Chapter 23
Lewis
Iknelt before the couch and palmed Noah’s waist. He gasped softly when I slipped my hands under his jumper. His gasp turned into a groan when I nuzzled my face into his crotch.
“Oh my God, Lew!” Noah giggled as he tried to push me off his lap. “Not in front of Mr Pickles!”
I glanced around at the tomcat curled up on the stuffed armchair.
“He doesn’t seem to mind,” I told him with a shrug and focused on his bulge again. “Do you have your phone on you?” My voice came out hoarse and tense.
“Yeah,” he squeaked. I smirked up at him, popped his button open, and slid the zipper down to free his straining length.
“Let’s make you some money.”
A strangled moan tore out of him when my hand pushed into his boxers and grabbed his cock.
Noah found his phone and tried to unlock it with his face but didn’t want to look away from me for the second it would take the phone to register his likeness.
Seeing him desperate with need made me feel like a king.
“Ready?” I asked with a nod at his phone.
“Oh, yeah.” He gulped and hastily glanced at the screen. “Ready.” For a moment I was mesmerised by the movement of his lightly stubbled throat, then his cock drew my eyes.
I ran my thumb over the drop of precum pooling on his head. Another moan tore out of him and his breathing sped up as he fidgeted his ass on the couch.
“You better get the shot, Bright.”
Or not, so I can keep blowing you.
Noah cursed under his breath. He aimed the phone at his lap with one hand and palmed my nape with the other.
I played with his drooling cock for another moment, then brought my mouth down on his hard length.
“Oh, fuuuck.” He exhaled around the words and drew a shuddering breath.
“Fuck, that feels so good, baby.” His elegant fingers sifted through the longer fur at the back of my neck.
I whimpered around his cock at hearing him call me ‘baby’ and sucked him deeper.
My throat closed around his head, and I choked on him.
“Holy shit.” Noah bit out a little laugh, and his hips bucked up. “You’ll make me come way too fast.”
I raised my eyes to his. They were heavily hooded, the pupils blown wide. Then my gaze took in the rest of his face as I blew him. Noah’s cheeks were flushed with arousal, and the breath rasped in and out of him through glistening lips.
Noah Bright had aged like fucking fine wine.
How is he this beautiful?
With a little nudge, he drew my eyes back up. He sank into my gaze and before long he struggled to keep his phone on us.
I slid up so I could suck on his tip and pulled his trousers and underwear down his legs. Noah spread his trembling legs as drops of his precum burst on my tongue. And still he stroked my nape and locked my gaze with the intensity in his eyes.
I stroked my hands back up his legs and brought my fingers between them to play with his balls.
“Oh. Fuck. Me!” Noah snarled. His cock thickened in my mouth, and I sank back down until my nose pressed into the thatch of hair at his base.
I breathed through my nose so I wouldn’t choke on him.
“God, baby!” His palm cupped my cheek, and he doubled over to press a brief kiss on my brow.
“Holy shit, you look so hot on your knees.” He drew a shuddering breath and flung the phone aside.
A split second later I realised why. Noah’s hands took hold of my head as his nuts drew up to hug the base of his cock. I didn’t think anymore, I acted on pure instinct.
I cradled his balls in my hand and gripped his cock with the other, bobbing up and down as I stroked him off.
“You feel so fucking good, baby,” he groaned. His hips bucked up again and again, sliding his length into my mouth. “You need to get off,” Noah gasped with sudden urgency in his voice. “Get off, I’ll—”
I hummed and buried his cockhead in my throat as his orgasm hit, or maybe it was the other way around.
“Lewis!” He cried out. Spurt after spurt of his warm cum made me choke again as I fought to swallow it all.
I couldn’t breathe, but damn it— if this was how I expired then I would go gladly.
Because, surely, it was the only and best way to die, with Noah Bright’s cock suffocating me as I choked on his copious cum.
Gentle hands pulled me up. Something glimmered in his eyes, something scary and big that neither of us was ready to name just yet. Noah brushed a trickle of cum and saliva off my lips and smiled. Then, he leaned in and kissed me.
