Chapter 7 #5
It took them a bit of arranging to get situated, but they ended up with Rachel reclining against him, her head resting in the soft area right below his rib cage. She began to hum a familiar tune, but Noah wasn’t sure what it was.
“Wow,” Aspen said as they stood back up and kicked the desk drawer shut. “You two are so fucking hot.”
Noah shook his head, and Rachel laughed, cutting off the song before Noah could figure it out. Except when Aspen joined them on the bed, they picked up right where Rachel left off.
“What song is that?” Noah asked as he idly stroked his fingers down Rachel’s sides. Her skin was so soft, and he loved the way she shivered when he traced the underside of her boobs.
“What song?” Aspen asked.
“The…song you just started humming?”
Aspen gave him a funny look. “Uh, I have no idea. Just popped into my head.”
Rachel’s laugh rumbled through Noah’s stomach.
“I think I started it. Something reminded me of a line in this song, so I started humming it, and you picked it up. That’s actually another part of ADHD for me.
It’s called echolalia, which is a type of stim that…
you probably don’t want to hear about right now. Please ignore me.”
She tried to bury her face in her hands, but Noah was more than used to strange anecdotes during sex.
Aspen could go on tangents for minutes, verging on hours when they got worked up about something.
It didn't matter if they were sitting on the couch or riding Noah’s dildo.
When they wanted to talk about something, they would.
“No, that’s super fascinating, hon,” Aspen said, genuine interest lighting up their eyes. “You’re welcome to keep talking about echoes and word–”
They let out a high-pitched whine as Noah slid two fingers into their front hole. He was more than happy to let these two babble at each other, but he was also going to entertain himself.
“Please feel free to discuss whatever you’d like to, but, for the record,” he said, smirking at Aspen as they pouted at him. “I know what you need too, Asp.”
Aspen gave a shaky laugh as Noah thrust his fingers in and out of them.
He always loved tracing the familiar ridges and bumps of Aspen’s hole, but tonight there was more to it than that.
He was using the same fingers he’d used to open Rachel up, and it felt like, for this one night, they were connected.
Outside of accidental run-ins, awkward introductions, and trial relationships, the three of them were here, together, sharing something special.
As he worked quickly but methodically to prep Aspen, Rachel opted not to continue her lesson, but instead focused intently on lubing up the two ends of the dildo, asking a few clarifying questions on how it worked as she went.
When she tried to hand it back to Aspen, they batted at Noah’s arm until he pulled his fingers out so they could scoot down the bed. With a wiggle of their hips, they happily presented their hole to Rachel. “Pretty please, will you put my dick inside me?”
Noah couldn’t help it. He burst out laughing, and Rachel giggled as Aspen pouted and thrust their hips toward Rachel. “What?”
“You have to know how ridiculous you sound,” Noah said, stroking his hand affectionately down Aspen’s thigh. Aspen pressed into his hand and then began rocking back and forth.
“How else am I supposed to say it? Please insert here?”
Rachel turned onto her side. “I will happily put your dick inside you, but you’ll have to stop wiggling.”
Aspen rocked back and forth three more times before falling still. “Sorry, I get antsy really easily.”
“Yeah, I get antsy and over- or understimulated really easily, too,” she said, smiling her gentle smile at Aspen. “It’s why I stim a lot during sex, especially when I’m unmedicated. You can go back to your stimming as soon as I’m done.”
Everything Rachel had been saying without saying the whole night finally slotted into place. Noah wasn’t sure why he’d never put all the clues together before, but…did Aspen have ADHD?
By the look on Aspen’s face, they had come to the same conclusion.
Rachel looked up at Noah and then back at Aspen. “Uhm…like I said, we definitely don’t need to talk about ADHD right now, but…if you want to, maybe we can talk more later?”
Aspen nodded, but they still looked a little shell-shocked, even as Rachel worked the bulbous end of the dildo inside them.
“You’re so sexy,” Rachel murmured, dragging her nails down Aspen’s calf once it was inserted.
