Birthday porn!
Who doesn't love birthdays and porn? I don't want to know that person to be honest.
Who needs to consolidate posts? Not this girl!
p.s. This is the filthiest thing I have written to date. Yay!
p.p.s. Happy Birthday dollface.
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Mine.
Luke spreads Noah's legs wider, as Noah raises his ass higher in the air. He hears the quick intake of breath coming from beneath him, as he spreads his boyfriend's cheeks apart.
He runs his index finger over Noah's tight pucker watching it contract and release at his touch. He loves Noah so much, loves how much they've grown to trust each other.
Spread wide and vulnerable, Noah moans softly, "Luke please...do something."
Luke licks his lips and smiles wantonly at Noah's desperation "I want to do everything to you baby, just tell me what you want."
Noah catches Luke gaze over his shoulder, Luke can tell he wants it all, and he will give Noah whatever he needs.
"I want you to fuck me with everything you've got. Your tongue, your fingers, your cock, I don't fucking care. Just make me feel it."
Luke doesn't need to be told twice, as he squeezes tight and kisses the mound of Noah's ass, leaving bruises with his tongue and fingers. Noah won't be forgetting this night any time soon.
He licks into him, tentatively at first, teasing Noah, though he's not sure he has the willpower for it.
"Fuck, Luke please." Noah groans, his cock now leaking on the bedspread. "I need more. I need-"
And before Noah can finish his thought, Luke is giving him more. His tongue firm and searching, he licks into Noah's asshole with the same fervor and want as he would lick into his mouth. Having his lips on Noah is a pleasure that he always yearns to savour.
He slides a finger in along side his tongue with no warning, and Noah takes it without hesitation. He is ready and wanting, his hole tightening around Luke.
"Fuck baby, you are so hot." Luke finally says as he replaces his tongue with a second finger. "I love the way you moan for me. Only me. Tell me. Wanna hear you say it."
Noah groans loudly as Luke brushes his prostate. It's enough pressure to notice, but not nearly enough at all.
"It's-it's only you Luke. It only ever had been and it only ever will be. I love you so fucking much."
Luke smacks Noah's ass roughly at the admission. His declarations making Luke want to mark him, own him, let the world know that Noah is his.
As Luke scrambles for the lube still laying on the bed, he can hear Noah whispering to himself, too low for the words to have been meant for Luke to hear. "Yours, yours, always yours."
"Yes. Mine All mine." Luke replies as he slides a third slick finger in, fucking Noah in earnest on his hand.
"Fuck, fuck, Luke, yes. Fuck." he can tell Noah is getting close, but he's not ready for this to end just yet. He feels wild with the idea of making sure Noah he knows who he belongs to.
He slides his fingers out, using the lube on them to slick up his cock, then adds more for good measure.
As he pushes into Noah with one swift slide, he grabs the hair at the nape of his neck, fingers gripping the dark hair curled with sweat.
He pulls Noah's head back as he thrusts in hard, both men filling the room with grunts and unintelligible sounds.
"Fuck Noah, mine Noah, God Noah." Luke rambles while fucking him roughly. The sweat from his hand and Noah's hair causing him to lose his grip.
He leans forward, biting Noah's shoulder, not hard enough to break the skin, but sure that it will leave a mark that will still be there in the morning.
Noah lets out a choked sob at the pain and growls "Harder" between ragged breaths.
Luke squeezes Noah hips tighter, finger tips leaving indents in the skin as his hips begin to stutter, his climax approaching.
"You ready baby?" Luke asks, unsure if Noah can even hear him anymore. He is so far gone, grunting and panting, the bedspread bunched tightly in his fists.
"Fuck yes Luke. Yes!" He says as he comes, his whole body shuddering. His upper body collapses on the bed, while his ass remains in the air.
Luke slaps Noah's ass one last time for good measure, then pulls Noah's hips to his. Though utterly exhausted, Noah still clenches down as Luke comes into his tightness.
They fall over still connected, narrowly avoiding the wet spot on Noah's side of the bed. It takes them a while before either of them can speak, the air in the room heavy with the smell of sex and shallow panting breaths.
"So," Noah finally says "you get that out of your system?"
"You?" Luke responds. "Never."
"Well of course not. I'm kind of amazing." Noah laughs. "I mean this new 'dominant drag 'em to the cave and fuck 'em' side of you. I've always known you were the jealous type, but wow. I am impressed Snyder."
As Luke finally withdraws from Noah, he props himself up on his elbow to look at him, smiling.
"Well I aim to please. But I just wanted to remind you what you have waiting for you at home while you're off galivanting across the pond with men that look like Tom Hardy and Jude Law."
Noah turns to face Luke completely. "You know you're ridiculous right? I'll be gone for nine days and from the looks of my schedule working for ten. I wouldn't even have time to look at another guy, and that's if I even wanted to. Which I don't."
Luke smiles at Noah sheepishly, the bravado from moments ago gone.
"I know baby, I know. But it doesn't hurt to brand what's mine, just so those swarthy Englishmen know to keep their hands off."
Noah kisses Luke's forehead, pushing his sweaty bangs to the side.
"Don't get me wrong, I wasn't complaining. You can club me over the head and drag me back to your cave anytime you like. Just know that I meant every word of it. It is you and only ever will be you. No one from either side of the Atlantic will ever come close."
"What about across the Pacific?" Luke laughs
Noah squeezes Luke tightly, looking into his eyes. "No one on the planet earth could even compare."
"So you're saying I may lose you to a rugged and sexy alien?"
"Yes" Noah smiles, "that's exactly what I'm saying."
Luke squeezes Noah back, rests his head on his chest and closes his eyes.
