shoulder, rolling into his lap.

'Hey!' He called out, turning in his chair. He peered around the panel, seeing Reed standing with a cheeky smile.

'What?' She asked sweetly.

'Don't be throwing shit at me, I'm trying to win here!' He told her with a laugh.

'Oh, I'm sorry, should I crack out the Pom Pom's and a miniskirt? Maybe do the splits?' She shot back with a matching smile.

Noah's eyes widened, his hand covering his microphone, the game quickly forgotten. His fingers wrapped around the top of it like it was a toy, forgetting about the mute button while he tried to muffle the sounds of his curiosity.

'You have a cheerleader outfit?' He asked, looking over his shoulder at her.

'I have Amazon prime and free two hour delivery,' Reed said with a shrug. Noah knew the glint in her eye meant trouble, but it was trouble that he absolutely wanted to get into.

'Do it, I dare you.'

'Cute that you think I won't,' Reed laughed. 'But how about we make this interesting?'

'Oh no...'

Reed sauntered over, bending to meet his eye while he kept his hand over the microphone, his other hand hovering in front of his face, his fingers closed around nothing. Neither of them cared that the camera could see this exchange. If anything, Reed wanted the viewers to see, knowing they would keep bringing it up and driving him nuts throughout the stream.

Lowering her voice, Reed spoke in a hushed tone, practically purring. 'I'll make you a deal, if you win a game of Fall Guys, I'll wear a cheerleader outfit for the rest of the day. I'll even order one right now, just so it's ready if you win.'

Noah stared into her eyes, unable to find a hint of a bluff. His mouth opened and closed a few times, dumbstruck.

'Think you can do it?' She said, smirking, her face nearing his.

'I think this is about to be the longest stream of my life...' he breathed, 'I'm not quitting til I win. Go and order the outfit.'

'Good luck,' Reed said, leaving him with a quick peck on the lips.

As she left the room, she pulled her phone from her pocket, turning up the volume on his stream. With the delay, she caught the muffled sounds of Noah telling her to order the outfit. The chat was in a fit, trying to decipher the conversation.

Reed watched as her own face disappeared from the screen, grinning as Noah's cheeks flushed red.

'Uhm, okay, new plan, this stream ends when I win. Settle in y'all, we might be here a while.'

Laughing softly to herself, Reed quickly opened Amazon, rush-ordering a skimpy cheerleader costume. She made her way back down to the lounge, continuing with her pottering while she waited for the delivery and listening to Noah's renewed need for victory.

***

The costume arrived early, turning up an hour after Reed ordered it. As soon as she opened the small box, she sent a picture of the costume in its packaging to Noah, adding a silly cheer chant for good measure.

'Let's go No-ah, Let's go! x'

Switching to twitch, she perched herself on the end of the kitchen bench, watching him as he picked up his phone.

His eyes skimmed over the message, a smile blooming on his lips as he chuckled.

'I'm getting messages from my cheerleader,' he told the chat. 'I think she's watching the stream.'

Grinning, Reed switched apps, sending him another text message.

'I can motivate you in other ways too...'

Skimming through her photo album, she found a picture she had been saving for this exact kind of moment. A picture she had snapped after a shower, only her arm covering her top half, her bottom half obscured by steam.

Sending it to Noah, she swiped back to twitch and waited. She heard his phone buzz on the desk, and his eyes flitted to the screen. Quickly, he opened the message. His eyes practically bulged out of his head as he rushed to lock the phone and cleared his throat.

'Alright chat, after this round we're gonna take a quick break, I need a refill,' he said, holding up his glass and trying to regain his composure. He glared down the barrel of the camera, and Reed knew that look was meant for her.

Giggling softly to herself, she grabbed the costume and hopped off the bench, strolling down to his room. She quietly entered, hiding behind the green screen again as she made her way onto the bed. Silently, she took her earbuds out, putting them into their case. She placed the case and the costume in the laundry basket, moving the basket to the floor before crawling onto the bed and laying on her stomach, watching him play.

It didn't take long for the round to be over. Maybe ten minutes. As his little bean character returned to the matchmaking lobby, Noah told his viewers that he would be back. He muted his microphone and switched the display to a waiting screen before he turned in his chair, jumping as he spotted Reed smiling at him from the bed.

'Are you trying to kill me?' He asked, gesturing to his phone with a bewildered smile.

'I might be,' she said, her voice honey-sweet as she batted her eyelashes at him. Reed sat up, stepping over the laundry basket and standing in front of him. 'What can I say? It's fun to watch you squirm...'

Noah stood, taking his headphones off and leaving them on the chair before grabbing Reed's hips.

'You are going to drive me insane, woman.'

'That's the goal,' she told him, grinning as one hand slipped between them and cautiously caressed the front of his sweatpants. She could feel him stiffening in her hand, smirking as he groaned at her touch.

'Baby... that's not fair...' he breathed, nosing into her hair. The sweet floral scent of her perfume filled his senses, making him melt into her.

'Who said anything about fair, lover?'

'God, I hate you,' Noah groaned, running his hands up her sides, her shirt lifting with his fingers, and rolling his hips to grind himself against her palm.

'Do you?' She murmured. Her teasing tone was heaven, and he wanted more.

'No, not in the slightest,' he sighed, nipping at her neck.

'Good, because otherwise I'd have to take my costume and find some other poor twitch streamer to harass.'

'Don't you dare,' he snarled, his hands tightening on her waist, pulling her tightly to his chest. His lips trailed lightly over her skin, leaving soft kisses as he made his way from her neck to her lips.

'I love you too, baby,' Reed chuckled as he captured her lips with his.

