I Need More

I need more

Teach me ~ Noah Sebastian (pt.1)

Pairing: Best friend Noah! x Virgin! Reader

Content: Unestablished relationship, cheating, Friends to lovers, Friends with Benefits, Loss of Virginity

Content warning: Cheating, Toxic relationship,Smut, loss of virginity (not in this part yet), make out sessions, mentions of loss of virginity

Series Summary: Reader is reaching a point in her relationship where sex is coming up in conversation. Reader is an inexperienced virgin. Who better to show her than her best friend Noah?

A/N: possible series? This is my first time writing but I’ve been reading fan fiction my whole life. If any of these topics make you uncomfortable this may not be the content you want to read. Noah is a gem and I hope he’d never find this anywhere( I doubt he would💀). Please enjoy any questions or comments about the series feel free to confess your sins to me in my bio ✨

You’re not really sure what started your make out session and what ended it. All you know is you had to stop before you regretted something later. You just established a new relationship with a guy named Jake. You’ve been eyeing Jake down for a while now since you’ve moved to California. You are a model and merch girl for bad omens. You’re also best friends with their lead singer Noah Sebastian.

Jake’s lips were sucking all over your neck. You tilt your head back and groan at the feeling. You’re a virgin no one has ever been this intimate with you like this. You always thought of giving your virginity to your best friend. You trust him with your life and insecurities. So why are you in the situation you’re in now?

You pulled back from Jake. “Hey what’s the matter? I thought we were just getting started?” His fingers trace the underwire of your bra and pulled you back towards him, moving his hips into yours.

“I don’t know, I’m not feeling the greatest right now..” You pulled back away again, standing up from him ready to put your sweater back on.

“I’m sorry Jake, I think my period is about to start, my body is just hurting and it’s making me feel all weird.” You use that excuse to get you out of this awkward situation. Truth is whether it was something in the air or him, it didn’t feel right.

“You never mentioned you were on your period, it’s fine though we can still… you know…”

Even though you knew what he was implying, you used your innocence as an advantage and act like you didn’t know what he was referring to.

You stare back at him giving him a questioning look like you didn’t understand.

“You know what nevermind, you should probably go take care of yourself, you got to go to work anyway right?” He speaks as he exhales in defeat.

“Yea what time is it?” You look around the couch for your phone.

“Just past 9.”

“Yea I should probably go.” You give him a smile and find your phone off the couch putting your sweater back on as well.

You’ve been with him for 5 months and the topic of sex has been in the air. Not to mention but you still haven’t told him you’re a virgin and you’re scared he’d push you even further or make fun of you.

The awkward silence lingers while putting your shoes back on. He walks you out to his door and lets you out still shirtless from your session, he smiles back at you before he closed the door.

You make your way to your car and drive back to the shared house you live in with the guys. Noah being your best friend was nice enough to have you room in with him and the guys. He enjoys your company and how you keep the house clean and uptight.

Walking through the door the house is a little empty. There’s a unsatisfied feeling in your stomach that still hasn’t gone away as you enter the house. “Hey I’m home.” You yelled through the house. Not expecting anyone to come out and respond. Noah emerges from his room, making you jump since you thought you were alone.

“Sorry to scare you, you doing okay?” Noah chuckles and leans against his doorframe.

“Yea, Jake is just being a little pushy is all. He’s upset I won’t let him in my pants.” You shrug, making your way into the kitchen.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to with him you know that right? He needs to respect you and your boundaries.” Noah comes towards you leaning against the wall, waiting for a response.

“He does Noah, I want to mess around with him too, it’s just that…” you pause realizing not even Noah knows you’re inexperienced, wondering if he knew.

“Just that…” Noah picks up where you stopped and questions your voice and your unsure reaction.

“Don’t make fun of me..” You mumble looking anywhere but at him.

“Why would I make fun of you?”

“I don’t know…” you look back at him.

Noah was intimidating but he wasn’t a scary person. In fact he was one of the nicest people you know. His eyes are so kind when looking at you, you know he’d never hurt you.

“You know Jake…” you started pacing around the kitchen and him while talking to try and keep your anxiety down.

“Mhmm..” Noah’s eyes follow you around while you walk and rumble on.

“I don’t know how say any of this..” you mutter.

“Just talk and I’ll listen.”

“Well we’ve been together for a little bit now, like 5 months and he’s wanting to go further with everything. Kissing, touching, all of that.

“But…” you stop. “But.. what?” Noah follows you with his eyes.

“I’m a virgin.” You stare up at him wishing the ground would swallow you whole. The silence from your words radiates in the room. “Please don’t think I’m some kinda of whore to ask for your help, I don’t know who else to go to..” your eyes stared down at the ground now.

Noah’s eyebrows quirk, not in annoyance or offense, but in confusion to your words.

“I know you’ve had experience with girls, relationships, I know some of them didn’t work… I’m sorry to bring this onto you and all..” you mumble.

