Chapter 2 #2
Adam glanced around, looking to see if anyone was paying them any mind, but they truly were in the shadows.
He tipped his head back as Noah’s hand gripped the base of his cock, his soft tongue lapping at his shaft, working his way up before closing his mouth over his leaking tip.
He clenched his teeth as Noah sucked, tongue teasing his slit and the notch just beneath the head.
Fucking hell. He slipped his hand beneath the blanket to grip his hair, pushing his head down onto his cock as he thrust up, only feeling a little bad when he felt him gag around him.
It was his own fault for teasing him. He held him there, nose pressed to the skin of his pelvis.
Adam’s cock twitched on Noah’s tongue when he felt him struggle, throat spasming around him in a way that had his eyes rolling.
He eased him off slowly so he didn’t start having a coughing fit. He expected Noah to pinch his thigh like he often did when Adam surprised him by being too rough, but instead, he just bobbed his head, sucking sloppily, the sounds of kids singing Christmas carols masking his slurping.
Adam couldn’t stop himself from fucking up into the wet heat of his mouth, fucking his cock past his lips as he held him in place.
He glanced around, then lifted the blanket.
Noah pulled off to look up at him with teary eyes, sticking out his tongue and slapping Adam’s cock against it.
Adam cupped his cheek, taking himself in hand so he could smear spit and precum over Noah’s cheeks and chin.
He clenched his hair right at the top, tugging until Noah whimpered, only then did he start feeding him his cock an inch at a time, the slide of his soft tongue making Adam feral.
Noah’s eyes were shiny in the dim lighting, but Adam could still see how cock drunk he looked.
He pulled himself free, hooking his fingers behind Noah’s teeth, shaking his head a little, then lightly slapping his cheek.
More tears streaked down Noah’s freckled face.
Adam rubbed his swollen lips, then dropped the blanket back over his head.
He laced his fingers behind his head, stomach tensing as Noah began to suck him in earnest, head bobbing, tongue working along the underside.
He took him deeper with each press, then forced himself down until he could feel Noah’s breath tickling his skin there.
Noah hummed around him, making his eyes roll.
He didn’t hold him down, but he did began fucking himself even deeper, biting back groan after groan as Noah’s tight throat spasmed around his cock.
He was close. He could feel himself reaching the point of no return, his hips rolling, sparks flashing behind his eyelids as pleasure pulsed through him. Normally, he’d warn him, at least tap him to let him know, but this time he did nothing, retaliation for Noah tormenting him for the last hour.
Noah hollowed his cheeks and bobbed his head two more times and then Adam was coming hard down his throat.
He heard the tiny aborted cough and felt a little bad, well, he wanted to feel bad anyway.
That had to count for something. This time Noah did pinch his thigh hard enough to make him wince, but he also licked him clean, then tucked him away in his pants before emerging from his blanket cocoon.
He was a mess, face red and sweaty, lips swollen, cheeks stained with tears.
He dragged in heaving breaths as Adam dipped his head to kiss him lightly, too fucked out to do much more than that.
Only after his high had worn off, did he slip his hand beneath the blanket, opening Noah’s jeans one-handed.
Noah gripped his wrist tightly, shaking his head.
“No, you don’t have to,” he whispered.
It was on the tip of his tongue to tell him he wanted to when he felt the wetness in his underwear.
Adam smirked, brow arching when Noah’s face collapsed.
He was embarrassed. He’d come just from blowing him.
Well, most likely from rubbing his hard little cock against the rough fabric of the bed while blowing him, but that didn’t make it any less hot.
He pressed his lips to Noah’s ear. “Did you come in your pants like a needy little slut? Did you hump the bed in front of an entire theater while you choked on my cock?”
Noah gave a jerky nod, still not meeting his gaze. Adam squeezed his oversensitive cock, then began to stroke him. Noah whimpered from the oversensitivity even as he pressed his ear closer to Adam’s lips, desperate for the filthy things he whispered.
Adam continued to stroke him, realizing he was hardening in his sticky grip.
“When I get you home, I’m going to strip you down, tie you to the bed, stuff your greedy little hole full of your favorite vibrating plug, and then I’m gonna spank you raw.