He likes those odds.
Who needs to consolidate posts? Not this girl!
p.s. This is the filthiest thing I have written to date. Yay!
p.p.s. Happy Birthday dollface.
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Mine.
Luke spreads Noah's legs wider, as Noah raises his ass higher in the air. He hears the quick intake of breath coming from beneath him, as he spreads his boyfriend's cheeks apart.
He runs his index finger over Noah's tight pucker watching it contract and release at his touch. He loves Noah so much, loves how much they've grown to trust each other.
Spread wide and vulnerable, Noah moans softly, "Luke please...do something."
Luke licks his lips and smiles wantonly at Noah's desperation "I want to do everything to you baby, just tell me what you want."
Noah catches Luke gaze over his shoulder, Luke can tell he wants it all, and he will give Noah whatever he needs.
"I want you to fuck me with everything you've got. Your tongue, your fingers, your cock, I don't fucking care. Just make me feel it."
Luke doesn't need to be told twice, as he squeezes tight and kisses the mound of Noah's ass, leaving bruises with his tongue and fingers. Noah won't be forgetting this night any time soon.
He licks into him, tentatively at first, teasing Noah, though he's not sure he has the willpower for it.
"Fuck, Luke please." Noah groans, his cock now leaking on the bedspread. "I need more. I need-"
And before Noah can finish his thought, Luke is giving him more. His tongue firm and searching, he licks into Noah's asshole with the same fervor and want as he would lick into his mouth. Having his lips on Noah is a pleasure that he always yearns to savour.
He slides a finger in along side his tongue with no warning, and Noah takes it without hesitation. He is ready and wanting, his hole tightening around Luke.
"Fuck baby, you are so hot." Luke finally says as he replaces his tongue with a second finger. "I love the way you moan for me. Only me. Tell me. Wanna hear you say it."
Noah groans loudly as Luke brushes his prostate. It's enough pressure to notice, but not nearly enough at all.
"It's-it's only you Luke. It only ever had been and it only ever will be. I love you so fucking much."
Luke smacks Noah's ass roughly at the admission. His declarations making Luke want to mark him, own him, let the world know that Noah is his.
As Luke scrambles for the lube still laying on the bed, he can hear Noah whispering to himself, too low for the words to have been meant for Luke to hear. "Yours, yours, always yours."
"Yes. Mine All mine." Luke replies as he slides a third slick finger in, fucking Noah in earnest on his hand.
"Fuck, fuck, Luke, yes. Fuck." he can tell Noah is getting close, but he's not ready for this to end just yet. He feels wild with the idea of making sure Noah he knows who he belongs to.
He slides his fingers out, using the lube on them to slick up his cock, then adds more for good measure.
As he pushes into Noah with one swift slide, he grabs the hair at the nape of his neck, fingers gripping the dark hair curled with sweat.
He pulls Noah's head back as he thrusts in hard, both men filling the room with grunts and unintelligible sounds.
"Fuck Noah, mine Noah, God Noah." Luke rambles while fucking him roughly. The sweat from his hand and Noah's hair causing him to lose his grip.
He leans forward, biting Noah's shoulder, not hard enough to break the skin, but sure that it will leave a mark that will still be there in the morning.
Noah lets out a choked sob at the pain and growls "Harder" between ragged breaths.
Luke squeezes Noah hips tighter, finger tips leaving indents in the skin as his hips begin to stutter, his climax approaching.
"You ready baby?" Luke asks, unsure if Noah can even hear him anymore. He is so far gone, grunting and panting, the bedspread bunched tightly in his fists.
"Fuck yes Luke. Yes!" He says as he comes, his whole body shuddering. His upper body collapses on the bed, while his ass remains in the air.
Luke slaps Noah's ass one last time for good measure, then pulls Noah's hips to his. Though utterly exhausted, Noah still clenches down as Luke comes into his tightness.
They fall over still connected, narrowly avoiding the wet spot on Noah's side of the bed. It takes them a while before either of them can speak, the air in the room heavy with the smell of sex and shallow panting breaths.
"So," Noah finally says "you get that out of your system?"
"You?" Luke responds. "Never."
"Well of course not. I'm kind of amazing." Noah laughs. "I mean this new 'dominant drag 'em to the cave and fuck 'em' side of you. I've always known you were the jealous type, but wow. I am impressed Snyder."
As Luke finally withdraws from Noah, he props himself up on his elbow to look at him, smiling.
"Well I aim to please. But I just wanted to remind you what you have waiting for you at home while you're off galivanting across the pond with men that look like Tom Hardy and Jude Law."
Noah turns to face Luke completely. "You know you're ridiculous right? I'll be gone for nine days and from the looks of my schedule working for ten. I wouldn't even have time to look at another guy, and that's if I even wanted to. Which I don't."
Luke smiles at Noah sheepishly, the bravado from moments ago gone.
"I know baby, I know. But it doesn't hurt to brand what's mine, just so those swarthy Englishmen know to keep their hands off."
Noah kisses Luke's forehead, pushing his sweaty bangs to the side.
"Don't get me wrong, I wasn't complaining. You can club me over the head and drag me back to your cave anytime you like. Just know that I meant every word of it. It is you and only ever will be you. No one from either side of the Atlantic will ever come close."
"What about across the Pacific?" Luke laughs
Noah squeezes Luke tightly, looking into his eyes. "No one on the planet earth could even compare."
"So you're saying I may lose you to a rugged and sexy alien?"
"Yes" Noah smiles, "that's exactly what I'm saying."
Luke squeezes Noah back, rests his head on his chest and closes his eyes.
He likes those odds.