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magnificentstrawberryomen · 5 months ago

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halloween party (noah sebastian x reader)

18+, mdni, nsfw, Ghostface and Halloween-themed

It is October 31st, meaning it is both Halloween and my room mate Noah’s birthday. Every year we celebrate it at the same time, along with me, the rest of the band and some other friends and crew-members.

I start to get ready, and I had decided I wanted to be an attractive vampire this year for Halloween. I wear a fancy white blouse with a black leather corset on top, with rose detailed designs on it, making it look chic like and perfect for the costume. Underneath that I wear a short leather skirt, black thin tights and long, warm black socks for over my matching leather boots, detailed with spikes and chains. My black hair is styled a bit messy and my make up is dark with red, matching with the blood colored lipstick on my lips, that I smug a bit on the edges. When I look at the reflection of the mirror, I look satisfied and am ready for the party.

When I leave my room to head downstairs, I hear Noah's door open and close, making me smile in excitement.

“Hey birthday guy—“

I want to greet him, but as soon as I see what he is dressed up this year, which is Ghostface, I am stuck in my tracks. My lips part as I slightly swallow, my eyes taking in Noah, feeling my cheeks slowly flush. No way he is dressed up as Ghostface, my all time favorite horror character, someone I secretly swoon about sometimes, since I might… have a thing for masks.

Noah clearly notices me eyeing him up and down, as he then amusingly asks, “Like what you see, y/n?” His voice is a bit muffled by the mask.

“Eh, yeah, you—you look very cool as Ghostface,” I stumble, swallowing once again, quickly tucking strands of hair behind my ear as I then move past him, downstairs down to the kitchen, making me suddenly very aware how short my skirt is again as I move.

He follows me down to the kitchen, feeling his stare burning behind me, feeling like it's completely taking me in, making me heat up even more.

“When will the others arrive again?” I then ask once we are in the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water out of our fridge and taking some quick gulps. Our kitchen and living room is decorated and in the Halloween spirit, something I loved to do for Noah since I love both decorating and Halloween.

Noah stands next to me, and I notice a slight smile present on his face under the mask by the bright lights in the kitchen, looking around at my decorations as well. “You have outdid yourself this year once again,” he comments, before remembering my question. “They should be here in like 20 minutes.”

I smile up at him, appreciating his compliment. “Thank you, always try my best.”

I turn to put the bottle back into the fridge, and when I then turn back around to Noah again, his mask is off, revealing his messy hair that is slightly pulled back, and in combination with the gloves and robe he is wearing I almost choke in my own breath.

“Jesus Christ,” I then mumble underneath my breath as a I move myself to the couch before I can embarass myself even more.

Noah and I have been roommates for a year now, being kind enough to rent and share his space with me, and if I’m being honest I have found him attractive from the start. But since we became good friends and he is mostly away on the road with his band, I decided to let the possibility of something more blooming between us go.

Noah lets out a low chuckle as he notices me looking flustered as he sits down right beside me, clearly being very much aware of the effect he has on me. “You okay?” he asks, a slight smile on his face as he tilts his head at me.

“Yeah,” I mumble, as I then watch him for a moment, my eyes ranking down to his costume again. “I can imagine that being warm inside,” I then nod to his outfit, flushing once again, so I quickly flick my eyes down to my lap. Damn, I hate being so flustered so fucking easily—I shouldn’t and I know that it’s wrong, but he looks even ten times hotter with that damn costume on.

He raises an eyebrow at my comment. “You’re not wrong,” he shrugs, before he lets his eyes move down to my outfit as well.

“I can imagine yours is a bit heavy as well,” he then comments, his eyes raking over my corset.

“Oh, it's okay,” I shrug with a sheepish smile, looking down at my white blouse and corset on top. “There’s a chance that I’ll take the blouse from underneath the corset off later this evening though, since the house will be pretty crowded and stuff.”

Noah nods slowly at my statement, the image seeming to flash before his eyes for a moment. “Maybe I should take my robe off for the same reason,” he then jokingly comments, winking in my direction, before he gets up from the couch again, heading to the kitchen to get himself something to drink.

Oh, you definitely should, I mentally think to myself, feeling heated by his wink, and then quickly shake the thought away in embarrassment.

