⚠️18+ CONTENT MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT ⚠️ THIS IS REAL PERSON FICTION
Here will be all of my Bad Omens One Shots. Sorry for reorganizing this! I didn't know I would continue to write one-shots, but I have been enjoying them so far and have been...
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You find yourself under a desk... one might ask why you are there but not you. Not with the bet you have going with Noah that you can make him cum so hard he dies in game. You know his track record isn't great, he streams to play with his friends and right now one of those friends is in the room across the hall.
Noah was gracious to set down a few blankets and pillows for you while you situate yourself for the long haul. You hear the smile in his voice and a soft chuckle when he greets those who have joined the stream. You gently slide your hands over his thighs, spreading his legs for you. On his longer half, he is dressed only in soft gym shorts giving you easy access to every sensitive part of him.
Slowly, painfully slow you graze the tips of your fingers from the inner thigh up the the large holes in the legs of his shorts. His breath catches only for a second and you hear him fake a cough when your fingers brush the junction of flesh between his legs. You feel his body tense to your touch, rubbing your thumbs over the skin, teasing.
"Shit, shit, shit!" he swears covering the soft sigh you definitely heard. You haven't even started and he's going crazy. "Yes!" he cheers, "Next round let's goooooo!" You scoot forward peering up from your lashes at him, and he winks at you. Your gaze lowers when his attention moves back up to the screen and you find the hand not holding the controller, flipping you off. Grinning, you know to double your efforts, thumbing the waistband of his shorts. To your surprise, he gets the silent plea and adjusts his weight for you to tug down his shorts while feigning what you would consider the most obnoxious yawn and stretch you've ever heard.
Licking your lips, you get down to business, gripping the thickest part of his thigh to plant wet kisses up his leg. He coughs again and you notice the music getting louder. You hear Nick ask if Noah is alright and he responds with a "Fuck you" and back to button smashing. The trash-talking has you all riled up, impulsively you lick a fat stripe from the base of his shaft to the tip, earning you a magical slew of curses and a warning tug on your roots. It's hot and over in seconds as he presses on in his game.
But now you want more.
Crowding in closer to his lap, you support your knees on a few pillows before bracing your hands on his hips. He hisses when you dig your nails in and wrap your lips around the tip. Flicking your tongue over the slit, salty precum bursts on your tastebuds. Above you, Noah clears his throat again and you swallow more. Swirling and sucking, he slaps away your hands and when you look up at him he glares at you, his dark eyes narrow and dilated. You roll your tongue- a bratty fuck you too. His jaw tics before saying "I think I'm going to call this one." You sit silently, the weight of his cock heavy against your tongue as the guys playing with him all gang up on him. Defeated, Noah agrees to keep playing. When you hear Nick say, "hold on guys I gotta pee," the guys grumble in unison. Your ticket to victory. Noah instantly shoves your head down his length unrelenting when you start to gag. "Hey Noah, you loading in?" someone asks. "Oh yeah, one sec..." he mumbles, hands leaving your hair, one to claw at his own thigh while the other wipes away the stray tear from your cheek. A shimmer of adoration sparkles in his eyes just before his attention returns to the game.
It's time to finish him.
With renewed fervor, you swirl your tongue around him again and start bobbing your head up and down. Leaning back in his chair slightly, he meets your efforts with a rock of his hips. Drool spills from your lips coating the hands wrapped around his shaft.
"Fuck," he whispers, his rthymn sputtering. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he shouts, shooting ropes of cum into the back of your throat. There's a loud thud above you -- a controller most likely-- jolting your concentration if only for a second as you lick and suck Noah's cock clean.
Another crash and suddenly large hands push you off making you fall onto your ass. Dazed, you hardly register being pulled up from the desk and onto Noah's chest. With a vice grip, he tilts your chin up and spears your lips apart with his tongue. He ruthlessly explores your mouth, licking up any remaining cum from your mouth.
"That was fucking hot," Noah pants, chest heaving and eyes locked onto yours.