Noah’s eyes connect to your figure as you stare down at the floor. He relaxes his face, noticing your anxious eyes and body language like you were scared he’d tell you to get out or something.

You wrap your arms around yourself, still staring at the ground waiting for his words.

“What are you saying exactly…” Noah’s voice calm. He knows what you might ask but refuses to ask for himself, and would rather wait for you to speak.

You groan internally, not wanting to say it but forcing yourself to. He comes closer to you, standing in front of you now. You give out a big sigh before finally opening up.

“Can you teach me how to fuck someone?” You look up at him waiting for him to laugh at you.

Noah can feel his chest pounding at your question but is okay with it for a few reasons. One, you’re essentially giving him your virginity to toy around with and he’s letting you. He’s more than flattered. Second, because you were a virgin. It’s something he would never question you about, and didn’t expect coming from you.

“Sure, I’ll teach you.” Noah looked back at you. “On one condition, we cannot catch feelings for eachother.” You nod agreeing with his conditions. He flashed, gentle reassuring smile and walks over to the couch.

“Come here.” Noah nods, for you to come to him and sit by him.

“What’s the furthest you’ve gone?” Noah waits for your response. Leaning forward with his hands in his lap.

“Um… you look at his hands while you stand in front of him. “Kissing.” You mutter.

Noah feels his stomach turn. Giving him a deep and uncomfortable feeling. You were pure, and almost completely untouched. Your body missing the feeling of knowing any pleasure. It made his chest feel tight.

“Shit.” He chuckles, leaning back against the couch. You don’t know what came over you but you felt the need to climb up into his lap, wanting his comfort.

His hands met your hips stilling you in him.

“When is the next time you see him?” He questioned. “Tomorrow..” you mumble.

“You confident in kissing?..” Noah stared at your eyes looking for any signs of you being uncomfortable.

You nod your head afraid to speak. “Show me.”

“What?” You paused eyes going wide. You know you signed up to get lessons but you didn’t think you’d have to show him the results.

“Use the back of my hand.” He raised his tattooed hand to you. “Easy.”

Noah thought about letting you kiss him. It would be the easiest and realest way for him to help you, he could feel what Jake would feel, and what he would think.

“No!” You closed your eyes. “It’s - it’s so embarrassing.”

“Listen to me you need to corporate if we’re going to get anywhere.” He huffs, leans back again and rolls his eyes.

“I didn’t think I was gonna be making out with a hand!” You stare back at him.

“Well, you thought wrong this is how I use to practice, and I’m a good kisser, now it’s your turn.” He adds.

You scoff looking down at his hand, then back him hesitantly.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

You cringe. Taking his hand and slowly bringing toward your mouth. You felt humiliated trying to ignore the heat creeping up on your cheeks and chest. As your embarrassment grows. You pause just as his hand comes to your mouth.

“I’m not doing this.” Your tone is defensive as you drop his hand into your lap.

Noah groans. He looks up at you in your eyes. “Do you trust me?” Noah asks.

“Yea..” you mumble confused as to what he means.

The thought of kissing you has been radiating in his head. He wastes no time grabbing to back of your neck and smashing your lips to his.

You let out a noise in protest like you couldn’t believe what he just did. Pushing on his chest to pull you off his mouth.

“Noah!” You shout, jumping up off him from the couch. You felt dizzy like he poisoned you with his kiss.

“Sit down, I just kissed you.”

“I have - I’m in… Noah!” You stutter. Not able to form real words.

“I’m trying to help you, and you won’t kiss my hand so kissing me was the only other option.” He reaches out bringing you back into his lap. “This is nothing more than kissing, it means nothing.”

You look over at him as he’s laying back in the couch relaxing everything about do this with him makes sense. The feelings you’re feeling, the kissing, the reassuring, it all makes sense with Noah.

Slowly you move yourself closer to him into his lap. Still nervous you bring your arms around his neck looking at his face.

“I’ll never force you to do anything you don’t want to do, but know this is one of the only ways I can help you.” He moves closer to you, just inches apart from you and him. He was close to you you could feel his body heat radiating onto you

“Okay.” You whispered. Taking a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves, and looking in his eyes.

“I’m going kiss you now, okay?” He says. Gently squeezing your side as he leans up to you places his lips on yours.

His hands travel up from your sides to the sides of your face gently holding your face in his hands as his lips move against yours.

His knee slips between your legs making the feeling overwhelming. You pull away still inches apart from Noah. His pretty dark eyes staring back at yours, Making you feel self conscious.

Your foreheads resting against each other’s while you try and slow your breathing.

He takes a deep breath and leans back into you. Noses touching and lips hovering over yours. You could feel your heart going erratic in your rib cage.

Then, his lips are on yours again. Soft and gentle, unmoving against yours. You drop your hands to your shirt and start digging your fingernails into its fabric.

His hands warm still cupping your face… thankfully his hands around your face were keeping you still or you’d be moving all over the place.