One of his hands shifted, raising to caress her breast under her shirt, rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger as he chased her tongue. Reed slipped her hand into his boxers, wrapping her fingers around his length and stroking him.

'Fuck, Reed, I'm still streaming,' he breathed against her lips.

'They can't see us.'

'I can't take too long,'

'So don't.'

A soft moan left his throat as Reed quickened her strokes, precum leaking down his shaft and smearing under her fingers. She kissed him as he grunted, his hips rutting into her hand as she found the perfect rhythm to undo him.

'Good boy,' she whispered, 'are you close, baby? Are you gonna come for me?'

A sinful gasp fell from his lips, his fingers tightening on her arms as he leaned into her. His teeth grazed the skin of her neck as he mumbled obscenities, his climax twisting in his gut.

'Fuck,' he whispered, his hot breath tickling her neck as she smirked, feeling him twitching under her fingers.

'I know what you need,' she said, her teasing tone driving him further to the edge. Reed sank to her knees, Noah's hands on her shoulders as he steadied himself. Her lips locked around his tip, her tongue tracing the bottom of his length as she hollowed her cheeks and took him into her mouth.

'Oh god, baby, right there,' Noah groaned, bucking his hips. Reed hummed a soft laugh, the vibrations sending shockwaves through his body.

His fingers tightened on her shoulders, his head tipped back and his eyes screwed shut. Finally, his release hit him, emptying himself down her throat. Reed let his cock slip from her lips, swallowing quickly.

'Good?' She asked, batting her eyelashes.

'Very good,' Noah confirmed, his cheeks red as he breathed heavily. 'But now I really need that drink.'

Reed chuckled, rising to her feet in front of him. 'You clean yourself up, I'll handle the drink. You still have a game to win.'

'Oh, you suck,' Noah said teasingly.

Wiping her thumb over her bottom lip, Reed laughed. 'You liked it, though.'

With a smirk, he kissed her quickly before adjusting his pants.

'I swear, I'll win this game if it's the last thing I do,' he told her. 'You suck, but I love you.'

'Love you too, baby.'

***

Hours passed, the sun dipped low in the sky, and Noah was losing his mind. He had come so close to winning so many times. Every time, he fell just short.

Reed had even offered to call off the challenge, but he was determined. Boys and their games...

Reed continued to keep herself busy until she had nothing left to do but cook dinner. With the way the game was going, she figured Noah wasn't leaving the bedroom anytime soon, so she cooked and brought dinner up to him.

The pair sat and ate, talking to the chat. She saw a few people speculating about Noah's drive to win. Normally, he'd quit after a few failed rounds, but he'd been at this for six hours now.

While Noah picked at his stir-fry, he hummed the tune of cheerleader again. Reed couldn't help but giggle, eyeing the laundry basket.

'Baby, you know you can try again another day, right?'

'Nope. You issued a challenge, and I don't lose.'

'I dunno, seems like you've been losing all day...'

Noah raised his eyebrows, his mouth dropping open as he stared at her. 'You did not just say that to me.'

'And what if I did?'

'Alright! You do it then!' He cried, a laugh in his voice as he offered her the controller.

The chat sped up, watching the exchange.

'If they want me to, I will. It's your stream,' she reminded him with a shrug, pushing a piece of chicken around in her bowl.

As the chat caught up with their conversation, floods of 'yes!' And 'do it!' Filled the stream. Chuckling nervously, Reed speared the chicken, eating it quickly and putting the bowl on Noah's desk.

'Alright, let's go.'

Noah shot her a smug look as she took the controller. Settling into a comfortable position, Reed watched the screen.

She passed the first two rounds with ease, the third round was a little more difficult, and the fourth round she was the last person to qualify.

'You're shitting me,' Noah said, watching in disbelief as she navigated Fall Mountain.

'Baby, I was hyper fixated on this game, remember? I know the strategies,' Reed told him, beaming as she made her way through the obstacles.

As she neared the top, the crown began to drift down, and another bean threw themselves at it.

'NO!' Noah yelled, panicking for Reed.

'Shit! No- wait he missed!' She cried, running for the crown.

The little guy on screen launched for the crown, and suddenly everything froze. Fanfare erupted as the golden victory banner appeared on screen.

'Ha! That doesn't count as you winning, by the way,' Reed laughed, handing the controller back to Noah as the chat filled with laughter and screams of triumph.

'God damn it,' he groaned, 'still, you did good, baby.'

'Exactly, now go forth and do as I did,' she teased.

Feigning offence, Noah raised his middle finger, flipping her off playfully. 'Now I'm super determined.'

'And I'm gonna sit here and watch,' she told him, returning his gesture. 'Maybe you just need your cheerleader.'

'Maybe...'

***

The end was in sight. The timer ticked down, and Noah's little guy had the tail. Only seconds stood between him and victory, but five other people were chasing him and they were closing in.

'Come on, motherfucker, run!' Noah growled, trying his hardest to outrun the horde of colourful beans.

'Ten seconds,' Reed said, leaning forward in her seat. She was just as invested now, wanting to see Noah win.

As he tried to leap from the centre ring onto a platform, he missed the jump, falling down.

'No! No, shit!' Noah yelled, spamming his buttons to get back up. The crowd closed in on him, and he struggled against them. There was no way he was getting out of this one...

'No! Someone's got my tail!' He cried as the 'tail lost' message popped up. The horde was stuck, all piled on top of each other. He began to spam the grab button, hoping for the best.

'Three... two... one...' Reed counted down.

'Fuck!'

As he was about to slam the controller down, the golden banner appeared on the screen.

'What!?' They cried in unison.

