A Taste of Something Sweet (Noah's pov/some spice)

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        Well, he left, randomly, he probably had work or something. I have no idea, but at this
point I couldn’t really care.
        It was almost night again and I was sitting on my couch watching a movie, when, again, I
heard the banging on the door. I was too comfortable to get up so I just yelled to come in. Here
he comes, the guy who thinks he’s all mighty and can jump on my couch.
        “You know, that could've been anyone right?” He said almost like he was about to give
me a lecture. “Yeah, but I highly doubt that someone else would bang on my door like that.” I
said, looking him up and down.
        He sighed and walked over to me and picked me up, And walked towards the wall where
my back soon hit. My face flushed bright red, I was not expecting this, but then again I was
kinda hoping it would happen. My thighs resting on the curve of his waist, his hand gripping my
hips ‘hard’ as I may say, sure to leave a bruise. My thinking was cut short by him smashing his
lips into mine. My eyes were wide open at that point, I started to squirm a bit realizing I could not
breath. I wrapped my arms around his neck, but that ended soon, because my hands were
being pinned to the wall by his one hand, and the other was gripping my neck. His bottom half
was being pushed hard into mine to keep me from falling. From this position I tell you, I could
tell he was big just by this, and this was way more better than what I wanted, which was
amazing. The pressure he was putting on my bottom was getting really harder to withhold. The
pressure kept going from easy to hard, just like if he was doing this if the pants were off. By now
my skin was red by all that was happening, but it ended. It was too soon, I- I wanted more.
        “I’m sorry little mouse, but it’s too soon, I have something else we could do without
hurting each other.” He said releasing me. “Bu-” I was cut off by him saying,”Follow me.” He
started walking towards my room.
        How did he know where my room was, I never told him? I was completely confused, but I
didn’t care as long as something good happened.
        He sat on my bed. “Take it off,” he said, unzipping his zipper. I was completely
dumbfounded, but I did as I was told.
        “Come here, little mouse.” He said, patting his lap. I walked over to him and stood there.
He sighed as he grabbed my hips forcing me onto his lap. I looked down, and shot my head
right back up as soon as I saw what was going on. “I’m sorry little mouse, but I can’t wait
anymore. You just look too good.” He whispered in my ear before sucking on my neck. I tilted
my head to give him more space to do his thing.
        Once he got done, he immediately grabbed my hips, raising me up. Before lowering me
he gave me the look for approval. I nodded, seeing this he proceeded to lower me onto him. We
were only half way in and I was already hugging him, more like clawing into his back. Once I
was fully down, he started helping me up and down. At this point I was screaming, this man
really did not know how to control himself, because he was going really fast. This happened for
about 30 minutes until he finally came. I was really tired, and he obviously noticed because he
helped me up and carried me into the bathroom where he sat me on the counter, while he was
filling up the bathtub. I sighed knowing I was going to be in pain the next day.
        “You know that was a little too rough for the first time, don’t you think?” I said looking at
him. “I’m sorry little mouse.” He said, giving me a sad look. “It’s fine I gue-” I was cut off by him
planting a small kiss on my lips. “I’m sorry, I will try to be more gentle next time.” He said picking
me up and placing me into the bathtub. “Why a bath?” I asked, looking down while I was in his
arms. “Because it’s more relaxing, I guess.” He shrugged as he climbed in the tub and sat down
with me still in his arms. I was now sitting on his lap, as he washed me and himself.
        We got out and went to get changed. I noticed he put his dirty clothes from last time into
my dirty laundry, so I washed them. I handed him the clothes, as he smiled at me. We both got
changed, and kinda argued to see if he was going to stay the night, I managed to convince him
somehow. We both laid in my small bed where he had to cuddle together to be able to fit. I didn’t mind though, It was pretty comfortable. Soon enough we both fell asleep, which didn’t take long for me because I wasn’t freezing to death this time.

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