“You still doing okay?” He mumbles, his eyes closed, with his nose resting against yours as you nod your head.

“Good, you need to relax some, you’re very stiff in my hands.” He chuckles.

Not giving you a chance to respond he moves his lips back on yours. You tried to listen to him and relax your body against his but it was hard with his tongue was sliding against your lips.

The little gasp you made, making it easy for him to slip his tongue in no problem. Your hands moved from your shirt to the material of his shorts against his thighs.

You were sucking in shaky breaths through your nose, as his tongue made it to yours. It was almost too much, it felt so different from how Jake kissed you. Noah kissed you like there’s no time in the world, while Jake kisses you like he has somewhere else to be.

“Are you always this nervous?” Noah says out of breathe.

“I- um, yeah.” You gave a nervous laugh, refusing to look at his face. Freeing your hands from the grip on his shorts.

“I have an idea.” You eyes meet his again. “Why don’t you kiss me like I’m him.” That way it’s easier for you to get comfortable.” He says.

“Do you trust me?” Noah’s thumb rubs your cheek looking at your eyes. “Yes.” You mumble.

“C’mon” he jerks you up towards his lap more. So close to him, you were practically sitting right on his waist.

“Noah..” you whispered. Refusing to look into his eyes.

“Kiss me like you kiss him.”

“But you’re my friend…”

“Yeah, and you need my help. This is me helping you.”

“Okay,” you mumble.

You bring yours lips to his. He starts kissing you harder, causing both of you to groan into the kiss. You let his tongue slip into your mouth. His hands push your waist into him more as he tongue dances with yours. You try and match his lip movements. His tongue was gentle and sensual against yours as if he was trying to get a flavor of how you’d taste.

You try not to focus on the fact you’re sitting on his waist. The most intimate parts of each other. But the way he’s kissing you has you grinding against him.

You want and need to feel him hard and throbbing beneath you.

You feel dirty. Like you shouldn’t be doing this with your best friend. You should be doing this with Jake, learning with Jake.

But with Noah it felt so good and so bad that it was right.

Noah takes your bottom lip into his teeth biting it gently. Then he puts his mouth on yours again. You grab some of his shirt tugging him closer to you.

His grip on your waist grows tighter. Your hips fall into his grasp. As they do he pulls you closer to him. Practically grinding on him. When you sit back you feel him. Hard and poking at your ass.

Noah groans, as he lays back. He needs more. More from you. His hands guide your hips to grind against him again slowly and deeply.

“Noah..” you breathe. Not sure if you begging for him or pleading for him to stop.

Noah feels himself twitch. He feels your heat from above him. He wonders if Jake ever made you feel like this. Or if he ever will.

You continue grinding against him. He knew the both do you were getting carried away and needed to stop before it became too much (for him at least).

“Shit, you gotta stop.” His hands coming to your hands stopping you in place. The way you kept moving yours hips on his made him dizzy. Almost like he couldn’t handle it.

He lifts you off his waist. And sets you on the spot by him on the couch. You sit there shocked and out of breath still panting.

“Was that alright?” You pant grabbing onto the side of the couch, staring at the floor dazed.

Noah Blinks a few times. Hands coming over his face while he’s still sitting back in the couch.

“Yeah, you did great, that was great. You’re great.” Noah says with hands still over his eyes panting as well.

You gave him a smile and walked out of the living room to the kitchen. You hear the rest of guys come into the house asking Noah if he’s okay and what not.

There’s still a pit of the unsatisfied feeling in your stomach. Your skin and everything still feels on fire, and your lips feel bruised.

You closed your door leaning against it smiling. You didn’t learn much more but you feel confident in kissing Jake now.

Damn!! 🥵🥴

Teach me ~ Noah Sebastian (pt 2)

Pairing: Best friend Noah! x Virgin! Reader

Content: Unestablished relationship, cheating, Friends to lovers, Friends with Benefits, Loss of virginity

Content warning: cheating, toxic relationship, smut, loss of virginity (not this chapter), make out sessions, fingering, oral sex (female receiving)

Series summary: Reader is reaching a point in her life where sex is coming into the conversation. Reader is an inexperienced virgin. Who better to teach her than her best friend Noah?

A/N: hey y’all thanks for the love on chapter one. I was very nervous to start writing this type of stuff. I hope it’s enjoyable to some. If any of these chapters or topics make you uncomfortable this might not be the content you would like to read. I respect Noah, and I respect bad omens. This is all fictional and not real. This is for fun. We have fun on this app. Please enjoy the series, any questions, suggestions, or concerns shoot me a message in my bio.🩶🫶🏻 as always enjoy🤭

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

The alarm screams through the air. You wake up stretching in your bed trying to remember what happened last night. Suddenly everything rushes back to you.

Noah and you made out on the couch, and grinded on each other.

You made him hard. You might’ve cheated on Jake in a sense. You shiver at the thought of your relationship and what it’s come to. You pull yourself out of bed and head to the shower.