Noah's little guy appeared on a podium, a crown dropping onto his head.

'I finally won! I'm free!' He shouted, laughing as he leaned back in his chair.

'You did it!' Reed grinned.

Noah began to bid goodbye to his chat, ending the stream and turning off the Xbox.

'I need to get out of this chair, holy shit,' he told his viewers. 'And I think that my cheerleader might kill me if I don't at least come and help with the dishes.'

'You would be correct, sir.'

Reed waved goodbye to the chat as Noah ended the stream. The moment they were no longer being watched, Noah swung his chair to face her.

'You owe me an evening in a costume, and I think you owe me tomorrow in the costume as well,' he told her.

'Tonight, yes, tomorrow, we'll talk.'

Standing and stretching, Noah groaned.

'You change, I'll take this downstairs,' he said, picking up the bowls from their dinner.

'God, you're so bossy,' Reed teased, standing up and kissing him quickly. Noah grinned as he left the room, leaving her to change.

The costume was tight, and very short. The top was more of a crop top than an actual tank, but it was only a Halloween costume; she was lucky it was more than a bikini top. The skirt lacked any built in shorts, and the fabric felt lighter than it should have. But, the ensemble was surprisingly comfortable, and definitely sexy.

Trotting downstairs, she debated jumping into the kitchen with a cheesy cheer chant, but none sprang to mind.

Instead, she waltzed in, the pleats of the skirt swishing with her hips, and stood in front of him.

'One cheerleading outfit,' she announced, 'you earned it, fair and square.'

Noah grinned, looking her over. The fabric barely covered her ass, and the top had a much lower cut than a real cheer costume, showing a considerable amount of cleavage.

He stepped closer to her, his large hands tracing over her bare midriff.

'Can you wear this every time I win on stream?' He asked, 'after I'm offline, of course.'

'What, you don't want people to see your personal cheerleader?'

'Oh god no, this is for my eyes only,' he told her, a hint of possessiveness in his tone.

Reed chuckled, rolling up onto her toes and pressing a kiss to his lips before rolling her eyes at him. 'If you're so sure about it...'

His hand traced down her body, slipping underneath her skirt and gliding up between her thighs.

'You know, I've always thought your eyes were so pretty,' he mused, his fingers grazing over her drenched panties, 'but I think they're prettier when I make them roll back.'

'Noah!' She admonished, taking a step back from him as she chuckled. He knew she loved a game of cat and mouse, but he'd been tortured enough.

'Say it again, baby,' he purred, pulling her back to him and dragging her panties out of the way. He drew a long stripe through her folds, gathering her arousal and using it to glide in circles around her swollen clitoris.

The sigh that followed was heaven to him, and she gripped hard at his biceps, her body melting into his as she whimpered his name.

'You tortured me all day. You can't seriously think I haven't been planning how to get mine?'

His middle and ring finger sunk into her drenched pussy, earning another beautiful gasp from her. He searched inside of her, curling his fingers against the soft, spongy place deep in her core.

'Oh god, Noah,' she gasped, her cheeks turning pink. 'Baby, the windows,' she managed to stammer.

'So the neighbours might get a show,' he shrugged, smirking as she squirmed on her toes. Her muscles clenched around his fingers while she moaned, her sounds filling the kitchen. He nosed into her hair, nipping lightly at her neck and grinning against her skin as her hands splayed out on the benchtop behind her.

'Oh shit.' Her cheeks flushed, her eyes closing and her head falling back, granting him access to her throat, his free hand wrapping around her neck and pinning her in place. Her chest heaved as she breathed deeply, letting her legs spread further.

'Good girl,' he breathed, his voice low in her ear. Reed practically melted at the sound, her hips bucking against his hand as his thumb swirled over her swollen clitoris. 'All this, just for me?'

She nodded, sighing again as his teeth raked over her throat. Inch by inch, Noah kissed his way up her neck, stopping at her lips and taking her lower lip between his teeth. Her groan had him straining against his pants, eager to sink into her. He'd been craving it all day, but he wanted to rev her up first.

Swiftly, his fingers disappeared from her pussy and his hand left her throat. He presented his fingers to her, her slick glistening on them.

'Open,' he told her, locking eyes with her. She did as he asked, opening her mouth and letting her tongue hang out. Noah let her take his fingers into her mouth, sucking the juices from his fingers the same way she had with his cock earlier in the day. Her soft tongue ran under his knuckles, sending a wave of tingles down Noah's spine.

'Good,' he praised as she gave him his hand back. He stepped closer, reaching down and wrapping his hands around her thighs. In a fluid motion, he lifted her to sit on the bench, crashing his lips against hers. 

Agonisingly slowly, he trailed his lips down her body. She whined as he lifted the top of the costume, sucking her pert nipple into his mouth. With his other hand he slid her panties off, tugging them free from under her ass and letting them drop onto the floor. 

Reed tangled her fingers into his hair, moaning softly as his tongue explored her skin and desperate for him to reach her pussy. Noah noticed her gentle shoves, looking up and grinning at her.

'Do you want something?' he asked, freeing her nipple.

'Noah-'

'Ask nicely, baby,' he teased, taking her nipple into the crook of his thumb and forefinger, pinching it.

'God,' she gasped, 'come on, baby, you know what I want.' 

Noah nodded as he pushed her down on the bench. 'I have no idea what you're talking about,' he said coyly, 'you're going to have to use your words.'

Rolling her eyes, Reed shot a glare at him. Noah raised his eyebrows, staring her down.

'You want to be a brat, huh?' he said, tilting his head and running his right hand down her leg. His hand wrapped around her ankle, lifting it and placing her heel on the edge of the bench, her right leg naturally copying the movement of her left.

