Hallow's: Witch's Brew

Forty

Sueco- Drama Queen 

"Do you ever wear anything under your clothes?" Noah mumbles against my skin as he tries to peel my body suit off. 

"Rarely ever," I laugh. 

"You have to be very quiet, Gaz," he reminds me. 

I hold up the cuffs as he positions himself between my legs. He looks up at me with a huge grin on his face. He takes them looking down at them before putting them on my wrists. It has to be the fact that if we get caught we'd both be screwed, but I am more than ready for this. His big hand covers my mouth as he slips inside of me stretching me. His groan only lights me up more. 

My eyes focus on the open-air vent over his bed as I try to keep as quiet as possible, but I'm not the problem. Noah is getting a little excited and the noise is coming from him. We both stop moving when the sound of footsteps coming down the hall echoes outside. He stands up pulling the handcuff's chains with him. I get up and let him push me towards the door. 

I bite down on my lips when he pushes me up against the wall next to the door and enters me from behind. 

"Not a sound," he groans rocking his hips. The fucker isn't going easy on me. He pulls almost out and pushes back in slowly over and over again. 

"Patterson," the little slot next to my head opens. He leans forward without stopping and peers through the slot nonchalantly. 

"Gordon," he greets the man on the other side of the door. "What is it this time?" 

"The Warden wanted me to inform you of your visit in the morning," an envelope slides through. My legs are shaking from holding back my orgasm. He clears his throat taking it probably feeling how I've clamped down around him. Slowly I raise my hand to my mouth to keep myself quiet. "I'll be here to get you cleaned up around six. Supreme Lumen wants to speak to you," 

"Thanks, G," he nods. 

"Need anything?" 

"Nah, I'm barely halfway done," he points back at the bed. "Thanks for the book," 

"No problem, kid. Stay alert," the slot shuts. 

Noah tosses the file somewhere and pulls the chain of the cuffs up over my head with one hand and the other is buried in my hair. He pushes all the way inside of me and pulls my hair back. The sting in my scalp is all it takes for me to shatter. 

"Did you miss me, Gaz?" he groans against my ears. I nod biting down on my lips a little harder not trusting myself not to make a sound as he continues. "I felt when you entered my orbit," he whispers in my ear. "In the middle of a fucking blizzard. All I could feel was you. All I could hear was your ridiculous little fucking laugh," 

"You're making it hard for me to stay quiet," I choke out. 

"You're making it hard for me not fuck you as hard as I can," he growls. "Coming in here in your little fucking skin-tight outfit with nothing underneath. Sneaking around the vents with no regard for your fucking life. If I could show you what I think about that, you wouldn't be able to sit for a week," 

I try to fight the laugh that comes out of me as he turns us around, shoves me down against the bed, and lifts my hips so my knees are on the mattress. I bite down on the blanket. He keeps going slow but it's more than obvious by the way that he's gripping onto me that it's not enough. Day one and I already want to break him out. FML

The two of us lay in his bed for a bit. To catch our breath and not get too carried away with pushing the boundaries of how much we're going to be able to get away with. While the inmates are all neutralized, the guards aren't. The night shift here are all mages, so it's not an immediate problem.