{ #3 } Twisted Moon (MxM || 18+)

Chapter 53 - He Is Fucking Mine!!!

Twisted Moon - Book 3 of the Black Moon series - Chapter 53: He Is Fucking Mine!!!

(Camden's POV - Sat. 8 May 2015)

Noah is still fast asleep, lying flat on his stomach and cutely holding his little ice bear which is half hidden beneath his pillow. I know he keeps the old toy there - just a habit, as he says - and it usually remains concealed, but it's funny how whenever I get up before him, he unconsciously reaches for the animal, as if he needed to hold something that feels safe to him. Well, I don't mind; I won't be jealous of a fluffy toy. And I actually find it really cute.

Noah looks a lot better than the first time I ever saw him, back in January, both physically and mentally. He has put on the necessary weight he was missing and seems much stronger. He has also grown more mature and gained in confidence, but I know that this is still a façade. Beneath the young adult, there is still a broken and fragile teenager who needs a lot of comfort and affection. His young age and stolen adolescence explain his recurrent bratty attitudes, and as much as I try to correct that, I actually deal with them quite well.

Straddling his backside, I lean over and start nuzzling his shoulder and the crook of his neck, making him moan and stir in his sleep. Noah is not an early person; at least not over the weekend. On week days, he knows that he doesn't have a choice and needs to get up to go to school, but if he doesn't feel pressured with a specific purpose, I bet he would sleep until noon, if not even later. Unfortunately, I can't let him have it this way.

For one, I believe he needs a regular schedule and unless we have been out late the night before, I have no reason to let him laze in bed more than necessary. Then finals are getting closer and he still has a lot to do before the exams. Perhaps I should avoid taking him out tonight because I know how tired he is and the last couple of weeks have been quite tense. However, as far as school is concerned, he has been a good boy and deserves his weekly reward.

"Noah, wake up, Baby..." I murmur in his left ear and he tilts his head to the other side. As if it was going to change anything! I just shift to the right and continue to tease his other earlobe. "This is the last time I'm asking, Noah. Wake up!"

"Ugh... What time...?" he mumbles, still half asleep.

"It's seven, Baby. Come on, get up now!"

"Too early..." he mumbles again, tilting his head back to the other side. Without another warning, I move off his backside and roll down the comforter, exposing his naked and slender body. He squeaks when I give a firm swat across his buttocks and immediately sits up, sending me a dark scowl that doesn't impress me the least. I suppress a chuckle at his bad mood and toss him the clothes I brought from the closet as I get up.

"You have five minutes to get ready and drink your milkshake before we leave, so hurry up," I instruct him firmly and my glare is probably more impressive than his because he immediately casts his eyes down.

With that, I lean down to brush his lips with mine and walk out of the room. Five minutes later, Noah is gulping down the milkshake I prepared for him in the kitchen, fully dressed in sweat clothes and sneakers. He is also wearing a pouty expression that he had better get rid of very quickly before it gets on my nerves.

"Do I really have to do this? I mean... you can go running if you want to but I could stay here..." he mutters after he has downed the whole glass content, which has left a white moustache above his upper lip. Before he has time to flick his tongue, I lean down and slowly lick off the remaining of milkshake beneath his nose and end it up with a kiss.

"Keep complaining and I'm going to put on your cock cage before we go instead of after..." I warn him with a husky voice, finally succeeding in drawing a smile on his face. "A healthy lifestyle includes a bit of physical exercise, Baby, so let's go."