BAD OMENS ONE SHOTS (30 Days of Bad Omens)

Impolite: Part 2- (Noah Sebastian x Female Reader)

*AN:Explicit Content 18+ NSFW MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

PAIRING: Noah Sebastian x Reader

CONTENT WARNING:: Service Submission, D/s, fingering, unprotected p in v sex, oral (female receiving)

SUMMARY: You help Noah out in more ways than one when he moves in

This is part two of IMPOLITE.

-30 Days of Bad Omens using the words 'efficient' and 'thankful'

-Crossposted on Tumblr and AO3

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"Your cocktail, sir." You hand Mr. Karlsson his second evening cocktail while he lounges at the pool.

Three weeks have come and gone quickly working for Mr. Karlsson. You have completely moved in and agreed to be his personal assistant full-time. Mr. Karlsson sips his cocktail and you turn to go.

"Please sit down." Mr. Karlsson gestures to the lounge chair beside him. "Noah is moving in tomorrow," he says as you sit down. Shock spreads across your face, but Mr. Karlsson continues.

"With a few weeks left of our break, we need to start working on new music. Noah can get in his head sometimes and forget to eat and take care of himself so I'd like you to help him with that. Would you be okay with doing that?"

Mr. Karlsson grabs your hands in his when he notices your hesitation. Nothing like this has ever happened to you before. Thankfully Noah is not a stranger. You've gotten to the band pretty well over the past few weeks.

Mr. Karlsson breaks through your thoughts with his soft voice. "If it is ever too much please let me know. You have helped me out so much since you started." He smiles softly.

"Thank you," you squeeze his hand.

"Nothing between you and I will change and Noah knows the rules." Mr. Karlsson raises both of your hands to his lips. A shiver crawls down your spine and Mr. Karlsson intently watches the blush creeping on your face. You've learned not to turn away but instead revel in his gaze that sets your veins ablaze. He gently sets your hands back on your soft leather skirt.

"Ok, I accept," you say as the confidence returns to your voice.

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Loud voices and tramping feet wake you from your slumber. Mr. Karlsson has given you the day off to adjust to Noah's arrival. From the sounds of it, he's arrived. You stretch your body long and inhale the delicious scent of coffee.

"Glad you could join us, princess," Noah smirks as you join them in the kitchen. Noah takes in your black celestial print silk pajama set. Just like before, you roll your eyes but this time it's to quell the strange feeling pulsing through your body. You lean against the coffee bar and sip your hot beverage relishing in the brief silence as Noah, Nicholas, and Nick eat breakfast.

"Take a seat, roomie." Noah pats the back of the empty barstool beside him.

Reluctantly, you make yourself a plate and sit beside Noah. His relaxed demeanor is slightly jarring compared to Mr. Karlsson's stoic personality.

"Thanks," you say sheepishly. You can feel a small blush spread against your face. The testosterone in this house will be the death of your peace of mind.

"So how's Jolly been treating you?" Noah asks as both Nicks stop eating. Your blush deepens as they all three wait for a response.

Flashes of the night of you between both Nicks slither across your mind, making all your thoughts vanish. Your mouth pops open slightly in hopes any syllable will tumble out.