Aspen tried to smile, but it didn’t quite reach their eyes. Noah wrapped their fist around the dildo and gave it a few strokes, making sure to angle it the way he knew they loved. Aspen’s entire body quivered, and they turned to Noah, a look of raw, vulnerable need on their face.
Noah kept his eyes solidly on Aspen’s face as he stroked the dildo a few more times.
“She’s right, you know. You’re so unbelievably sexy like this…all spread open for us, ready to top.”
If Aspen had responded with anything other than excitement, Noah would have insisted they stop, but their smile returned, and they grinned eagerly at Rachel.
That is, until Noah pulled the dildo down like a lever, slamming into their spot.
“Shit, babe!” Aspen groaned, scrambling at Noah’s arm. “You’re gonna make me come before I even get to start!”
“Well,” Rachel said, rolling back over and pulling her legs up to her chest. “I’m ready whenever you are.”
Noah wasn’t sure if there was anything on earth quite as gratifying and sexually pleasing as getting to watch Aspen come into their own in bed.
He was relatively certain Aspen had never eaten anyone out before, but they dove onto her pussy with their tongue and fingers.
Her moans and the way she bucked her hips against their face made it seem like their eagerness made up for the lack of experience.
When Aspen finally stopped teasing her and began to fuck her, they fumbled for a little while, but what they lacked in finesse they made up for in energy.
Perhaps a bit too much energy, though, because at one point, both Noah and Rachel had to call their attention back to the task at hand.
“Aspen? Focus,” Noah said for a second time, his voice soft and coaxing.
“I’m trying!” Aspen whined, jerking their hips in a disjointed rhythm.
“Okay, come here,” Noah said.
He sat up, lifting Rachel along with him, and bent forward until he could grab Aspen by the back of the neck. He pulled them in, pausing less than a breath away to make sure Aspen was okay with adding this intimacy to their threesome.
Aspen blinked once before jerking forward and slamming their mouths together. They tasted sweet and musky, the familiar flavor of their saliva mixed with the new, tantalizing flavor of Rachel.
It was a combination he could get used to.
Noah had been playing with Rachel’s boobs the whole time, teasing the nipples and learning the precise curve and dip of each one, but now Rachel lifted her hands and began to play with Aspen’s tits.
“Oh…fuck,” Aspen groaned, dropping their forehead to Rachel’s shoulder.
Rachel squirmed in Noah’s arms, jerking up against the dildo, pressing it deeper into Aspen.
“Do you like kissing?” they asked, their voice a breathless rasp.
“I love kissing,” she said.
“Perfect,” Aspen sighed before catching her mouth in a kiss.
Rachel began moving her hips with fervor, and finally, Aspen pulled back with a moan.
“Oh god, just—just ride me…oh fuck, ride me, please.”
In a move only an acrobat, or an overly eager Aspen, could pull off, they wrapped their arms around her shoulders and yanked her forward and out of Noah’s arms. Aspen ended up flat on their back, and Rachel had to scramble on her hands and knees.
Somehow, she managed to keep the dildo mostly inside her, and she sank down onto it with a groan, and Aspen let out a grateful sob of pleasure.
You’re just holding Aspen back. I’m sure they have better things to do than keep you company in your bachelorhood.
A snarl of emotions tried to rise inside Noah’s chest as he found himself utterly superfluous in their new position. Of course, he could lend a hand, but it didn’t really seem like either of them needed him. Maybe he could just watch and appreciate the opportunity–
“Noah!” Aspen called, not giving those swirling thoughts a chance to fully take shape. They flapped their hand desperately in his direction. “Need you!”
He allowed Aspen to guide him around until he was sitting next to their head, and they demanded he put his hands on both their tits.
There were some slight bruises forming from where they’d instructed Rachel to pinch and play with them.
Noah traced the shapes and teased their sensitive nipples as Rachel began to build up an impressive rhythm.