I’m not going to stop no matter how much you cry, no matter how much you beg.
The only way your getting out of this tonight is if you fucking safe word. ”
Noah whimpered, fucking up into Adam’s tightened fist. “Please,” he breathed. “I want that. I want that so badly.”
Adam’s laugh was cruel. “Of course you do. Such a little slut. Look at you, already half-hard and fucking my fist in a crowded theater. It’s hardly a punishment when you love it so much, huh?
One of these days I’m going to punish you with something you don’t want.
I’m going to make you cry in pain instead of pleasure.
I’m gonna push you past your limits and see how much you can really take. ”
“H-How?” he whispered, hips working desperately. “What would you do?”
Adam’s own cock twitched, trying desperately to rally. Noah’s refractory periods were impressive. Adam hesitated for only a moment, wondering if he should play this card now, tonight? Or save this secret for another time?
In the end, it was too good an opportunity to waste.
“I’ll do that thing you’re always reading about in your web comics and fanfics. The ones you don’t think I see.” Noah’s breath caught, a tiny whimper escaping. Adam bit his earlobe hard. “You think I don’t see how many times you return to those episodes that have sounding?”
Noah’s nails dug into Adam’s thigh, hips jerking. “Wh-what?” he managed.
“Are you gonna deny it?” Noah gave a jerky shake of his head. “I never would have pegged you for that particular fetish. Though I guess it wasn’t listed under hard limits so maybe I should have.”
Adam worked his cock faster, getting a sick charge out of the way Noah’s breath hitched. He was scared. He was embarrassed. He definitely thought this little kink of his was something he would take to the grave. But Adam didn’t believe in secrets, especially not between spouses.
“Is it something you fantasize about? Do you want to try it? Do you think you’d like it?
Maybe you just like the idea of it. Which part is it that turns you on the most?
The pain? How taboo it is? Do you have a secret medical kink I don’t know about?
Do you just want to be stuffed in every hole at once? ”
Noah’s breath hitched and he stifled a moan, coming into Adam’s fist a second time. Adam stared at him in shock. Had he come just from that alone? God, he was such a little freak. Adam loved that about him.
When he looked at Noah’s face there were tears on his cheeks. Adam pressed his cum covered fingers past Noah’s lips, fucking them into his mouth while he sucked them clean. “Are you embarrassed, baby?”
Noah nodded, tearfully.
“Don’t be. It’s hot. So hot. You know how much I love torturing you…
consensually, of course,” he teased, kissing his cheek.
It was burning hot. When Noah’s tears didn’t stop, Adam gave him an apologetic look, using his thumbs to wipe his tears.
“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to tease you.
We all have our weird things. Do you want to go home or finish watching the movies? ”
“I want to finish watching the movies.”
Adam smiled. “Okay, but you have to stop crying.”
“Everyone’s crying, it’s a sad part,” Noah noted, tone sulky.
Adam glanced up to see Emma Thompson barely holding it together as she held a CD in her hands.
“Okay, that’s fair, but you being sad is making me feel weird in my stomach, like an itch I can’t scratch.
Tell me what I have to do to make you feel better?
Do you want a back massage when we get home? A foot rub? A-Another dog?”
Noah’s eyes lit up. Adam mentally kicked himself. He fell for this shit every time. At this rate they were going to have to get licensed as some kind of sanctuary.
Adam huffed out a sigh. “Fine. Is that all?”
“And I want a coke slushie…and peanut M&M’s,” Noah said, giving a delicate sniff that was definitely just to make Adam feel like an asshole.
“Okay, baby. I got you.”
He left Noah cuddled in the bed, walking into the lobby with a stupid smile on his face.
Sure, he’d embarrassed Noah just a little, but it had clearly turned him on.
He’d come a second time in like half an hour.
That was amazing. Noah had no reason to hide things from Adam.
He’d give him anything. He’d do anything.
Hell, if he wanted to tie Adam up and shove a rod in his dick, he’d take it.
Hell, he’d probably even like it. He’d do all of that and more for Noah.
Even a goddamn dog sanctuary.
Adam whistled all the way to the concession stand.