I was painfully hard and soft at the same time.
“You didn’t even get the cumshot, Bright,” I muttered into the kiss. Noah huffed.
“You try it next time and film when I blow you, Sinclair. Let’s see how long you manage.” He bumped his nose against mine with a soft chuckle.
Damn.
The idea of him on his knees for me almost made me cream my boxers.
“Do you think anyone would want to see that?”
Why do I sound so horny?
Noah huffed. “Did you look at yourself in the mirror recently, Sinclair? Of course they fucking would.” He sized me up for a moment. “Get up.”
A tiny smile played on the corners of his lips when I immediately rose to my feet.
“Take your trousers off,” he demanded boldly. Again, I obeyed without hesitation. I had no problem with getting naked in front of him. On the contrary. I loved the way he drank me in.
“Fuuck, look at you.” Noah exhaled and reached out to run his hands up my thighs. “You are glorious, Lew.”
My cock leaked so much precum, it slid down my length and clung to my barbs.
“Sit down for me, yeah?” He moved to the side and waited for me to take a seat. I suppressed my groan when he took hold of his cock and gave himself a little squeeze. “You’re so sexy,” Noah murmured as he slid to the floor and urged my knees wider with his shoulders.
“Oh my goodness.” I had no time to be embarrassed about my little mewl because before I could even feel ashamed, he stuck his face into my balls and fucking sniffed me.
“Noah!” I sobbed and barely managed to get my shirt out of the way before I came all over my stomach.
He slowly lifted his head and let his eyes roam over my lap. His teeth dug into his plush bottom lip and a smile broke out on his face. Noah winked at me and licked the spot he had just bitten down on.
“Told you so.”
“Ugh!” I slumped into the cushions and flung an arm over my eyes. “You sniffed my balls, Bright. I had no idea it would be so hot.”
My cock was still stiff as a rod.
“Right?” He giggled. “That was so good. I love your scent.” Then he was back between my legs, pressing his face into my balls again. He inhaled deeply and moaned.
“Holy shit, Noah!” I dug my paws into the cushions to keep myself from touching him. I didn’t want to pressure him into doing anything he wasn’t comfortable with.
He hummed and rubbed his scruffy cheek back and forth over the sensitive fur covering my nuts.
“You can come again, right?” he asked in a muffled voice. He knew from everything we’d got up to in Kirkmuir, but that he asked anyway almost did my head in.
“Pretty much, yeah,” I bit out. “Half a dozen times or so.”
Noah surfaced again, one eyebrow arched. I nodded. “Let’s validate your claim, Sinclair,” he added in a posh accent, then stuck his face back into my crotch. “I’ll risk it, then.”
“Risk what?” I asked, although I knew what he meant. He didn’t answer my question but instead fondled my balls. Gods, with how full and tight they felt, they had to be fucking blue under my fur. Pleasure tingled in my core, and I came again in minutes without Noah touching my cock once.
“That’s so fucking hot, Sinclair,” he rasped. “You’re the first person I’ve ever been with who came from me playing with your balls. So hot,” he repeated in a dreamy voice.
I shivered where I sat. Shit. We were two orgasms in, and I hadn’t given the video a single thought. It wasn’t that I was shy or had a problem with anyone seeing me come. At least I thought I didn’t.
Being like this with Noah was just so good. It made me happy and I wanted to be in the moment with him, not watch him through a screen. I’d done that for a decade. I wanted the real deal, thank you very much.
“Want me to film?” I asked him in an unsteady voice as I reached for his phone. Noah snagged my hand in his before I could reach it. The fingers of his other hand wrapped around my cock, and he brought my tip to his mouth.
“Touch me, okay?” Noah requested before he let me slide between his lips.
By all the fucking deities watching.
He held onto my hand while he blew me, and he closed his eyes in such a tender and trusting way that my eyes misted over. I’d had my fair share of hookups, but this, right here, felt so big and meaningful.
The phone lay forgotten on a cushion next to me while Noah drove me out of my mind with his mouth.