You set the shower up and run the water waiting for it to get warm for you to jump in. As you hop in and wet your hair while running your hands through it, you think about what you got to do today with the band.

You have a merch shoot you guys have to do. They’re dropping merch this weekend, meaning they need you to help model. You always want to help with anything band related. However after the events of last night you feel a little dirty still of what you’ve done with Noah on the couch.

Noah didn’t have sex with you. He didn’t put anything inside you, well his tongue in your mouth, but it wasn’t anything too sexual.

You blink at your thoughts of him doing certain things to you. Trying to get your mind to focus on Jake. Your relationship and hopefully the love of your life.

You finished up in the shower before hoping out and putting a towel around you and your head. You walk out into your room and put on the outfit you have set out the night before. Brushing your hair you hear a knock at your door.

You yell back “Come in!” As you brush your hair getting ready to dry it.

Matt opens the door to your room, sticking his head in.

“Hey just a reminder we got that merch shoot today, just wanted to give you a heads up to get ready but, looks like you already beat me to it.” Matt chuckles.

“Yep, I got it. Thanks for the reminder though.” You turn your hair dryer on, drying your hair to style it.

Matt closed your door and you get yourself ready to head out for the day. You walked out of your room and was greeted by Jolly in kitchen with the other guys at the table.

“Hey we made breakfast if you’re hungry. I got avocado toast.” He hands you the food on the plate and urges you to sit down and eat.

You thanked him and took a seat next to Noah at the table. “Hey how did you sleep?” You start. He looks up at you mouth full of food. He swallows and stares down at the table.

“Fine. Took a cold shower to get my mind off things.” He takes another bite of food. “Song writing stressing you out?” You question.

“No not exactly. Songs are coming together well, and everything is going as it should with the album.” He mumbles.

“Oh, well hopefully you can blow off some steam here with the upcoming merch shoot.” You sip the orange juice that was placed in front of you by Jolly.

“We’ll see.” Noah’s jaw clenches, as he gets up from the table and walks back into his room. Wonder what’s got him worked up? You thought.

Truth was Noah was getting frustrated because he didn’t want to get feelings from the lessons he’s teaching you. He is finding it hard to let another guy take advantage of you and your innocence. Part of him wants it to be him to teach you, to love you, to cum for.

You finished breakfast, and Matt gets all of you out the house down to shoot for the merch. Everyone took turns modeling different things.

You modeled their t-shirt that stopped at the top of your thighs. Covering your shorts and your ass. Noah wondered what one of his t-shirts would look like on you, and how long it would be on you. He grew hard at the thought.

~ *fast forward to the end of the shoot* ~

“Good job guys! These look great!” Bryan smiled looking at the photos of his camera. “Especially you, y/n.. these fans are gonna be jealous of you.” He laughs. You smile and thank him, heading back to your car to head to Jake’s house.

You watch a large figure appear at your window. Looking up you see Noah wave at you. You rolled your window down to him. “Hey, what’s up?” You question.

“Hey.. be careful, let me know how it goes with him. I know you’ll do great.” He gives you a fake smile as if he wanted nothing more than to take you out of the car and keep you all to himself.

“Yea, of course. I’ll see you later tonight.” You rolled the window up and drive your way to Jake’s apartment. You go and ring the doorbell and he welcomes you in.

“Hey how did work go..” he questions. “Good it was good, had a long day modeling.” You tell him smiling. Jake didn’t know you modeled for a band’s merch. You told him you modeled clothes for a company and he thinks it’s Victoria’s Secret and you let him think that.

“Should show me the photos when they get them edited and updated for whatever sale they got.” He laughs sitting down his couch patting the spot by him.

You slip off your shoes and shrug making your way to the couch. “Sure, I’ll have them send them over to you if they end up using them. They have so many models they barely put me out on their photos.”

Lies.

You just didn’t want to tell him you work with a bunch of guys. You feared he’d make you quit and you wanted nothing more than to be with him and to make him happy.

Jake makes music as well. Well, not music that’s famous. He’s made you listen to a few of his songs off his SoundCloud. They are pretty okay, though when it came to vocals, Noah absolutely outperformed him.

Jake leaned back in couch. The tv was playing some show that you’d didn’t recognize. You barely watched tv, let alone Netflix. You’d rather listen to whatever Noah and the guys were producing than watch a sitcom.

You sit by him. He starts leaning into the couch as a sign to climb onto his lap. He chuckles and pulls you closer to him. “I see what your intentions are, and I don’t wanna stop.” You shiver at his words. You know Jake wouldn’t pressure you into anything at least you think.

You start out kissing each other. Everything starts moving fast. Faster than you want it to. It’s almost overwhelming, his words at not wanting to stop, are echoing in your brain, making you feel a certain ick.

You pull away from his lips. He smiles and starts pushing his hips to yours. You match his pace and he moves you harder against him. You’re enjoying it and so is he. He takes off his shirt and so do you, leaving you in your bra.

