Re: [B&B: Holly & Noah]
Noah had never been crazy about astronomy. He didn't know anything about it, really, but he picked things up from people and he'd read the fact somewhere or heard it or, who tf knows, felt it. And even if he hadn't and was making it up, it was true in this instance and it still applied. If Noah was all there was for Holly, Holly was all there was for Noah, and those two things amplified and fed into each other, until, even if there had been stars hung around them, they'd've been snuffed out.—Like, Noah was on his back and, even still, dazed by the force of the fall, he was seeing JUST Holly. Also feeling him.
He ignored the onslaught of pokes, only hitching to the side a little when it tickled—overall though, he was able to pretend it wasn't happening. He managed to get on top of Holly and pin him down with the combined weight of his body and also a headlock. The dude was trying hard af to get out from under Noah, but Noah clamped his thighs around Holly's sides. And since this was a game of cheaters, he moved his ass over Holly's bucking hips, so the dude would basically thrust his cock right up into him. If Holly let him, he rode him for a second, just into the feeling of how hard Holly was for him, and then, all at once, he let go and rolled off of the other dude.—As he moved to his feet, Noah grabbed the back of his too-big shirt and jerked it over his head. There were two red marks on his shoulders, where they'd met the court and scraped, but it was whatever. This was a distraction technique. The leggings were riding low at this point and Noah let them, down beneath the cut of his hips, as he turned toward Holly and spread his arms. (As he walked backward toward the ball.) Breathing hard and with color in his cheeks, Noah told his husband: "You haven't won yet." Just because his, Noah's, cock was hard under skin-tight fabric didn't mean the dude had won.
Noah probably should've tied his shirt around his waist, since this was his place of work. But, he was on break and no one else was around—except maybe a ghost—, so it was fine.