Through the Screen

Chapter 101

"and who are you to say that when you've been a fucking slut?" blue eyes are guarded with rain clouds

of unabashed anger, noah's breathing unregulated and hot against abel 's lips and his fingertips still

pressed against the soft skin of abel 's neck. he watches as the most embarrassing shade of pink

flushes down abel 's cheeks, earthy eyes looking away from his own as abel goes completely pliant

under his grip.

"aren't you gonna say something now abel?" noah pushes, his brain muted for the night as he steps

closer, their bodies pressing flush against each other and he doesn't miss the sharp intake of breath

from abel 's mouth once he tightens his grip around the younger boy's throat.

"noah," abel struggles to breathe, but his stomach is tightening with the way noah has him trapped, and

his heart is racing as he cranes his neck and rests his head against the scratchy bark. noah doesn't

respond. he simply watches how abel 's chest rises and falls without a definite pattern and how the

colour on his cheeks deepens with every passing second, and just how long it has been since he has

marked the pale surface of abel 's neck and watched him squirm under his touch.

noah is aware that what he's thinking about doing could make this situation so much worse, he is

aware that he cannot blame this on anything today, not even the alcohol. it is all him right now, all his

heart and all his brain and all his actions and this mess of a man in front of him who has his thoughts

going haywire.

but he can't stop himself from getting closer, from loosening his grip on abel 's throat and sliding the

palm of his hand heavily down the younger boy's chest and watching as he inhales the cold air slowly,

his eyes dropping shut as if he too, is aware of what noah is doing. noah's conscious is yelling at him,

knocking at the closed doors of his brain to make him snap out of this trance but noah is too far gone--

his hands are already sliding around abel 's waist and gripping his lean hips tightly between his fingers.

it's wrong, it's so pathetically wrong, yet, noah lets his mouth close over the soft skin of abel 's neck, his

tongue cascading over the flesh and his teeth sinking in just slightly to leave a mark to remember this

mistake. abel doesn't protest, he is completely under noah's mercy and the way noah's body is

pressing his against the tree harshly.

"noah," it's just a small whisper of his name before abel tangles his fingers into noah's hair, his back

arching slightly when noah's lips lock on a sensitive spot at the base of his neck.

the air around them has a stench of carelessness and the ground beneath them is cracking from all the

weight of the mistake they are making, adding more and more pressure with every tick of the clock. and

when their mouths collide it's far from beautiful--tongues are dripping chaos and lips are chapped with

urgency, fingertips drawing fallacy down each others body and heavy breaths that are full of lies.

the exchange is a typhoon of emotions, noah's touch marking possessiveness into abel 's skin, and

abel 's body unbelievably compliant with apology. it's so much more than a kiss and so much less than

love, it is a desperation so powerful that it overrules all common sense and it's an adrenaline so

reckless that it ignores all mistakes but it is still just, a pathetic excuse for two pathetic lovers trying to

find what they had lost a long time ago.

"please," abel whimpers, his hands pushing against the hem of noah's jumper clumsily and the older

man just grabs his wrists and pushes them above his head, pulling abel 's lower lip sharply between his

teeth before letting it snap back into place. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"not here," he mumbles, pressing his lips against abel 's swollen ones once again, letting the slight

bulge in his jeans come in contact with abel 's as he pushes his thigh between abel 's legs, grinding

softly. abel makes a mumbled noise of pleasure against noah's mouth, and noah releases abel 's

hands from above his head, only to press his right palm back against abel 's throat.

"fuck," he separates his mouth from noah's and his breathing becomes constricted, his already blurred

mind becoming even more fuzzy as noah applies a slight pressure at his throat, noah's hips grinding

torturously slow against his. the thin sheet of sweat on his forehead glistens under the gently moonlit

sky, and his flushed cheeks and uruly curls make noah want to bend him over and take him right here.

"please," abel isn't sure what he's asking for, but as soon as noah's fingers leave his throat, he turns

them around and pushes noah's back firmly against the bark, pressing his lips fervently against noah's.

abel pulls off the jacket noah gave him and lets it slip from his shoulders before letting his hands travel

down from noah's chest to the waistband of his jeans.

"abel we can't--"

"shh," abel presses his lips firmly against noah's to swallow his protest and before noah can stop him

again, he drops to his knees and pulls down noah's jeans and boxers in one swift motion.

"abel what--fuck," noah steadies himself against the bark once abel 's mouth closes over the tip of his

member, and his fingers disappear into the overgrown mess of abel 's hair, pulling at it slightly. abel

moans softly from under him, swirling the tip of his tongue sinfully along noah's shaft and bobbing his

head painfully slow.

when abel looks up at him it's almost unbearable, and noah throws his head back for a moment before

gripping abel 's hair tightly between his fists and thrusting slowly in his mouth, abel 's jaw slackening

with submission and his hands falling down by his sides to let noah use him whichever way he likes.

the way abel submits completely under his touch makes the heat coil tighter in noah's stomach and he

increases his speed, his breathing heavy and groans slipping from his mouth, and when abel hollows

his cheeks and sucks him in further, he swears he is on the edge.

"fuck, so good," he pants, and abel whimpers once again, tears dotting the corner of his eyes but he

loves this almost as much if not more than noah. he presses his tongue against the base of noah's

shaft and he tries to open up the back of his throat as much as possible to take all of noah in, and just

one particularly rough push from noah later, noah has his entire length stuffed down abel 's throat.

"oh god fuck," noah swears loudly before pulling out and pushing in again, pushing all of himself inside

abel 's mouth with each thrust and the feeling is so inexplicably good he cannot even think about

anything else but the way abel 's mouth is stretched around his thick cock. (forgive me for using this

word)

noah pushes in one last time before releasing inside abel 's mouth without warning, and abel swallows

it whole because he can't really make a mess in a public park at midnight. he wipes his mouth with the

back of his hand once noah pulls out, and stands up, while noah still leans against the tree, his chest

rising and falling heavily and his eyes closed shut.

"come here," noah breathes once he notices that abel is up and he pulls the younger boy towards him,

wrapping his arms around his waist and pressing a soft kiss against his lips. abel lets his head rest in

the crook of noah's neck and somehow this hug is better than everything that happened prior to it. it's

comforting and reassuring and atleast abel knows that noah means this hug unlike when he kissed

him.

"want me to help--did you come already?" noah pushes abel back by the shoulders to look down and

all he sees is a wet patch in the front of abel 's jeans. abel blushes profusely out of embarrassment and

attempts to get away from noah, but noah just giggles softly, pulling him back and pressing a kiss

against his forehead before picking up the fallen jacket and handing it to abel.

"come on, let's go back,"