Twenty minutes later, Noah’s friends and band members arrive, all wishing him a happy birthday and some of my friends join us later. Even though Noah insisted that he did not want some special moment with a cake and candles he had to blow out, we of course did exactly that, and even though he rolled his eyes and pretended to be grumpy with his arms crossed in front of his chest, I could tell by the sparkle in his eyes that he secretly enjoyed it.

Later that evening, I’m sitting on the couch talking with some friends, laughing and drinking, and I feel Noah stealing some glances from me sometimes, making me blush and I stare back whenever I have the confidence. Now he just smugly smiles a bit, leaning against the counter with his Ghostmask off again, gloves wrapped around his beer, and my mind already goes to the most unholiest things so quickly—how the cold of the leather gloves would feel around my throat for example—

I clear my throat and quickly shake the thoughts away, trying to concentrate on the conversation with my friends again, mentally slapping myself against the head. I'm the worst.

But then, I feel someone sitting next to me, and almost jump when it's Noah, looking at me with an amused expression and some glint in his eyes that I can’t quite unravel yet.

“Noah,” I smile, “hi.”

He lifts his beer at me in a greeting gesture before smirking and turning his full attention to me. “How are you enjoying the party, Little Vampire?” he asks, coming up with a nickname right there on the spot, making me both blush in amusement and flattery.

He then leans back into the couch with a slight grin, before taking a sip from his drink. “Nice to see you didn’t cover your neck tonight.”

I can’t help but chuckle at his little joking comment. “Well, could say the same about the people around me, right? Need something to feed from after all,” I joke back.

He amusingly laughs at my remark, for sure noticing the redness once again spreading across my cheeks by the way his eyes seem to gleam even more.

Noah then leans in a little, making me let out an uncontrollable nervous breath, his eyes lingering on my lips for a moment before he looks into my eyes again, a mischievous glint now in his own dark ones.

“But have you found someone to feed of off yet? You’ve been eyeing me all night I’ve noticed.”

My eyes widen a little as he says that, my heart racing up a little, and I sheepishly smile at him.

“Have I? Oh—“

I blink as I don't know how to get the words out of my throat for a moment, and then proceed to quickly shake my head as my blush keeps spreading on my face, answering his question. “I have not found someone yet to feed, no—“

A smirk plays on Noah's lips as he notices my reaction, deciding to take it one step further. “Well you know… since it’s my birthday, I can give you a gift…” he then whispers into my ear.

Goosebumps appear on my skin as heat spreads now almost everywhere in my body at this point, and I slightly gasp at the feeling of one of his leather gloves then sliding up on my thigh.

“Aren’t people supposed to give you a gift when its their birthday?” I then answer back, looking at him through my lashes, the feeling of him squeezing the flesh of my thigh as well already unraveling so much inside of me already.

He lets out a playful hum, letting his hand travel further up now to my hip. He leans even more forward, his dark brown eyes trained on my lips again first before looking back into my eyes.

Then to my surprise he brushes his lips past my ear, his breath grazing my skin, making me hold my own. “Well… my birthday wish from you is to give me what you want most.”

A shaky breath escapes from my with red, blood colored painted lips, and I slightly turn my head to his face so our noses slightly brush against each other, faces dangerously close, making me able to feel his soft breathing through his nose brushing against my face.

I decide its now or never, wanting to take this chance, wanting him.

“How about you help a helpless vampire out and be my victim for tonight?” I whisper back, smiling slightly.

A slight grin forms on Noah's face as he hears my request. Leaning back a little he locks eyes with me for a moment before standing up, holding out his hand. “Follow me.”

With both nerves and excitement I take his hand, letting him pull me along towards the staircase that leads up to our apartments bedrooms, my heart pounding in my chest as we walk up side by side.

My mind is already spinning with nerves, desire and excitement. As soon as we reach his bedroom, he closes it behind us once we are in, and when he places his Ghostface mask back on his face again my eyes slightly widen, and the arousal between my legs begins to spread. Oh, he knows what he’s doing.

Then, Noah grabs me and pins me against his door, his hands resting behind me on each side of my body. He tilts my head at him, the mask making him look somewhat scary and yet mysterious—mysterious enough for me to become more flustered than ever. His eyes wander down to my lips, seeing the need to press them against mine but he clearly wants the game to continue first, just a little bit longer—by sliding his knee up between my legs, resting between my thighs.