He wasn’t really sure if they’d imbued any useful nonheteronormative sex knowledge on her, or if she was just along for the ride.
At least in this new position, he and Rachel were able to keep Aspen’s focus by playing fervently with their tits as Rachel made a very impressive show of riding their strap.
This time, Rachel finished first, and Noah hoped that meant he and Aspen hadn’t done too badly tonight.
When she rolled off Aspen, she tried to offer to help, but that burning need seemed to dance along Aspen’s thread in Noah’s chest, and he took over. He grabbed the dildo in one hand and began pumping, while twisting Aspen’s nipple in the exact way they always begged for.
“Oh—shit, Noah!” Aspen cried, only for Rachel to begin stroking their dick and playing with their other tit. She moved her hands in perfect sync with Noah, like they’d been practicing this intimate choreography for years.
“So—fuck—so close,” Aspen gasped as they arched and bucked against their hands.
They were truly a sight to behold when they let loose, and with a soft scream, Aspen came undone. By the slack-jawed, almost reverent look on Rachel’s face, she seemed to appreciate Aspen for all that they were.
Which might include being neurodiverse.
Noah had heard Charlie talk about being diagnosed as neurodiverse as a kid, but he’d never opened up much about his actual diagnosis or what it meant for him.
The term neurodiverse, and any of the specific diagnoses under it, had never been uttered in Noah’s household.
God forbid they not be perfect–even when it was blatantly clear they were anything but.
Thoughts about Aspen, Charlie, and now Rachel swirled in Noah’s head as Aspen began to babble about how they were tired, and they bet Rachel was tired, and they promised that next time, they’d give her proper instructions on how to use the different kinds of straps.
Wait.
“Next time?” Noah asked.
“Yeah, that was fucking phenomenal. I’m absolutely down for a next time, and the fact that you managed to come on the first go means I bet you are too,” Aspen said as they laid a familiar hand on Noah’s thigh, rubbing their thumb under the hem of his boxer briefs.
They were wet and rapidly growing uncomfortable, but Noah was too busy fighting to catch his breath as a snarl of worry filled the back of his throat.
Was this Aspen asking Rachel out? Did that include Noah?
What did it mean that he really hoped it did, because he’d also had an amazing time and could picture himself doing this with them for the rest of the trial–if not longer?
“I had a really great time, too. I’d love to learn more,” Rachel said, and Noah finally dared to look over at her.
Her smile was small and a little shy, but her eyes practically glowed.
She looked like the sunrise her lingerie had reminded him of.
He felt that thread in his chest flare to life, matching the light she seemed to carry around with her.
“I also really liked hanging out with you both at the coffee shop. I’d love to maybe”—she glanced between the two of them and then smiled wider—“be friends?”
Aspen beamed at her. “Oh, hon, we are always down for new friends! If it’s a sexy friendship, that’s a bonus, but of course, we can talk to you about nonheteronormative sex with or without your active participation. Totally up to you.”
“I think I’d like to be an active participant—if you’ll have me.”
Noah wasn’t sure if he could speak past the knot still in his throat, so he held out a hand to her again. When she accepted it without an ounce of hesitation, he pulled her into his lap, tucking her head easily under his chin.
“I’d like to request that next time, we start with kissing, as opposed to everyone getting naked and jumping right in,” Noah finally managed to say, in part because he genuinely liked kissing, but also because he’d noticed the distinct difference it made in Aspen’s attention and enjoyment.
He nudged his foot against Aspen’s side for good measure.
“Hey! I like kissing, too. Rachel just seemed nervous, so I didn’t wanna draw out the suspense!”
“No, just when you were teasing me with your big sparkly strap,” Rachel joked, and Aspen gasped in faux shock, but something passed over their face, and they quickly sobered.
Noah held out his hand to them, too, and they took it, scooting right up to Noah’s side.
Silence fell over the room for a few beats before Aspen turned to Rachel with a determined look on their face. “So…ADHD, huh?”