'What are you gonna do about it?' she smirked, letting her knees fall open so the skirt danced at the top of her thighs.

Noah huffed a laugh, his arm crossing his body in a flash and snaring her left ankle in his left hand. He lifted her leg quickly, her knee tucking into her chest, and brought his free hand across her ass cheek in a smooth smack. Reed gasped at the sting, her pussy clenching against nothing.

'You want to try again? Use your words, sweetheart.'

'Fucking hell,' she gasped, earning another smack across her reddening ass cheek. Noah smirked at her, rubbing his hand over the inflamed skin.

'Not those ones, they're for later.'

Reed bit her lip as her caressed her, the sting easing under his cool touch. 'Please, baby, taste me.'

'Good job,' he chuckled, easing her leg down and kissing the inside of her thigh. 'Was that so hard?'

'No.' 

Noah could hear the giggle in her voice, smiling as he kissed his way under the skirt and parted her folds with his tongue. The moment he touched his toungue to her swollen nib, her back arched.

'You really wanted it, didn't you?'

'Mhmm,' she hummed, her fingers twisting into his hair again as he returned to his favourite dessert. Writing the filthiest poems with his tongue, he listened to her sounds, feeling her body convulsing beneath him. Every now and then she would breathe his name, or let out a whine.

He slid his fingers back into her waiting pussy, grinning aginst her as she squeaked and groaned. He glanced up, seeing her teeth clamped down on her lower lip.

'You don't need to hold it back, baby, I'm only just getting started,' he told her. 'Go on, let it come...'

Returning his tongue to her clit, her legs clamped over his ears. With his free hand, he gripped her thigh, holding it to his head and devouring her. Her moans were muffled, but after a moment her orgasm began to drip down his fingers while she squirmed against him.

After a moment, she tugged at his hair, begging for a moment to breathe. He smirked as he stood, slipping his fingers out of her and tasting her orgasm.

'You good, baby?' he asked, leaning over her and caging her against the bench, his face hovering above hers. She nodded, her chest heaving.

'So good,' she panted. 'So, so good.'

'Good,' he laughed, kissing her gently. 'Because I meant it, I'm not done.'

She grinned up at him, running her fingers across his cheek lazily. 'I'm so screwed, aren't I?' she asked.

Noah laughed, taking her hand from his cheek and kissing her palm. 

'Abso-fucking-lutely.'

'Oh shit.'

It took him no time at all to free his cock and position it against her waiting entrance. He pushed it lightly, teasing her as the tip begged to slide in, wet with precum.

'Deep breath, baby girl,' he said, tilting his head and smirking down at her.

Reed complied, her lungs filling, and as she breathed out, Noah began to sink into her. Their sighs filled the room as he inched his way in, feeling her stretching to let him in. 

'Oh god,' she moaned, her fingers finding the edge of the bench and clamping down around it.

'God you feel so good,' he said, his eyes closing for a moment and savouring the sensation of her around him. 'Sit up,' he commanded. Reed reached for him, easing herself up and wrapping an arm around the back of his neck to steady herself.

'Fucking hell, Noah.'

'I told you that you'd need those words later,' he grinned sinfully. Her pussy flexed on his cock as he spoke, reminding him of her proclivity for dirty talk. 

Reed grinned, craning her neck to press a kiss to his lips again. Slowly Noah began to roll his hips, drawing himself out and plunging back into her. His hand snaked up her spine, holding her up while his strokes searched for that spongy spot.

'Fuck I love you,' he breathed, raking his teeth over her neck again. 

'I love you,' she told him in return, her jaw falling slack while her body revolted against her, the high racing on already.

Noah grunted while he rutted up into her, his own high chasing hers. She had teased him so much that he was left desperate for another released. She knew how to wind him up, and she'd done a phenomenal job of it all day.

'Come for me, baby girl,' he said, grabbing at her jaw and thumbing over her lower lip. 'Come with me, all over me, I wanna hear you.'

Reed groaned, the smouldering in her pussy becoming a blaze at his words, her orgasm filling her body and her eyes rolling back. Her cries grew louder as the high intensified, Noah's determined thrusts only adding to the pleasure that made her head spin.

Her sounds drove him to the edge, falling over it close behind her. His thrusts began to falter, burying deep into her pussy and staying there while thick ropes spilled out of him. He pulled her into a deep kiss while they came down from their highs, his knees shaking while he leaned against her.

'God I love you,' he breathed, resting his forehead against hers.

'How much do you love me?' She chuckled, her eyes flitting away from his face for a moment.

'I just spent all day getting edged and playing an absolutely bullshit god-damn video game to win you, is that enough?' he asked, laughing and thumbing over her flushed cheeks.

'Maybe, but do you love me enough to apologise to the neighbours?' Reed said, looking to the window again.

Noah paused, following her gaze and seeing the next-door neighbours standing on their second floor balcony. The man's eyes were wide, and his wife's jaw hung open.

'Oh shit.' Noah slipped out of Reed swiftly, adjusting himself in his pants and rushing to close the curtains. His face burned red as he turned to face Reed, his back against the wall. 'When I said the neighbours might get a show, I didn't mean it!' he laughed. 

Reed crossed her legs, cackling at Noah while her own face turned bright red.

'You owe them a gift basket, and we have to move.'

Noah nodded, a sheepish grin on his face.

'Yup. You start looking for houses, I'll see if there's a "sorry we traumatised you with accidental exhibitionism" gift basket.'

'Deal.'