I whimper as he does that, heart racing even more, and I need to hold onto his biceps for support because of the heat already being spread between my thighs, making me light headed with desire—and of course his biceps feel hard and trained, just like they normally already look like, and it makes me ache for him even more.

Noah smirks at the feeling of me holding onto him. “Already so needy and wanting for me,” he says into my ear, his hands sliding down my sides, feeling the lace of my corset underneath his fingers. He presses up against me with his knee to gain a little bit more friction against my core, making me let out another gasp.

“Noah,” I can’t help but gasp out his name, making me flush a little.

He leans his face against my neck, slowly taking off his mask again to let his lips hovering over my skin, his breath grazing the area gently, before pressing a small peck to the skin. “I can only imagine the sounds I can get out of you tonight.”

His teeth tug at my earlobe, before moving down towards my jawline, placing another kiss there. I groan, then wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him even more against me, making me able to feel his excitement growing, and it makes everything inside of me flush and heat up, and the desire for him grow. The thought that I’m the one that makes him feel this needy, makes me feel even more worked up.

Noah's hips push against mine, his head now buried in my neck, kissing the skin, even teasingly biting the skin at various places, not hard enough to cause any real harm, but enough to cause red marks that’ll stay for a while.

“Aren’t I the vampire here though?” I can’t help but teasingly grin at that.

Pulling his face out from my neck he looks into my eyes, the corners of his lips pulling up into a smirk as I say that. “I think you’re forgetting that tonight is my birthday, not yours, little vampire, and I get to do what I want… and right now, all I want is you.” He leans in towards my face, his lips just inches away from mine—so close, yet so far.

“And this is only the beginning of your gift to me.”

My doe eyes widen as I look up to him, eager and desperate, and I still stubbornly lean to his neck despite his words, placing a few kisses before marking some bits of his skin. I feel him shiver underneath my touch, a low groan escaping his lips, making my heart beat even faster.

When I pull back with a smug smile, I say, “Vampires still need to be fed, birthday or not.”

He takes a small step back from me, his dark eyes raking over my body slowly, a smirk creeping on his face. “Take off the corset.”

The fast beating of my heart goes up to the pulse of my neck as he asks me that, a confirmation of where I hoped this night between us would go, and I quickly nod as I then take off the corset, leaving me in just my thin white blouse, revealing the outline of my chest, and a fire builds up in the pit of my stomach by the way he watches my every move.

Noah then takes a slow step towards me, placing his hands on my hips and pulling me close towards him, hips rubbing against mine again. I start to breathe heavily, hands trembling as I feel nervous yet excited.

Lifting my chin, he presses kisses to my jawline again, nipping at the skin here and there as well and it makes me softly moan, the other hand slowly moving up to my chest, as it goes underneath the fabric of my blouse. I enjoy the feeling of his warm, large hand there, making a ragged breath escape from my lips.

His fingers graze across my collarbone, feeling my skin underneath, and the touch is so light, almost like a feather is touching me. His lips trace up from my neck to my ear, nibbling on my earlobe gently again. Then, he takes a step back, my eyes locked with his, before he speaks.

“Get on the bed, now.”

I eagerly nod at him, walking towards his bed, sitting down at it and already taking and kicking off my own boots without him having to ask me to, since I’m getting desperate and needy for him by the minute—I’ve fantasized about a moment like this for embarrassingly too long, and now that it’s finally happening I want it now.

Noah then watches me lay down on his bed, eyes raking over my frame, taking in what was going to be his gift for tonight. He walks over to me before straddling my hips, taking his gloves off with his teeth before letting them fall onto the ground. The sight of him doing that makes my eyes nearly pop out, it being one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.

Leaning down, Noah places teasing kisses on my cheek, then jaw, and slowly moving down to my neck again, his hands working on unbuttoning my blouse. His lips kiss every little part of exposed skin down from my neck, to my collarbones and then down to my chest, making me whimper and shift my hips against the mattress in anticipation—and I already feel like I'm getting taken to cloud nine.

