Michael x Noah 🙏

57. ~Dark Cards~

Smut but also not smut. It's confusing. Just be prepared for sexual content.

Noah's pov:
I don't even have words to describe how fucking stressed I am today. A gang tried to get us to meet up and when we didn't show up, they tried to shoot up our base. They failed, however, they managed to steal $10 million.
I need something to ease my stress so I don't snap at Michael like I did one time where I slapped him...

I end up home, walking into our room with a card game and alcohol. Someone could only guess what I had in mind.
"Hey My Love." I say, placing the few bottles of alcohol down.

"Hi Noah!" Michael sits up on the bed. "What, what is that? Why do you have alcohol? You never drink." He questions everything.

"Well, love, I bought a card game. It involves alcohol, too, so I thought you'd love to play. Plus nobody else is gonna be home tonight. They're all at a beauty show or some shit down in Brooklyn."

"Wait... is that Cupid Cards?!" Michael asks as if he knows exactly what's happening. "I see your feeling the mood?"

"No- well, yeah- but I just need something to get rid of my stress today, and you, my love, are just the thing." I run my right hand down the side of his face.

I drop the touch, turning to set the alcohol on the floor and open the cards.
"Come sit down, love." Michael listens and sits down.

After shuffling the cards, I place them down in a stack, picking one up, reading it out loud.
"Oh, this is an easy one." I say, looking at Michael's beautiful dark blue eyes. "Kiss your partner where ever they pick."

Michael looks shocked that the card was decent. More than half the cards in this game were sexual. "Oh, that's easy! The lips. You didn't give me my hello kiss when you got home." He huffed.
I smirk at his brattiness already. I lean in, placing a hand on his chin, giving his a slow and deep kiss on the lips.
"Damn your lips are dry today." I say, obviously only teasing.
"Shut up." He says.
"Drop the attitude, boy, or you won't like the outcome." I stare into his eyes before switching moods. "Your turn! Pick up a card!"

Michael picked up a card, reading it in his head first before a very visible blush appears on his face.
"Damn, already-..." Michael starts. "Flash your partner for 3 seconds or drink."

I chuckle softly. "What's it gonna be love? You gonna give into the game that fast?" I tease.
"Shut the fuck up." He stands, pulling his pants and boxers down. "It's nothing you haven't seen." He pulls his pants back up after three seconds.

Well, don't you know how to put up a show? Anyway, my turn now!" I pick up a card, reading it. "Undress one item of clothing for your partner with your teeth."
I lean in, deciding what to take off. Probably just his shirt. By his shirt, I mean my shirt.
I get a hold of the shirt with my teeth, pulling it over his head. His bare chest now exposed.

"Damn, that's hot." Michael says with a smirk. You should do that when you undress me more often."
"Love the view, hottie~" I tease him. At this point we're seriously just flirting.

I straighten my act, knowing Michael is a complete fool for flirting.
"Enough about me, pick up a card.

Michael reaches his hand to the deck, picking up the next card.
"Trace my name with my tongue on any body part I choose." He looks up and me, instantly moving towards me, holding my head up so he could get to my neck. He instantly started spelling his name with his tongue.

A shiver shot up my spine at the interaction. I absolutely love his touchy side. This wasn't how I planned tonight but I'm not complaining. The girls are out having fun, so why don't we have fun in our own way?