Re: [Outside the Rec Center.]
Hey, Holly could like the windbreaker, because Noah was super into seeing him in it. It was proprietary or possessive or something, probably, but he did like it. He liked how Holly always filled it out differently, how familiar fabric looked draped over thick chest and shoulders that weren't his own. He liked the idea of Holly smelling like him, of Holly pressing his nose to collar to catch a scent. Holly just looked really good, and—well, he was cold, too, which Noah obviously felt. His own skin was prickling. So, it was selfish in more ways than one.—He knew Holly was hard too, because he could feel it. He could feel the surge of pulse, and he made a sound of low appreciation when Holly came up against him and he could feel the insistence of his hard-on pressed to belly. "I was telling you about how I was going to eat your ass until you wanted me so bad I got to switch gears and lick up your precome before fucking you." Offered nonchalantly, but with a grin that betrayed this. "I was telling you about how you could be in my lap here in the car too."
It wasn't even Holly's thought first—Noah didn't think so, anyway. He'd already been thinking about sucking more marks into Holly's throat, into branding him again low on his belly. So, when Holly thrilled at the idea of a swollen lips, Noah clamped right back down on pulp of lip, leaving Holly to rip away. The touch was exploratory. Holly's. It was discovery with fingertips, and Noah was trying to let him 'look.' He was turned on, but he was being good about it, just breathing hard that centimeter away, his cock still in the crush between their pelvises, until Holly offered parted lips. He couldn't say no to that, dude, and he kissed Holly hard and greedy and seeking. He moaned into Holly's mouth, sound slipping over open lips, when Holly kissed him back, when his hands moved against skin bared to fall air. His nipples were tight and hard, and goosebumps were pricking on his belly.
Thinking about what he'd just said, and really just wanting Holly atop him, Noah reached for the car door. He stared at Holly while he groped behind himself, smiling with his mouth open once he found the handle and pulled the door open. He then worked to bring Holly with him into the car. Holly looked at him, amused in his low-level way, and, hey, if nothing else, sitting hard a great effect on his cock, because it poked up now, straining against tight pants. Noah felt it would help his case, so that was nice. "I'm trying to get you up here, baby boy, and onto my lap." Look, the ceiling was low. But, Noah planned to slump against the door opposite, so he was sort of laying. He smiled as he continued to try to dredge Holly up by the jacket. "I want you on top of me."