He lets his tongue run across my skin, tasting me as he unbuttons the last few buttons of my blouse, making me gasp. He pushes the fabric off my arms and down onto the floor, then pulling back, looking down and taking in the sight of my skin and exposed chest. He licks his lips as his hands glide up to my sides, caressing the soft skin.

“So, so gorgeous,” he whispers in the dark, almost more towards himself it seems, his eyes drifting back up to meet mine after.

It feels like I’m exploding with fuel and desire inside, being lit up with every touch and look of him, making my heart hammer inside of my chest from nerves but especially excitement. My hips start to grind against his a bit, making me able to press a little against his bulge, and I have to bite back a amused smile by that, as I feel myself drooling between my legs by the feeling at the same time.

A low groan escapes Noah's lips as he looks back down between the both of us, getting stimulated by my movements. His lips then find my jaw again, teeth scraping the skin before pulling back to look into my eyes. He gives me a dark, smug look before he stands up from the bed, his hands slowly taking off his robe and the long sleeved shirt he wears underneath, letting it slide down his body as it falls to the ground by his feet. “Tell me how much you want me, sweetheart, so I can give you everything and more.”

And Jesus fucking Christ—he’s a sight, a goddamn hot, tattooed and worked out sight as I let my eyes roam over his exposed chest, flushing madly by it

“I want you,” I whisper as my eyes go back to his own darkened ones again, “for so long. Even more… like this.”

His lips curve into a smile as he slowly steps back towards me again, moving his hands down to his pants, slowly unbuckling the belt while looking into my eyes that slightly widen in anticipation. “How long have you waited for this?”

“Too long to admit,” I mumble, my eyes going down to his belt. “It's embarrassing.”

Noah slides his pants down his legs along with his underwear, letting them fall to the floor as well before slowly climbing on the bed, hovering over me once again, making my heart rate rise madly. His hands slide down my body, down to my skirt, his fingers hooking into them as I continue to look at him.

“It’s okay, I have too. And I know how needy you are right now, sweetheart.” He kisses my jawline, hands slowly pulling my skirt down my body, leaving me in only my panties.

“You–really?” I stumble as I hear his words, and all the fire in me burns up again, making me need him so badly, and wanting him, craving him, more than ever before.

One of his hands caresses my thigh, feeling the soft skin underneath his lean fingers, before slowly gliding up to my covered center. He watches his hand as it moves slowly over my panties, his fingers grazing my core, applying a teasing but light pressure, making me squirm.

“Of course,” he says in response, a devilish grin on his face, eyes looking down at where his hand is touching, and God, it's another hot sight. His other hand goes to remove the rings he wears on his fingers, the chunky silver ones I've grown to love so much, and I get more needy for him by the minute, making my body tremble with eagerness.

I look down at our naked bodies, making me heavily flush again but also dampen with even more in anticipation. Once his rings have made their way onto the nightstand he leans down towards my ear again. His lips ghost over the skin of my neck, trailing down as he speaks, “Are you sure you’re ready to be mine?... To let me take you in every way possible? To make you completely mine?”

He nips at the flesh before pulling back a little to look into my eyes. I whimper desperately at his words, chest rising up and down heavily, my arms already wrapping around his neck.

“Yes,” I breathe out in response, my eyes then looking at his lips.

Noah's right hand cups my cheek, gently caressing the skin with his thumb, and then finally pressing a soft kiss to my lips—it’s slow, passionate, and full of desire. Soon, his tongue grazes my lower lip, teasingly asking for entrance which I instantly give him, before moving his other hand to my waist and starting to slide my panties down my legs, all while never breaking the kiss.

I moan deeply in our kiss, my legs already slowly opening for him in pure eagerness as he then throws my panties away once they are fully down. His tongue slips into my mouth, swirling with mine as he groans against my mouth, the taste of him sweet and heavenly.

Noah's hands then slide across my thighs, his teeth grazing my bottom lip as he pulls it back for a second to look at me, before leaning down and kissing me once more, and God, it kills me and makes my anticipation and need for him grow even more and more. His right hand slides up my thigh, his fingers feeling the warmth of my center before rubbing against it gently.

