Michael x Noah 🙏

55. ~Back~

SMUTTY SMUTTY SMUT SMUT SMUT.

Noah's pov:
It was getting dark. I was in the middle of trying to break into a gangs base when a text message goes off on my phone. I know I couldn't read it, I was in a very important mission, but I couldn't take any chances. What if it was Michael? Or what if it was Hannah texting about Michael?

"Hey!" I whisper to one of my random gang members. "Patrol this area until I come back."

The guy that I don't remember the name of, I think it was Leo, walks over and stands his guard.

I walk over to a hidden area and pull my phone out, seeing two missed calls from and a bunch of texts from Michael. Before I even open them, I knew this was going to be bad.

My love 🫶🏻:

M: Noah
M: Noah pls answer
M: It's important
M: Noah pls!

N: Are you okay Love?

M: no

An instant wave of concern flooded over me.

N: what's wrong?
N: are you hurt?

M: can you call me

I knew I wasn't going to like this. However, even with this gut feeling, I call him. I just have to keep my volume and voice down.

After the first half ring, Michael answers the phone, however, he wasn't speaking

"You alright, my love?" I ask the quiet one on the other end.
"..." Silence. "No..." His voice was quiet and shaky.
"What's wrong?" I ask, the concern I already had started to grow even more.
"Mason.. saw me... in the mall..." He was extremely spaced with his words. His quiet tone never growing louder.
I instantly knew that this conversation would not get better.

"What happened?" I said in a tone that screamed angry.
"He... made out with me..." Michael said hesitantly.
My anger only grew at the thought of someone else touching Michael's body. Not just anyone else. Mason touching Michael's body.

"How long ago did this happen." I ask. My voice now 99% anger, 1% still very concerned.
"Today..." He whispers.
"Where are you now?" I ask him
"Your bed..." I sigh in relief at his response. At least he was comfortable now.
"I'm coming home." I say. "My gang can do this themselves. I'm worried about you and I'm going to fucking murder Mason."

I can almost see Michael's face glow when I say that just from his voice.
"Really?! You're coming home?!" His voice grew excited and loud.
"Of course, my love."
"But don't kill Mason... just... teach him a lesson..." he adds on.
"Fine." I say, knowing damn well I was going to kill his ass anyway.

The drive back took about five hours before I arrived home. I wasn't sure if Michael would be sleeping or not, so I walked into our room quietly. I looked over to the bed and saw Michael jump up, running over to me, giving me a huge hug.

I was planning on giving Mason a visit tonight, but Michael needed me right now. His grip was so tight, it actually hurt.

I place my hands on his small waist, lifting him up as he immediately wraps his legs around my waist. I kiss his lips, he instantly kissing back hard.

"You missed me, Love?" I ask him, knowing the answer already.
"Obviously!" I can clearly tell the difference from him from the FaceTime calls to now.

I place my head in the crook of his neck and bite down on it, making sure to hit on the damn hickeys I noticed on Michael's neck that weren't from me. The ones from Mason.
Michael was mine. I hated when anyone touched Michael. Especially other men.

I nibbled on his neck, biting down harder each time I thought about Mason putting his dirty hand on Michael. I licked away any blood that came out of his neck.

I felt the lightweight other slightly squirm in his arms as I continued to bite down. I brought him over to the bed, placing him down, and climbing on top of him.

"I want you." Michael was as soon as I straddled his stomach.
"Really?" I smirked, sliding a hand down under his pants and boxers, wrapping my hands around his dick, but not doing anything, just watching his face.
"How much did you miss me?~" I ask his pleading face.
"Noah, stop, please... I just want you..." He grabs my wrist, attempting to push my hand further back in his boxers.
"Somebody wants a little something~" I say, before slamming middle and index fingers in him, pumping them in and out.

As I was doing this, Michael wrapped his arms around my neck, bitting down on my collar bone and he could barely take the pleasure.

"I'm gonna- please-" He starts.
"No." I say, scissoring and curling my fingers in him before pulling them out and shoving them into his mouth.

His face looked needy and disappointed as I pulled them out but that was quickly replaced by my hard on member, now bulging out of my pants as I take them off.

I line up to him, slowly pushing in at first.
"M-Ah~" He softly moans out, before practically screaming one out as I slam into him. I had to kiss his deep and messy since I've known him long enough to know that shuts him up.

"Damn, baby, you've gotten a little tighter. Maybe you did need this~" I tell him as I grab his hips to keep him in place, picking up the pace with each thrust.

"Please Noah! I need to! I can't hold it in anymore!" He begs. I can see the tears well up in the corners of both his eyes.
"Maybe~" I tease, pressing g my nose to his.
"Noah, please!" He begs even more. I love seeing and hearing him beg.
"Fine." As soon as I say that, he releases. I still haven't, so I continue to thrust in and out of him. He seemed to still be enjoying it.

At last, I release into him, which was perfect timing.
"Stop! Stop! Stop! That's enough! Please!" He tries to pull off me, clearly overstimulated. Since that didn't work well for him, I pulled out of him, getting off him and laying next to him, pulling the smaller body against my own, cuddling him as Michael instantly cuddled me.

"I missed you..." Michael says in a tired voice.
"I know you did, Love. I missed you too." I nuzzle my face into the crook of his neck, kissing it before closing my eyes.
"I'm so happy you're back..." He says, trailing his words off as I was sure he could sleep right now with no problem.
"I can see that, love." I smile. "Just so you know, tomorrow, we're getting you back on track with your health. You broke the promise." I say, trying not to sound mean because I didn't want him to think I was mad.
"Mhm..." Yep. He was officially knocked out. As always, leaving me no room to get comfortable as he was literally up against me.

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