He starts by kissing your lips again, and makes his way down your neck. He’s not as soft and gentle as Noah is almost seems like he’s in a rush to getting your clothes off. It was pissing you off.

He pulls you closer to him. Hard and rough grip on your back and waist. He could crush you if he wanted to.

He keeps moving your hips with his while grinding with you. He goes to unbutton your shorts, and you immediately pull away.

“Jake..” it was like he almost knew you were going stop him. He plays with the loops on your jean shorts, and waits for you to continue.

“Um.. I’ve never had someone go down on me before..” you mumble closing your eyes.

“Never?”

“N-No..”

“Do you mind if I do.”

You squirm at the thought of him having his tongue on you and in you in your most intimate place. You pull back standing up from him.

“Yea, I j-just..” you look around to find your shirt throwing it back on.

“I’m not sure yet.”

Jake stands up from the couch, gripping onto your arm as if he wanted to pull you back down to him. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion and annoyance.

,

Trying to pull you to him. “C’mon, I’ll be gentle.” He says trying to egg you on to let him do it.

You tug your arm harder away from him. He finally lets your arm go, after some resistance from him gripping it tightly.

“No, I don’t.. think I want to — not yet at least.” You mumble taking a few steps back from him. Feeling the tension in the air between the two of you grow awkward and weird.

“You’ll like it.” He steps forward to you. Keeping his hands to himself but his eyes all over you.

“Jake, no.” You say, forcing yourself to speak in a harsher tone to make your point across to him. You shake your head as well. “Just.. no.”

He lets out a huff in defeat and sits back down on the couch, while you stand there, wondering if you should stay or go after the awkward situation.

“Sorry.” He mumbles, hands going over his face to hide the embarrassment growing on it.

“I’m just not comfortable with that yet.” You stare into the floor. He freaked you out for a minute wondering if he would’ve stopped.

But you know Jake would never hurt you.

At least you think he wouldn’t. He might have to power to. But you know he’d never have the power to.

You left Jake’s around the normal time. Past 9, and make your way back to the guys. Your nerves are still shot from the encounter you had with Jake.

You know Noah will be asking about it, and you’re not really sure what you should and should not tell him. Maybe you’re overthinking and overreacting what Jake was wanting to do. Maybe you should have just let him do it. You sigh, and put the car in drive and head back home.

*time fast forwards to back home*

Walking into the kitchen to get a late night glass of water, the time on the stove read “12:30”. You sigh and grab a cup from the cupboard. Everyone is sleeping. You came back and fell asleep for a few hours.

You didn’t fall asleep yet before taking a shower, to get the feeling of Jake’s lips and hands off of you. Something about him today really made you grow annoyed with him. You sit on the counter and stare at the floor.

A door opens and closes. Noah comes out of his room and finds you sitting there in the dimly light kitchen, making his way over to you. “Hey” he whispers to you walking over, he stands in front of you. His eyes seeing the discomfort in your face.

“So.. you going tell me what happened? You came in and went straight into your room without a word.” He leans against the island across from you in kitchen waiting for a response.

“I made out with him… and um he wanted to go down on me, but I stopped him.” You mumble. Still staring into the floor. Noah watches your face as your eyebrows furrowed in frustration from remembering the situation.

“I didn’t think he’d stop at one point.. he kept trying to get me to let him do it over and over, after telling him many times no.” At one point he wouldn’t even let me go.” You cringe.

Noah’s body tenses, anger creeps up on his neck at the thought of him not stopping when you want to.

Tears of frustration and anger come to your eyes. “I should’ve just let him.” This stupid virgin shit is getting on my nerves, getting in the way of everything..” you sob.

Noah’s quick to come to your aide. He stands in front of you moving your face to his chest to comfort you. He lets you cry and get your emotions out, quietly cooing you.

“Come with me, we’ll go relax in my room.” He lifts you up carrying you into his room. You places you on his bed, you lay down on it exhausted. Noah sits in his chair by his computer in his room.

You inhale the smell of Noah and his cologne that is in his sheets. The smell is nice and comforting. You lay there for a few minutes and take some breathes to calm yourself.

You pause your thoughts, as another one comes in that makes you nervous but sure you’d be comfortable with.

“Hey.. N-Noah..” you sit up, and his head turns it yours

He nods, waiting for you to speak. You start to play with your fingers out of an anxious habit. “D-Do you think you can go down on me.. just to see what’s it’s like?” You mumble.

Noah pauses his game, completely turning towards shocked at your words, but happy at your need to come to him. He thinks about the thought of you spread out and exposed to. His dick twitch at the thought.

“Do you know you like?” Noah’s voice lower than normal.

“What do you mean?…” you give him a questioning look. He stares back at you.. “have you never touched yourself?” He asks in disbelief. “N-No.. I haven’t really tried..” you mumble staring at his wall to avoid his eyes.