My back arches slightly, eyes squeezing shut by the pleasure, and my jaw drops as sounds of pleasure begin to escape me. Noah can't seem to help but moan into my mouth in response, it makes him feel how badly I need him. He breaks the kiss and moves down to my jawline, then slowly down to my neck, leaving a few bruising bites behind, and I know they'll show tomorrow when I get up.

My panting and moaning get heavier and heavier with the more pleasure he gives me, his movements teasing at first, but then speeding up—leaving me a trembling mess. I can feel myself getting close, and Noah is being able to know by my desperate sounds and the way I move underneath him.

His lips pull away from my neck again, and he slowly slides down my body, placing kisses against my skin as he goes, his lips coming to rest at my chest. His left hand moves up my side towards my arm, pinning it down against the bed, before doing the same with the other arm. And now he has me underneath him, completely at his mercy, making my heart speeding up even more, with lips parted as I look at him with anticipation, as I'm about to get closer and closer to the edge.

Noah continues to work his fingers against my core, lips kissing all the way down my chest and then towards the inside of my thigh, leaving a faint trail of marks behind as he goes. His teeth graze the skin while his dark, lustful eyes never leave mine.

“Please,” I then breathe out as his mouth goes closer to my center, “I need you there—”

He listens to my pleas as a grin forms across his face. “Such a needy thing you are,” he chuckles softly against my sensitive skin. His eyes look back up to mine before looking at my aching core, making me shift even more in need.

“But, I will give you what you desire,” he then hums. His tongue flicks out, teasingly licking a slow, but broad trace, making me sharply inhale.

”Fuck,” I heavily pant out, making my back arch even more. I feel him smirk as my hips buck against his mouth as he hears the sounds of me falling apart beneath him. The hand that was holding my arm down moves up towards my head, gently lacing his fingers into my hair before pulling it, and he looks up again at me.

“Be good and take it,” he then commands with a low voice, it being enough to make me moan out loud again.

“I’ll take it,” I pant in response, “fuck, I’ll take it all—”

Noah hums against my core, slightly vibrating against me, driving me crazy. He then looks up at me through his lashes, watching my face contort and twitch in pleasure. His left hand then moves to the desk next to his bed again, taking one of the gloves off it and sliding it on again, making my eyes widen. Oh god—he has definitely noticed what those gloves did to me the whole evening.

I see him having to hold back a grin at my reaction, confirming that. “Look at you baby, already looking wrecked,” he teases, his eyes and lips leaving my enter to look up at me, his gloved hand now moving down to my core, slowly rubbing me, and I gasp and squeeze my eyes shut at the feeling of the leather against me.

“Oh God Noah,” I choke out, feeling myself getting even closer to the edge, and his lips curve into a mischievous grin.

“And now look at you, begging me already,” he taunts after a dark, amused chuckle follows. “I’ll give you what you want, darling, but only if you say my name. That’s the only way you’ll get what you need.”

“Noah,” I desperately choke out, my voice sounding needy, practically shaking as I say his name, and he chuckles softly at how vulnerable and exposed I am right now. “I’m so close, please—“

“That’s my pretty thing,” Noah hums, his lips going back to my aching center, continuing to devour me with his tongue, and I let out the most desperate sounds, and soon enough I grab and pull his hair, hitting my edge, hard and with trembling legs he needs to hold with both his hands.

The sounds I'm making are almost loud enough for the others, and the realization makes my climax feel even more pleasurable and hot to me. Noah pulls away from my center, looking at me, taking in my dazed expression.

��What a pretty thing you are, y/n,” he praises me as he crawls over and hovers over me again.

I blush yet roll my eyes at the same time, chuckling lightly. “Yeah yeah,” I playfully respond as I swat his chest, and he joins my laughter.

“Now roll over for me, and make me wish you an even better happy birthday.”

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lolitasangel · 1 month ago

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Now playing: Meddle About

Noah x F! Reader smut 18+ MDNI

Tw- mentions of choking, teasing, grinding, man handling (please please please tell me if you feel I missed a tw, I never want to upset anyone, thank you!🫶🏼) not proof read

Summary- you and Noah have a little cat and mouse game, who is bound to break first? You or Noah?

AN will be at the end, enjoy 🫶🏼

word- around 3k

Divider by- @saradika-graphics 🫶🏼

Noah wasn’t one to believe in the ‘love at first sight’ he was more of a ‘I would hook up with her’

The boys always either attended parties or hosted them. Noah typically stayed alone in his room or would hang with the boys and if someone came along to hook up then he would do that.