[concretenoah]

daily fave noah 🤍 ft. nicky (again hehe)

[starsomens]

Noah is the type when he’s giving you that good dick down and he’s about to absolutely rail you he’d say:

“You know I love you right?”

“Y-yes..?”

“Good….because I’m about to fuck you like I don’t”

[robabankfuckmickeymouse]

This is starting to feel like a vendetta against my blood pressure.

[bathoryalgorithm]

"He's painting us like a french girl."

[lma1986]

@infinifi here you go 😍

[thatchickwiththecamera]

Ghost | Noah Sebastian One Shot

Pairing: Noah Sebastian x Reader

Y/N had always loved playing video games. She got settled into her gaming chair and readjusted the round glasses perched on her nose before tossed her hair up into a messy bun. She opened Steam on her computer and got the game she downloaded ready.

Her room was organized chaos. Her bed was unmade in the background in front of walls lined with framed vinyls of her favorite bands and a ‘Bad Omens’ flag covered her window as a makeshift curtain. 

An empty Starbucks cup sat next to her Stanley water bottle on her desk from her writing session that morning.

She was an author by trade, with one of her more recent books sneaking its way onto the New York Times Best Sellers list. So streaming gave her an outlet to connect with fans of the book who were eagerly waiting to see what she published next. But she also enjoyed the thrill of gaming. 

So every Wednesday and Friday night, she’d set up her Twitch stream, ready to chat with her followers while she worked on her newest story on her computer or let them watch as she tried to conquer a new game. 

Tonight was Friday night, which meant Game Night! She adjusted her headset and looked into the camera with a grin. 

"Hey, guys! Welcome back! Since we finished Hollow Souls in the last game night stream, we’re starting a new one requested in the Patreon called Nervous System. I downloaded it earlier today and I can’t wait to get started. So, grab your snacks and get comfy!” 

As the game loaded, Y/N glanced at the chat window. The usual usernames flashed by, but one stood out: TwitchGhost. 

“Hey, Ghost! Is this one of the games you’ve played or is this a new one?” She asked, her tone playful.

TwitchGhost: This one is new to me.

Ghost had popped up in one of her streams a few months ago when she was playing through the new Call of Duty storyline and had since become a regular viewer. She began to look forward to his comments almost as much as she looked forward to playing. 

Week after week her chat box was filled with Ghost’s banter and witty interactions with her and her other followers. He even started to watch her regular streams where she would chat with fans and answer questions while working on the draft of her next book.

As the game loaded and the eerie music of Nervous System filled the room, Y/N noticed Ghost’s usual cheeky messages lighting up the chat.

TwitchGhost: I’m ready for some jumpscares!

Y/N chuckled and adjusted her headset. “Yeah, I heard this game is supposed to be pretty intense. I’m excited to see how we’ll do.”

She clicked to start a new game, and the screen transitioned to a dimly lit hallway with flickering lights. The graphics were stunningly detailed, adding an extra layer of immersion. Y/N began exploring, moving through the unsettling environment and commenting on the game’s eerie atmosphere.

The chat was buzzing with excitement as the game’s tension built. Her followers were actively engaging, offering their own tips and sharing their favorite horror games. Ghost’s messages stood out, though. His comments were always well-timed, blending humor with insightful observations about the game.

TwitchGhost: I love how the game is making the mundane so creepy. The lights and music are driving me insane.

Y/N grinned, glancing over at the chat. “I know, right? It’s amazing how a simple light can make everything feel so unsettling. You’re going to help me out if I get stuck, right?”

TwitchGhost: Absolutely! I’ve got your back. Just don’t let the creepy noises get to you.

The game took a sudden turn as a loud crash echoed through the virtual hallway, making Y/N jump slightly. 

“Fucking Hell!” She yelled. 

She laughed nervously and played along with the chat’s reactions. 

“I’m definitely going to need that backup. This game is already getting under my skin.”

TwitchGhost: If you need someone to hold your hand during the scary parts, I’m only a message away.

Y/N raised an eyebrow, her grin widening. 

“Oh, is that so? I’ll have to keep that in mind.” 

The chat exploded with playful and teasing comments from other viewers reacting to their playful flirting. Y/N continued navigating through the game, her focus occasionally shifting to Ghost’s messages.

As she progressed through the game, Y/N found herself getting more engrossed at one point in the gameplay, her tongue peaking out of the side of her mouth in concentration. 

A short but loud alarm suddenly sounded causing her to jump and clutch at her chest. 

A message stating TwitchGhost played KEM Alarm for 0 bits popped up on the screen. 

It was one of the sound bits that she had added to the list when she was still playing COD and had never gotten around to removing it. 

“Fuck you Ghost!” She yelled after pausing the game to calm her racing heartbeat. 

TwitchGhost: 👀😏😈

“Behave.” She said, shaking her head with a smile. 

TwitchGhost: JK. 😉

TwitchGhost: You are doing pretty well with the jumpscares though. They’re my least favorite part of these games. 

Y/N’s cheeks flushed slightly at the compliment. She replied with a playful tone, “Well, thank you! I’d say you’re pretty good at keeping the chat entertained too. Maybe we make a pretty good team?”

TwitchGhost: I like the sound of that. Maybe we should test that theory sometime—on or off stream.

With that the chat went wild with one user even commenting, “I ship it!” 

Y/N’s heart skipped a beat at the suggestion and her smile grew wider as she continued to play the game.

She took a deep breath and responded, “You’re quite the charmer, aren’t you? I’ll have to consider it. For now, I need to survive this game.”

Just as they were about to uncover a major plot twist in the game, Ghost dropped a message that stood out from his usual playful banter.

TwitchGhost: Have you ever thought about adding a horror element to one of your books? You seem to handle the scares pretty well!