“Holy hell, Noah!” I stroked his cheek. “You—that thing you do with your tongue. Do that again. Please!” I would crawl and beg if he wanted me to.
Fuuuck.
He swirled his piercing around my cockhead again, running the little metal ball over my leaking slit and fucking dipping into it. Noah moaned around me and the sound travelled straight through my cock and into my heart.
“Yes! Just like that,” I urged him on. His eyes caught mine and held on as his fingers dug into my thighs. He groaned again when he took me deeper and his throat tightened around my barbs. Gods, yes, I bet that felt good.
Without overthinking it, I leaned over and hastily pushed two fingers into my mouth. I spread my saliva over his hole. Noah whimpered around me and clenched under my fingertips. My next orgasm was brief and gut wrenching.
“Keep going, if you can,” I spurred him on. He nodded and sucked and slurped, occasionally losing his rhythm as he tried to get my finger inside his ass.
“So eager, Bright,” I growled. “Are you sure you want this? You got to be sore after Kirkmuir.”
Noah whimpered and pressed back into my hand again, and I slipped a finger into his body. Oh gods! He was so hot and tight, and I remembered how desperate he’d been and how fast he’d come with my barbs in his ass.
“More!” he gasped before he brought his mouth down on me again.
I was so close again already, almost blinded by my arousal, but I gave him what he wanted.
I spat on my other hand and spread my saliva on his hole.
There was no way I’d do any of this without lube next time.
But neither of us wanted to stop and grab the bottle he had bought at the shops.
I added a second finger but almost pulled out again when he tightened around me and gave a small whining sound.
We looked at each other. There was nothing but trust and adoration in his eyes, and I hoped he saw it mirrored in mine.
I hadn’t been sure if my feelings would change when I got to know him.
I’d been in love with a fantasy version of him for years.
But gods, this was even more intense than anything I could have imagined.
“I don’t want you to get hurt, Puppy,” I whispered, stroking his cheek from where I was bent forward to fingerfuck his ass. He smiled around my cock, as his eyes filled with tears. Noah carefully shook his head.
Oh fuck. He moaned and his pupils rolled up. I’d never blown another cat hybrid, but I bet those barbs felt good in your throat.
I dragged my fingers out and slid back in. His sweet mouth and hole, they’d be the end of me. Again and again I sank into his ass, already close to coming again.
“Puppy, I’ll come soon. You feel too good, I can’t—” I broke off and pushed inside him until I found his spot. Noah jolted as if he’d received an electric shock. His hands scrambled around to my ass. He gripped my glutes hard, dragging himself down to the base of my cock and deepthroating me.
I sped up. My fingers bumped into Noah’s prostate, tearing almost inhuman sounds from his shaking body.
“Fuck, yes, Puppy! Do you think you can come for me again?” I sped up, fucking him until his body seized up and clenched so hard around me I couldn’t move an inch.
Pleasure raced through my veins and boiled up my cock.
I emptied my balls down Noah’s throat. He gulped and swallowed, whimpering softly as aftershocks travelled through his body.
I dragged my fingers out and stroked his lightly fuzzed glute.
Then he pulled off me and scrambled up into my lap, attacking my mouth again.
“Oh my gosh, baby,” Noah groaned as he thrust his tongue between my lips. “That was so hot.”
“It was.” I sighed and reached for the fluffy orange blanket I’d got for him at N?kken. “Are you cold?” I moved him around and folded him into my chest.
Noah hummed. “A bit,” he muttered into my throat, smacking his lips like a kitten drunk on milk.
“You did so fucking good for me, Noah.” I cradled him on my lap and we kissed for an eternity while outside the windows the world turned white and a hush fell over the land.
“Good night, Puppy,” I whispered when I lowered him onto his bed later and pulled the duvet up to his ears. I should have left, it would have been the only sensible thing to do, but I couldn’t. Then I climbed into bed with him. “Sweet dreams. I'll be here in the morning.”
“Night, baby,” he slurred. Noah turned around and was out again.