Noah was more concerned with his needs and wants for and to the band. He didn’t want any distractions or anything tied down that would take his attention away from his ‘work’.

Ever since you both met, he hasn’t gotten you out of his head. You both haven’t known each other long and have only talked a couple of times but that didn’t stop him from craving you and your presence.

He wasn’t one to crave something or someone for that matter but he couldn’t help it. He didn’t know if he wanted you on your knees worshipping him or vice versa.

He did know though that he wanted you. He was thinking of different scenarios for you both to become closer and different fantasies about you doing different things.

Ever since you first met you both felt this little spark, neither of you acted it out at first though. When you first moved to LA you were very hesiastan about the scene, seeing as you weren’t from the area.

Your friends had assured you that the ‘party’ you were all going to was not a party, normally that meant it was a party but relief was hit when you saw it really wasn’t a party.

You remember the first time you saw him in the living room, you had walked over and taken a seat next to him. You weren’t gonna flirt with him you just thought he was cute and it was the only seat available, perfect.

You both had spent that day talking a bit and getting to know each other, but, as the night carried on and the drinks were passed around you were both in your own world. You had asked him about his music, he was asking why you moved down to LA. You were just getting to know each other.

But the more you talked through the night the more you couldn’t help the feeling of craving something coming around your body. You tried to shift your mind off of whatever it was that was pulling you towards those thoughts.

Noah took note of the way your thighs were rubbing together and the way you were shifting around in your seat, tilting his head “you okay?” he asked with a smirk coming to life on his lips.

You both knew what that question meant, “yea, just getting cozy” you say flashing an innocent smile, you couldn’t help but take a look at his tattoos and lick your lips, bringing your eyes back up to him and giving him another smile.

Noah knew the look in your eyes because he did the same thing when you walked in, short shorts, a black tank top, showing off your curves, hair up, exposing your neck that he definitely didn’t want to take a bite of.

“Okay, just making sure, don’t want my guest to be uncomfortable” he says nodding his head, he took note of the lack of attention on them, half the boys were in the kitchen, the girls you were with were outside playing a game with the boys.

“I’m having a lot of fun actually” you say, seduction dripping from your lips, you were picturing him taking control of you but you were one to not break.

Noah was sat on the right side of the couch, man spreading, arms on display due to him wearing a plain black tank top and some black sweatpants, he didn’t plan on coming down.

Noah typically stayed to himself with work but when the boys told him some new friends were coming by he figured he should take a break. With the band taking off he knew he deserved a break and some fun.

What he didn’t expect was to see a beautiful woman standing in the doorway with some friends. He didn’t care for your friends being there at the moment but as soon as he saw you he needed you. The boys followed behind him welcoming you and your friends inside.

Getting food and drinks out, talking and getting to know everyone better. You and your friends had moved away from your small town into the big Los Angelous scene. You were excited to finally break free from a place you were being held down at. You just didn’t expect to see an extremely handsome man though.

You both spent the night teasing eachother, you found you both had a lot in common. You wanted to stay longer but the girls were ready to go and you didn’t want to give Noah what he wanted.

As the girls said goodbye and gave hugs you made sure to give Noah and extra big hug, whispering in his ear “I hope to see you again, handsome” you wanted to get the last word before leaving.

Noah bit his tongue and smiled “it was nice meeting you, Y/N, hopefully next time we can pick up where we left off”. You knew that smile was not a regular smile, it was like a challenge. Would you be the one to make the next move or him? You didn’t exchange numbers, you wanted to make him wait it out.

Ever since the first meeting you both spent time playing cat and mouse, everytime Noah tried to get you alone you would slip away. Just barely missing his finger tips, you loved working him up.

Everytime you were near him he craved you, he wanted to take you every chance he could when it was just you too. You were very aware of how Noah felt, you felt the same way but you loved this cat and mouse game.

When it was just you together you would subtly tease him, rubbing your hands against his thigh, everytime you would stretch you would make sure to wear something to help reveal your skin.