Y/N’s eyes widened slightly as she read the message. She paused the game and looked directly into the camera. 

“You know, I haven’t really thought about that. But that’s a really good idea. Maybe mixing some horror elements into a future story could be really interesting. Thanks for the suggestion!”

The chat exploded with excitement, many viewers expressing their enthusiasm for the idea. Y/N smiled, feeling inspired by the unexpected suggestion. She turned her attention back to the game, ready to dive into the next part of the story with renewed energy.

TwitchGhost: Anytime. Looking forward to reading it. 

Another notication popped up - TwitchGhost sent you a friend request

She paused for a moment before eventually hitting the accept button.

Suddenly a direct message box opened.

TwitchGhost: Maybe I’ll be lucky enough to help you brainstorm over a cup of coffee sometime?

Y/N’s heart raced at the thought. She gave a teasing smile to the camera before typing:

Y/NUserName: Maybe. 

The rest of the stream flew by in a blur with Y/N accomplishing the first five objective missions before deciding to call it a night. The stream had left her both exhilarated and exhausted. She closed the game and thanked her viewers for joining her.

“Thanks so much for hanging out tonight! You guys made this game night unforgettable. And Ghost, your suggestion about incorporating horror into my writing might just spark my next big idea. I’ll keep you posted on how it goes!”

She glanced at the chat one last time and saw Ghost’s final message.

TwitchGhost: Looking forward to it. Until next time.

With a contented sigh, Y/N closed her laptop and started to tidy up her desk. 

A few weeks passed and Ghost had been noticeably absent from the chat. 

Another Wednesday had rolled around and Y/N had finished up a full day of meetings with her management and publisher about the press tour for her next book, Michael. It was the first in her new Fallen Angels series and was due to be released at the end of the summer. 

It was completely different from her first book, Ace of Spades. Michael, was titled after the Archangel Michael and was more fantasy based while Ace of Spades was a gritty underground crime romance novel. 

She logged into twitch and the “Stream Starting Soon” graphic appears on the screen going live to her followers. She pulls up her manuscript for the new book she was starting, her face illuminated by the soft glow of the screen. Depending on how busy the chat was tonight she had planned on working on it. When she was ready she switched to the live view. 

“Hey, everyone! Welcome back to the stream. Tonight, we’re swapping out the gaming for some writing and a little Q and A session. I’m diving into outlining a new story and also wanted to let you know a little more about my next release and the series it will be a part of.” She stated.

The chat blew up with excitement and questions about the new series. 

“Okay, the next book is titled Michael and it will be the first in a seven book series called The Fallen Angel series. It will be a fantasy series of sorts and each of the books will be named after one of the seven archangels.” She excitedly answered. “I just finalized plans for the release with my team today and I am happy to announce that it is due to come out at the end of August.” 

She watched as a steady stream of happy and excited replies popped into the chat box on the edge of the screen at the news. 

She let the users chat with each other about the announcement for a bit and started working on the outline of her next story Nightmares. Which popped into her head not long after the stream where Ghost suggested she incorporate horror into one of her books.

She glanced over to take a peek at the chat and noticed someone had used 500 channel points to highlight their message. 

“Oh, that's a good question. Trickster24 asked what was my inspiration for Carter in Ace of Spades was.” She said, before adjusting her headset and looking directly into the camera. 

“So, Carter was inspired by a mix of classic noir heroes and a bit of real-life charm. I took some cues from those figures you would see in old detective films. But there’s also a touch of some famous personas in there as well in an overall aesthetic sense. It really helped shape Carter into a more nuanced character.” 

The chat continued to buzz with interest with viewers dropping comments about who they pictured as Carter when they read the book. 

GoldenGoddess45: Who did you envision as Carter when you were writing the book?

“So…when writing Ace of Spades, I honestly envisioned Carter as someone who looks similar to the lead vocalist of one of my favorite rock bands called Bad Omens.” She began, “If you guys aren’t familiar with them you should definitely check them out.” 

The chat fills with more questions, but her attention is drawn to a familiar username. 

TwitchGhost: Carter sounds like someone I’d love to have a coffee with. How about you? Do you think Carter would enjoy a coffee date?

The comment makes her laugh. 

“Welcome back Ghost! I’ve missed seeing your name in the chat,” She started, “I could definitely see Carter frequenting a little dimly lit cafe. And knowing him, he’d definitely be the type to keep the conversation interesting. What about you, Ghost? Are you as mysterious as Carter?”

TwitchGhost: I like to think I have a few secrets up my sleeve. 😉

She grins at the response and how the chat proceeded to blow up at the continuation of their flirty banter. She almost struggles to keep up with the steady stream of questions and responses flowing into the chat.

After a while one pops up about the outline for the new story that she mentioned. 

“Oh yeah, I’ll give you guys a little hint about what I’m working on. I got some inspiration from one of Ghost’s comments actually during a previous stream. I’m not going to announce the title just yet, but I will say it will be more of a horror based dark romance story compared to my other works. I'm in the very early outlining stages though so I am looking forward to seeing where it goes.” 

TwitchGhost: Glad you liked the idea! I’ll be first in line to read it. 😉

Y/N felt a flutter of excitement at Ghost’s message, a sense of anticipation hanging in the air. She glanced at the clock. Her stream had been going for close to two hours, and she still had a lot of work to do on her outline.

“Alright, everyone, I think we’re going to start wrapping things up soon. But before we go, I want to thank you all for your awesome questions. I love how engaged and creative this community is. It really makes this whole process so much fun!”

The chat exploded with thank-yous and goodbyes as her viewers began to sign off. She glanced back at Ghost’s messages, his usual witty banter making her smile.