“Do you want to try to do that?” Noah asks.

Your eyes go wide at his question. “With you?!”

You feel your heart start to race at the idea now realizing you asked Noah to eat you out and now he’s asking about fingering you as well.

“I won’t do it if you don’t want me to.. if you want to go try it out yourself go right ahead. My room is right here, come in whenever you need anything.” He smiles at you.

“If you have any questions or problems shoot me a text or anything.” Noah believes this was a private thing for you to do to yourself. He didn’t want to invade and invite himself to help you unless you asked him. He’d do anything for you regardless, but he didn’t want to try anything until you were sure what you liked and what you didn’t like.

“Okay, I’ll let you know if I need any help.” You get up and make your way into your room closing the door behind you.

*few hours pass*

“Goddamnit!” You groan out of frustration. Taking your hand out of your shorts. “Nothing is fuckin working…” I’ve tried everything..” tears forming in the corners of your eyes.

Rolling over in bed you read the clock on your night stand

“3:00am”

“Fuck..” you mumble. Throwing your head back to your pillow. He’s definitely not up, you thought to yourself. I can just lie to him and tell him I got off. Definitely can.

“Hey.. you still up?”

Your phone vibrates seeing the contact is Noah. Panic washes over your body as you realize he indeed is still up.

“Yea, everything is going okay.” You text back.

“Just..okay?” He replies, questioning your response in his text.

You decided not to text him back. Maybe he would think you’re sleeping. You groan squeezing your thighs together at the dull ache still there between your legs.

He can definitely help, and make it disappear you thought. Then I won’t have to worry about any of this and can continue all this stuff with Jake. You nod your head agreeing with your thoughts.

“Actually.. do you think you can help?” You text back. Shaken hands as you waiting for a reply. Except there isn’t one. Just a quiet knock at your door.

“Y/N…” Noah whispers at the door, before coming in quietly. He sees you spread out on your bed, hair is messy, and shirt exposing your tummy. He feels his dick twitch, as he sits on the edge of your bed.

“Noah, I’ve tried everything nothing is working, I know what I like but I just can’t get myself off. I need help, I need your help.” You plead, tears rolling down your face as embarrassment creeps up on your cheeks as well.

Noah shushes you, giving you a kiss to your head. He gets off your bed looking around your room. He looks around and spots a mirror. He grabs it placing it up at the end of the bed holding the back of it with a chair. It stands up at you guys at the end of your bed.

He settles back in your bed, in front of the mirror.

“Come here.” He commands, opening his legs to make room for you to sit between them. “Noah… what are we doing..” you say hesitatingly. You make your way between his legs, he moves both your legs over yours exposing you with your shorts.

“Show me.” He whispers in your ear, nibbling the bottom of it. “I’m going watch from the mirror and correct you if you seem to be doing anything wrong.” He whispers lowly.

You nod, taking your hand into your shorts, groaning at the feeling of contact again. You circle your clit for a few minutes before your legs start to moving to close. Noah stops them from closing with his hands on your thighs. “Keep going..” he says. You move your fingers harsher on your clit, not enough to make it any better but you apply more pressure.

“I c-can’t..” you moan. Noah takes it upon himself to take your hand out of your shorts. His dick is so hard it’s throbbing. “Take off your shorts..” he looks at you through the mirror. “I-I.. idk” you mumble becoming defensive shaking your head.

“Do you trust me?” Noah turns your head to look at you.

“Yes.” You say. “If you want my help.. you have to trust me… you know I’d never make fun of you, I promise.” He holds up his pinky.

You hold yours up connecting it to his. You move to slide your shorts down, feeling the cold air connect with your skin. Leaving you in just your underwear.

“D-Do I have to..” unsure if they need to come off too, Noah stops you. “Not unless you want to, I can always work around them.” He flashes you a gentle smile in the mirror.

“Leave them on for now..” you breathe. Noah nods.

“Before I start, I need your consent… I need to hear it before I do any of this to you.” He turns his head at you with a serious look on his face. You nod your head at him.

“No, I need words.. it’s yes or no.” He says.

“Yes, Noah please touch me.” You plead.

He moves his fingers to your covered clit and starts moving circles on it. You throw your head back against his shoulder moaning. His fingers feel so good against you. They’re rough and harder than yours, they just feel so right.

Noah speeds up his fingers against your clit, your hips start moving against his wiggling in protest. “Noah, something feels weird.. I don’t know what’s happening..”

“Just let it go..” he whispers in your ear watch you cum for him.

You come down from your high seeing stars. Even after the intense orgasm, you still feel hot and bothered. Your mind starts moving like crazy. “Noah just made me cum. Noah made me cum?” You question to yourself. So that’s what it feels like you thought, it feels so good.

You turn your head to the mirror watching his dark eyes still on you. “N-Noah..” you whine still needy. “Yes?..” he answers, still looking at you. “Will you go down on me?” Your face on fire from the question.