Noah couldn’t take his eyes off you, he just wanted a taste, a bite of you, anything. Noah couldn’t get the thought of you lying under him, panting, whining, crying for him to go harder, faster, slower.

The boys this particular night were hosting a big party, their second album was doing great, their shows were kicking off, they had interview after interview, so it only made sense to celebrate the new accomplishments that were made.

Noah was making his way through the crowds of people in the house, he was keeping his eye out for you. Noah needed to see you tonight, he couldn’t hold off on another week of not touching you.

As Noah made his way into the kitchen that’s where he spotted you, leaning up against the fridge, drink in hand, talking to someone. Noah could see the boredom in your eyes from the conversation you were having with the guy. He made his way further into the kitchen, reaching into the cooler for a beer.

Noah tried to be nonchalant and not get pissed at the fact this guy was cornering you. He should be the one in that position, he should be the one teasing holding you, not someone night jackass.

As Noah stood back up, he he couldn’t help but over hear your conversation, peaking his interest. “Well, it has been a while since I was with someone” you said, a smirk now plastered on your face, teasing eyes meeting his, you give him an innocent smile.

You were aware of what you were doing, you wanted to see how long you could get away with teasing him before he cracked. The guy, whose name you didn’t care for, was now interested in what you had to say, but Noah was more enthralled with your words.

Deciding to stay where he stood, in your presence, he wanted to hear more of what you had to say. He took a seat at the island stationed in the center of the kitchen. Cutting any conversation started with him short.

“Well, babygirl, I can help you with that” the man replied, you didn’t care for him but you knew he needed to be there for your game. You bring your hand to his chest, tapping on it rhythmically “mmm, I don’t think so” you teased, humming to yourself.

Keeping an eye on Noah’s reactions, you saw him start to clench his jaw, and his fist tighten around the can of beer, hearing the metal crinkle under the pressure.

“Oh come on” the man said, his hand was now on your lower back, pulling you closer to him and away from the fridge, you forced out a giggle to keep Noah’s attention up and high, you didn’t want him to miss the show you were gonna put on.

Before you could reply, one of your favorite songs came on “Meddle About by Chase Atlantic”, what a perfect opportunity you thought to yourself. You stood up and grabbed the man’s arm leading him out the kitchen and to the living room.

“I wanna dance, this is my favorite song” you said, you didn’t want to grind on a stranger you didn’t know but you knew in the long run it would be worth it..

As the song started the man pulled you close against him his chest. You closed your eyes and let the music to take over your body, you couldn’t wait for Noah to snap, you had been working him for what felt like ages.

You started to grind up against the stranger, opening your eyes, looking across the room to meet Noah’s. Jaw clenched, eyes piercing with anger? Jealousy? You couldn’t help the little smirk come to life on your face, the plan was working.

Noah sat back in his seat, never taking his eyes off you, watching the way your hips danced around with that man and not him. The way you would giggle at the touches he gave you as the song progressed.

Noah wanted to pick you up in his arms, take you back to his house and fix the problem you started in his pants. Noah wasn’t one to fall for games though, he was aware of your plan and what you wanted, he wasn’t gonna give it to you though.

As the song finished up, you turned around to the guy, telling him you had to use the restroom real quick. You quickly made your way through the living room and up the stairs to the nearest bathroom. As you walked down the halls you felt someone grab you and muffled your mouth.

You kick and thrash in the persons arms, trying to break free, “shhhh, shhh, it’s me” you heard, recognizing Noah’s voice, you slowly turned around in his arms.

You stood inside, what appears to be someone’s bedroom, you were pressed against the door, Noah leaning over you, brown eyes never looking away from you.

You could feel your pussy soaking through your panties, as Noah started to run his fingers against your thighs, tracing your warm skin under his fingertips.

Leaning down against your ear, whispering darkly “I know your little game, Y/N” he said in a teasing voice, bringing his fingers up closer to your shorts.

“I see the way you look at me, I see the way you sway your hips when you walk away from me, the way you stretch making sure your ass perks up in the air” the more Noah spoke the more Noah’s fingers explored, sliding under the hems of your shorts, coming close to your pussy, then slowly taking them away.

“You thought I wouldn’t catch on but I knew the moment I saw you” he says, turning you around, your chest now against the door, pulling the hips towards his, bringing you closer to him.

