Best Friend Noah - Tumblr Posts
God damn I love this so much!
Happy Sunday to me!!
35 with Noah.
“I’m going to crawl into bed and pleasure myself. Do you have any interest in dirty talking with me while I do?”
Giving me best friend Noah energy so I'm rolling w it
You thought he was joking bc he says shit like this all the fucking time but no he was dead serious and he was already in YOUR bed. The audacity of this man is unparalleled.
you literally stood there dumbfounded by him but he's already made himself comfortable and is shuffling his shorts down just enough to have his cock out. Really???? Just right in front of you no care in the world no shame nothing. If anything, the casual nature of it has him even harder.
He doesn't break eye contact with you either, stroking his length slowly like he's genuinely waiting for you to get into bed with him. At this point, you're used to his antics but they still surprise you on occasions like this one. You can't tell him no though, so you do in fact tuck yourself into bed with him.
At first he was just gonna do it himself but he decided against it, dragging your hand onto his cock and wrapping his hand around yours to set the rhythm.
Me at work right now like:
Currently on my mind: slowdancing with noah
I’m such a sucker for soft! Noah
Okay okay. Fluffy fluffiness ahead since I only ever see smut about Noah's hands.
Tw: none.
Your best friend Noah, is always so gentle when he's braiding your hair or whenever he's massaging away the work day's stress away from your shoulders. Always so gentle when he's holding your hand when you're out sight seeing on tours or café hopping back at home.
Your boyfriend Noah, is always so tender and delicate with his hands when he's helping you with your skincare routine or when he's teaching you guitar. He's so careful and soft when he's helping you remove your jewelry after a long day.
Your husband Noah, is always so soft, and Featherlite as he traces his fingers along your arms and his hands down your back and delicately resting his hands on your hips, when you're sat on his lap, talking to him about your day. Whether it's work, or you spent the weekend at a friend's, or some place you went on pto.
Your Noah's hands are always so soft and tender and always so gentle and delicate and careful. Always so Featherlite when he gently caresses your cheeks and tucks your hair behind your ear. Or when he's lazily playing with your fingers. Or if he's gently tracing his fingertips along your thighs as you talk away.
Noah's hands have been roughened by jiujutsu, weight lifting, guitar playing, loading in stage gear, and the likes. But with you? They are always so light, so soft, and careful, and so full of love, as if they'd never known otherwise. They're delicate as his hands trace over your plush lips and your nose, and your cheekbones and browbone.
He takes his sweet time and is always so tender and gentle, and soft, as he memorizes your features. They're especially careful and Featherlite as his fingers delicately trace down your neck and your nape if you need a massage there, or if you also have a neck tattoo.
6'3", Noah Sebastian, every ounce of him corded muscle, and an intimidating resting face that reminds people of killers, and the voice of the devil when performing on stage.
But no one would ever know that he treats you like you're made of glass and flowers. Like you could slip between his fingers like sand at any given moment. That unguarded part of him, without the walls, was only for your eyes, and your eyes only.