“Yes.” He gets up moving down towards you. Both of you were so fucked out of your minds you couldn’t care about anyone or anything else.

Noah stands up and takes off his shirt. He lays up between your legs. Tattooed finger coming at the waist band of your underwear. He looks up at you before doing anything at all. He’s waiting for you to tell him he can remove them and dive in.

You look down at him resting on your elbows. You’re chewing your inner cheek, nerves creeping up your spine. “What if he doesn’t think I’m pretty?” “What if he finds me ugly?” You cringe at your thoughts. Your thoughts keep racing until a hand on your stomach cuts you off.

“Y/N, I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere, I promise I will never make fun of you for the way you sound or the way you look...” Noah’s tone calm, eyes calmly looking into yours looking for any hint of discomfort.

“If you want to stop tell me, and we’ll stop. Won’t ask any questions.” He says.

The care he has for you, never goes unseen. You swear he’d walk through fire and hell for you, to make you are happy. He’s the type of friend who would make sure you’d have everything you need before he does.

“Okay…” You breathe, “You can take them off..” you close your eyes trying to slow your breathing, as it picked up rapidly.

Noah’s hands don’t move. In fact he’s breathing hard as well. Waiting for you to open your eyes. You grow impatient waiting for him to do something. Your hands make your way to your underwear ready to pull them off yourself. His hands stop you doing so, and he places them up on your chest, shaking his head.

He moves your t-shirt up a little exposing your stomach. Then what you didn’t expect… his teeth bite at the fabric of your underwear pull them down with his teeth. Your air gets caught in your throat at the gesture.

Your face grows hot. You’re exposed to him. All out and open. You cover your face with your hands feeling embarrassment. Noah ignores your embarrassment, and moves his hands up from your ankle to your inner thigh. Slowly pulling your legs open to see you.

Your breath hitches as his hands come close to you, but jump to the top of your other inner thigh, down to your ankle.

He’s fuckin teasing you.

You groan out in frustration and he cooes, voice breaking the silence. “I know.. I gotta hear you say it though.” He looks up at you, hands still over your face. “Look at me.” He commands. You slowly take your hands off your face.

“You gotta tell me what you want…I need to hear it.” Noah says looking directly at your eyes, with him eye leveled to your pussy.

“That’s embarrassing…” you whine. He looks away from you.. still waiting. He continues to tease you moving his hands all over you slowly but, avoiding your heat. You couldn’t take it anymore and finally swallow down the courage to tell him.

“P-Please touch me Noah..” you stutter out. Your pussy aching and throbbing for him. “Do you want me to touch you or do you want me to eat you?” His eyes find yours again, waiting for your answer.

Your mind was so foggy you couldn’t care which one he would do anymore. “Both.” You pant “Please touch me and eat me.. I can’t take it anymore.” You cry, frustrated from the throbbing.

“As you wish.” Noah gently smiles. His tattooed finger come in contact with you slit, feeling how hot a sticking you are for him. “You’re so wet.” He groans, his breathing becoming heavier at the sight of you.

You clamp your legs around his shoulders trapping his head. Noah puts more pressure on your clit and starts rubbing it harsher. You bite your lip to maintain your moans from getting louder.

Suddenly you feel something protrude at your entrance, feeling it slowly slide in. His finger starts moving in and out of you. You moaned in satisfaction.

“You’re so tight..” he mumbles.

He pumps his finger in and out do you for a bit before adding a second one.

He adds a second one and starts to spread them apart making scissors in you. He stretches you out a bit, and you couldn’t hold back your moans as they start to slip pass your bitten lip.

He curls his fingers in you hitting that sweet spot. You grow really close, legs start shaking as you can barely hold on to your orgasm.

Suddenly all the you felt empty. Whining at the sudden loss of contact, you feel your legs being spread wider… Noah takes his fingers opening your folds apart making way for his tongue to enter you.

Knowing you wouldn’t be quiet during this, you take your shirt and put it between your teeth. Thank god most of the guys are sleeping anyway.

Noah started licking your cunt more. Your hands went to his hair. Pulling and tugging every time he’d suck on your clit. He switched from licking your cunt to sucking hard on your clit.

You feel like you’re floating. The feeling is so intense you feel like you could pass out from the pleasure. Noah starts moaning against your cunt as well, adding vibration.

“Oh my god.” You whine, unable to finish your sentence or form any other words. Back arching from the sensation.

Noah couldn’t care less if you were screaming your lungs out to the whole house, or pulling out all his hair while crushing him with your thighs. All he cared about was making you feel good, and making you cum on his tongue.

Noah adds his fingers into your cunt pumping them in and out a at a fast pace. He latches his mouth back on your clit, other hand anchoring your hips down as you arched.

“N-Noah, I’m close… don’t stop please..please don’t…” you words coming out in pants. Noah doesn’t let down he keeps going, fingers finding your spot making you completely squirt all over his chin and chest.

Coming down from your high in pants you see Noah smiling all wet around his face and chest.