A new direct message pops up.

TwitchGhost: Sorry for missing so many streams. I hope you’ve been keeping things interesting without me. 😉

Y/N’s heart skipped a beat at the message. She typed back, trying to match his flirtatious tone. 

Y/NUserName: Oh, you know I always keep things lively. But it’s been a bit dull without your witty comments. How have you been?

TwitchGhost: Busy, had to travel for work and time zones got in the way of tuning in. You’ve been on my mind more than I’d like to admit. 😏

She felt a rush of warmth at his words. 

Y/NUserName: Well, aren’t you a charmer? I’ve missed our little banter. It definitely adds a spark to the stream.

TwitchGhost: Just doing my part to keep things exciting. Speaking of which, I’ve been dying to know—how’s the new book coming along?

Y/N’s smile widened, feeling a thrill at his compliment.

Y/NUserName: The new book is shaping up nicely, thanks for asking. I might even incorporate a bit of the intrigue you bring to our chats into it.

TwitchGhost: I’m flattered. Can’t wait to see how you bring a touch of me into your work. Maybe you’ll make a character who’s just as irresistible as you. 😉

Y/N’s cheeks flushed at his flirty remark. 

Y/NUserName: Well, if I do, I’ll have to make sure they have your charm. I think that’s a winning formula.

TwitchGhost: I’m all for it. And who knows? Maybe your characters will end up stealing more than just my heart.

Y/N’s heart raced at his bold comment. 

Y/NUserName: You’re quite the tease, Ghost. I’ll have to keep that in mind while I’m writing. For now, though, I’m glad you’re back. It wouldn’t be the same without you.

TwitchGhost: Glad to be back. I’ve missed our little moments. I’ll try not to stay away too long next time. 😉

Y/N responded with a flirtatious grin. 

Y/NUserName: I’ll hold you to that. 

She leaned back in her chair and stretched, feeling a mix of relief and exhilaration. She turned off her computer and added a few ideas inspired by their playful exchange to her outline. 

As she wrote, she couldn’t stop thinking about the chemistry she felt with Ghost. She had no clue who he was, but he had quickly become one of her favorite parts of streaming, and the thought of possibly meeting him one day was both thrilling and intriguing.

She quickly finished up her notes and decided to call it a night. As she settled into bed, her phone buzzed. She picked it up to find another message from Ghost.

TwitchGhost: Can’t wait to see where this story leads. Sweet dreams, Y/N. 😘

Y/N smiled and quickly typed back, her fingers dancing over the screen.

Y/NUserName: Goodnight, Ghost. 

She set her phone down, turned off the bedside lamp, and snuggled under the covers. As she drifted off to sleep, her thoughts swirled with the possibilities that awaited both in her writing and her streaming.

A few weeks later, Y/N received an unexpected surprise. Bad Omens had announced their next tour and her manager, Andy, had secured a spot for them both on the guest list for the date in the city a couple hours from her hometown. She not only got to see her favorite band live, but she would get the chance to meet them after the show. 

She excitedly announced the news to her followers on the next stream.

“Hey everyone!” Y/N’s excitement was palpable as she spoke into the camera. “I’ve got some super exciting news to share! I don’t know what my manager did, but I’m going to see Bad Omens next month! Not only that, but I’ll also get to meet them after the show. I’m over the freakin moon right now!”

The chat exploded with enthusiasm, her followers sharing in her excitement and asking if she would be able to get any exclusive behind-the-scenes content. Y/N promised to do her best to share the experience and make everyone feel like they were part of it.

As Y/N wrapped up her stream, she noticed a new direct message notification from Ghost. Her heart raced with anticipation as she opened it.

TwitchGhost: Bad Omens, huh? That’s incredible! I’m jealous. Have you ever met them before?

Y/N couldn’t help but smile, her excitement bubbling up again.

Y/NUserName: I’ve never met them before. This will be my first time! I’m so excited I can barely contain myself.

TwitchGhost: I bet you’re going to have an amazing time. I’m curious, though—what would you say to them if you had the chance?

Y/N’s fingers flew over the keyboard as she typed her reply, her thoughts racing with the possibility of meeting the band.

Y/NUserName: I’d probably gush about how much their music has meant to me. And if I were feeling brave, I might even mention that I have a crush on their lead singer. 😉

TwitchGhost: Haha, that’s a bold move! I’m sure they’d appreciate hearing how much their music means to you. That lead singer would be a lucky guy. 😉

Y/N felt a flush of warmth at Ghost’s words, her thoughts wandering to the idea of meeting the mysterious person behind the messages that had become such a cherished part of her life.

Y/NUserName: Well it probably wouldn’t work out anyway. I kinda already have someone else who’s been keeping me on my toes. 

TwitchGhost: Oh? Celebrity crush has some competition then? Anyone I know? 😏

Y/N’s heart skipped a beat at his playful inquiry.

Y/NUserName: Maybe…

Y/NUserName: I need to get back to writing now. But I’ll let you know how everything goes. 

TwitchGhost: Can’t wait to hear all about it. Good luck with the writing, and remember, if you need any more inspiration, you know where to find me. 😉

Y/NUserName: Thanks, Ghost. I’ll keep that in mind. Talk to you soon!

TwitchGhost: Goodnight, Y/N!

Y/N closed her laptop and set her phone aside, her mind buzzing with excitement about the upcoming concert and the prospect of meeting her favorite band.

As the next few weeks passed, Y/N eagerly counted down the days until the show. She had tried to busy herself with writing Nightmares and unfortunately had to deal with finalizing all of the not so fun logistics of her upcoming book release, but the thought of seeing her favorite band live kept her spirits high.