You could feel Noah’s hands tighten around your hips, grinding your pussy down against his cock, giving you some relief. Forcing out a moan from pleasure, you had spent nights fucking yourself to the thought of him taking control of you.

“ remember at the pool party? When it was just us, hmm?” Noah asked, slipping his hands inside of your shorts, slowly bring his fingers down to your pussy, just barely missing your clit.

“N-Noah” you whined out, he was so close to touching you, giving you what you wanted, pushing your hips forward trying to get any friction and pleasure.

“No, answer my question” Noah says sternly, taking his hand away from your pussy, placing his hand back on your hips, grinding you against him. He could feel his cock pulsating in his jeans, he could just imagine your tight pussy wrapped around him.

“Yes, I-I remember!” You cried out, of course you remembered. The boys had left for a quick second to grab the food for the barbecue you and you did a strip tease for Noah, sliding down your shorts, swaying your hips in the process. Fixing the top of your bathing suit, and accidentally letting the top drop, flashing him for a quick second. You had ‘apologized’ but you both knew it wasn’t needed.

“You teased me, and then flashed me these beautiful tits, except you didn’t let me touch them, remember?” Noah asked, leaving kisses against your neck, sliding his hand up your chest, grasping your boobs and squeezing them, he was running his hands all over your body, and you couldn’t get enough of it.

“Please, Noah, touch me” you cried out, your pussy was throbbing with need, and the way he was running his hands up and down your body didn’t help. You could feel your body getting hotter and hotter. The way Noah was taking control of you made you feel like a hunter caught his prey.

Noah slipped his hands under your shirt, mumbling in your ear “is this okay, pretty girl?”, you nod your head, pleading for more. “Yes, more please” you cried out, you hated the way he had you under his eyes like a spell. You were suppose to be the hunter and he the prey.

Pushing your bra as best as he could to the side and out the way he started to fiddle with your boobs. Drawing out whimpers and cries, he was very skilled with his hands, you wanted that skill to go somewhere else though, you wanted him to hurry up and give you what you wanted.

You turned around, causing Noah to drop his hands from your boobs back to your hips, pushing you back up against that door, “come on, pretty girl, you know I have the upper hand” Noah teases, leaning down, eyes lowered, mouth barely pressed against yours.

“It’s my game” you whined out, you were so used to being the one in control, Noah was the only one who made your body feel hot and good. “No, baby girl, it’s my game, I give you what you want, when I want” he says firmly, pressing his lips against yours.

Forcing out a moaning, giving him open invitation to slide his tongue into your mouth, fighting for dominance, you didn’t want to give up, but the way his tongue felt against yours, teasing and strong. You couldn’t help but give up, allowing him full control.

Now that you gave your submission up to him, Noah took this opportunity to tease your mouth his tongue, tangling it with yours, pulling back giving you a quick kiss, he brings up his fingers replacing them for his tongue.

Wrapping your lips around them, sucking the digits he had placed inside. You couldn’t help but wonder what his cock would feel like in your mouth. This thought brought out a moan from you, the thought of him throat fucking you, taking you raw.

“What’s wrong, baby? You need something bigger?” Noah teased, the way you were so compliant under his hands now, you were so close being fully under his hands.

You nodded your head as best as you could, your hands grasping his wrist to keep his hand in place. Noah bringing up his other hand, gently wrapping his fingers around your throat, tightening just a bit.

“Too bad, you’ve been a bad girl, and now you’re gonna have to wait” Noah says firmly, taking his hands away from your body, taking your away from the door, “see you next time”.

Noah slipped out the door, leaving you standing alone panting, you didn’t think he would do all that so quickly, but you also knew it was your move next. You weren’t sure of how you would get him back you had an idea. Taking a look at your surrounding you realized you were in Noah’s room.

You thought of a quick idea, and quickly unbuttoned your pants, slipping off your panties, you quickly got dressed again, slipping them under his pillow for him to find later tonight.

AN- Mandy and I have spent the last few weeks about this and I’m finally getting it out now, I tagged everyone who I thought might like it, I’m not sure when the next part will be out but I plan for it to be soon. I want to get back more into writing it’s just life has been very hectic as of late, I will be posting a master list soon, and updating a few things on my blog.

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