“Oh my god, I peed on you.” You pull your legs up to your chest in disgust and embarrassment.

“No, you did not…” Noah chuckles.

“Y/n, you squirted it’s the best thing I could make you do, besides cum.” He smiles at you. He moves up by you on the bed leaning against the bed desk next to you.

You see his cock throbbing in his sweats and look at it and then to his eyes. “Do you want me to d-do that..” Noah picks up what you were implying immediately stoping you.

“No, not today, I just wanted to teach you and make you feel comfortable.” He breathes out, raising his hands above his head.

You take it as the opportunity to climb onto his lap sitting directly on it. His hands meets your hips “please..” you beg, “I want to help you.” Using your puppy eyes hoping he’d let you.

His mind gives up when you particularly beg for his cock. He moves you closer to him bringing his fingers to your mouth. “Open.” He commands.

You do what he says as he guides his middle and ring fingers into your mouth. “Suck them but don’t use your teeth.”

Doing what he said to do, feeling the need to use your tongue as well, you start sucking and licking his fingers.

“Fuck…” his head falls back. He pushes his fingers further into your mouth, causing you to gag. You breathe through your nose still sucking on them.

“Such a good girl.” Noah moans. Growing close to his release. You started to bob your head against his fingers as if you were going up and down on his cock. Noah’s eyes screw shut, with a low moan as he cums.

He cums so hard he shakes. You climb off him, and take his fingers out of your mouth, his arm flopping down on your side on the bed.

Noah’s seeing stars from his orgasm. He can’t believe he just came from that.

Coming back to his senses, he stands up putting his t-shirt back on, heading to your connected bathroom turning on your shower.

“Go wash up and rest…I think we did more than enough for tonight.” He leans against the doorframe in your bathroom arms cross grinning at you.

You get up from the bed nodding, heading into your bathroom.

“Goodnight, y/n.” Noah says quietly closing your door while you jump into your shower, bathroom door still open.

Ouch. This hurt reading 😢

Best Friend - to - Someone I used to know! Noah??

Noah who has been your best friend forever, who is always there and you've always had a bit of a thing for. Noah who was always there until the band picked up and seeing each other became impossible with the release of the new album, back to back tours, music videos, and press interviews. You who tried so hard to stay in contact, but timezones are hard, especially when the person you want to talk to isn't making the effort to talk to you. Noah who drops off the face of the earth after the second round of touring when the festivals started to pick up. You who had to pick up the pieces of your life because Noah was the biggest part of it, and you being so proud of him but knowing that the friendship may never fully recover from this type of abandonment. The band who reaches out every once in a while to check in, but never more than familiarities anymore - but at least they tried to make the effort. You who figured out how to move on and move past that part of your life without holding any resentment, still being able to look back and enjoy the memory. You, who finally deleted their phone numbers, and deleted the years long text thread between you and Noah. Doing a full cleanse of your life to rid him almost completely - because even after moving on, no one wants to remember the thing that could have been.

I made a Bad Omens Being Dorks video, TDOPOM listening stream edition- because I miss them and they’re adorable.

here’s a lil snippet lol, link above xx

As someone with thick thighs, I needed this 😏😏🫠🫠

I can imagine noah just being obsessed, and I mean OBSESSED with your thighs and ass. Like you're just cooking in a kitchen, he's stood behind you, grabbing your butt. Your sat on the couch or anywhere he's squishing your thighs. He also loves to tap your butt to let you know to move out the way (sometimes its a full-blown smack). The way this translates to how he is with you in the bedroom is just brilliant. Dudes got your thighs around his head whilst he's eating you out because he wants to be suffocated by them. He really loves it when you sit on his face, too, because THIGHS. He loves fucking you from behind because he loves to see your ass giggling with every movement. After sex he loves to lay his head on your thighs because they are so soft and cushiony.

Sometimes, he falls asleep eating you out because your thighs are comforting for him.

Sorry, I got carried away. Im also sorry for the messy writing that makes zero sense.

GOD IS GOOD ON THIS DAY I SWEAR-

Noah is borderline harassing you 24/7 bc he loves your thighs and your ass so much

he actually pouts when you don't wear shorts or skirts cause he can't see your thighs like he wants to, bb wants to feel you!!

You have to actively fight him off if you dare to bend over and pick something up bc at this point he'll just bury his face in your ass if you let him he doesn't give a fuck he eats pussy from the back anyway so he can have a better view of your thighs and ass in the first place. You're so perfect he actively feels like his brain short circuits when he sees you from the waist down.

He doesn't care what position yall fuck In tbh as long as he can either watch the way your ass bounces against his hips every thrust or he can have a good grip on your thighs (he uses this to spread you further and fuck you deeper so it's a win win)

he's more than happy to just fuck your thighs too, he can't get enough of watching the way your legs grip his cock and he thinks they're even prettier painted with his cum even tho he hates to waste it by not cumming inside you.