The night of the concert finally arrived and the excitement was palpable as Y/N and Andy arrived at the venue. They received their passes from the ticket window and were guided inside by a staff member. As they grabbed a spot at the barricade, Y/N was recognized by a few of the fans who were already inside as part of their VIP pass access. She spent the next hour chatting with a few of them about the band and telling them what she could about her new books. 

The lights dimmed and the crowd's anticipation grew palpable as the guitarist, Jolly, walked on stage and the opening notes of Artificial Suicide began to reverberate through the venue. Y/N’s excitement was almost tangible, her eyes glued to the stage as the band’s electrifying performance unfolded. Her and Andy both sang along to each and every verse at the top of their lungs. The music was everything she had hoped for and more. 

As the last few notes of Dethrone echoed across the room an hour and a half later and the final bows were completed, they let the crowd disperse a little before they navigated their way to the side of the barricade. They showed their passes to Ash, the band’s head of security, before he allowed them backstage with a friendly smile. 

The adrenaline from the concert was still coursing through Y/N’s veins as they eventually met with the band’s tour manager, Matt, who introduced himself. 

“The guys are cooling off and getting changed really quick. If you’ll follow me, I’ll take you ladies outside to where they’ll be hanging out while we tear down and finish up loadout.” He said leading them to a makeshift sitting area the band had put together outside their bus earlier in the day. 

After a few minutes the band members slowly but surely made their way outside, each introducing themself as they found a seat and fell into easy conversation with the two of them. 

The lead singer, Noah, was the last to emerge. He wore an oversized merch hoodie, a pair of joggers, and slides. Despite being comfortably dressed, his striking presence was undeniable.

“Hi, I’m Y/N?” She introduced herself, holding out her hand. 

Noah’s smile broadened as he stepped closer and took her hand in his.

“Oh, he knows who you are…” Jolly teased from where he sat at one of the picnic tables. 

She turned to look at him before looking back at Noah with a confused look. 

The tall man chuckled in response, before rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand. 

“Eh, well, I had to make sure my favorite author enjoyed seeing her favorite band. And, I couldn’t miss the chance to meet the person behind the screen. I mean I am still holding out hope for that coffee date…”

Y/N’s eyes widened as she took in his presence, a mix of shock and delight washing over her. 

“You’re Ghost?!” 

“Guilty as charged,” Noah said with a wink. “I guess I managed to keep my two worlds separate for a while. But I couldn't resist. I wanted to see you. actually, I’ve been wanting to for a while.”

Y/N felt her cheeks flush as she took in his words. “Well, you definitely pulled off an incredible surprise. I never would have guessed.”

Noah’s gaze softened as he took a step closer. “I wanted to see if you’d react the way you just did. And I’m glad I did.”

They continued to chat, and Y/N found herself falling deeper into conversation with Noah. It felt surprisingly natural, almost like she had known him for a while. They talked about music, books, and even the quirky things that had happened during her streams.

As their conversation flowed effortlessly, Y/N noticed how Noah’s eyes seemed to sparkle with genuine interest. It was as if he was completely absorbed in the discussion, and she felt a magnetic connection.

Eventually, the band’s crew finished loading out and a few of them started to talk about wanting to go out before the bus call at 2am. 

“Hey, do you have any plans after this?”

Y/N shook her head. 

“Not really. Why?”

Noah’s smile widened. 

“Well, if you’re up for it, I’d love to maybe take you out for that coffee. There’s a café nearby that’s open late.”

Y/N’s heart raced. She glanced around and Andy gave her a knowing look, mouthing “GO!”. 

Her eyes met Noah’s, and she could see the sincerity in his expression.

“I’d like that,” she replied softly.

They walked together to the café, and as they settled into a corner table, the conversation continued seamlessly. They talked about everything from their childhood memories to their dreams and even their fears. The more they talked, the more Y/N felt an undeniable connection.

As the night wore on, Noah’s gaze lingered on Y/N with an intensity that made her heart flutter. Their laughter and shared stories created an intimate atmosphere.

On the walk back to the venue, Noah paused and reached out, taking Y/N’s hand gently into his. 

“I have to admit, I’ve really enjoyed spending time with you tonight.” 

Y/N’s breath caught in her throat. She looked into Noah’s eyes, her feelings mirrored in his gaze. 

“I feel the same way.”

“I’d really like to keep getting to know you and see where all this goes, if that's okay with you?” He questioned, stepping closer. 

“I’d like that.” She answered, glancing up at him. 

He smiled down at her, his eyes briefly drifting toward her lips and back. 

Slowly, Noah stepped even closer and he cupped Y/N’s face in his hand, his touch sending a warm shiver through her. 

He leaned forward and their lips met in an electrifying kiss. It was gentle at first, but as the moment deepened, their kiss became more passionate. The connection they felt was palpable, and it seemed to solidify everything they had shared that night.

When they finally pulled away, their faces were flushed, and they both wore wide, contented smiles.

“I’m really glad you came tonight,” Noah said softly, his thumb brushing lightly over Y/N’s hand.

“Me too,” Y/N replied, her heart full. “This has been one of the best nights of my life.”

As they walked side by side, Y/N couldn’t help but think about how surreal and wonderful this evening had been. Not only had she met her favorite band, but she had also found her Ghost. 

With an exchange of phone numbers and the promise of staying in touch they went their separate ways. But not before Noah leaned in for one last, lingering kiss, making Y/N’s heart skip a beat.

The night had turned into something extraordinary. An unexpected but perfect blend of their separate worlds colliding into something beautiful.