Re: [in-person: holly & noah.]
[Look, man, for all intents and purposes, Noah's mom was, like, ...not here... Not involved. Somewhere far, far away. Noah wasn't thinking about her, and it wasn't a DELIBERATE wall he'd erected or anything. Just, when he was getting close to Holly and stuff started to heat up, he just wasn't thinking about her. He used to? Not with Holly. But, back in the day. But, that'd never happened with Holly. Holly was just Holly, and everything Noah did with Holly was about Holly. I mean, sure, dude probably was reacting in some way to the shit that had gone down and how he felt about it, but that wasn't the same thing. At least Noah didn't think so.
When he thought at all. Which wasn't what was happening so much right now. He was enjoying tf out of being close to Holly. Yeah, it had been harder to do anything physical lately and Holly was often tired and blah, blah, blah, but there wasn't any lack of interest on either of their sides. Noah knew that. And that had to be obvious, right? I mean, Noah was so into the other dude. He was getting chills fr just sitting next to him, blowing smoke in each other's mouths. It didn't have to be anything hot and heavy to stoke that fire.—When Holly pulled back from the kiss, Noah's often-battered bottom lip between his teeth, it was Noah who whined, and, bro, he was so not embarrassed about it. He was easy af, and he gave up that joint without any resistance.
He knew what was coming. Noah let his hand drop again, this time heavy on Holly's closer thigh, pushing his fingers down, in the cleft between the dude's legs. And when Holly came forward, Noah parted his lips. The smoke whorled hot on his tongue, and he swallowed it down, held it, then exhaled it. It filtered between them like a gauze. Noah smiled, remnants of smoke escaping through his nose and his lips still parted. Holly, with his eyes slitted, lids heavy and low, was hot af, and Noah could only try to be gentle as he shifted.—Because of Holly's leg, it was easier for him, Noah, to straddle himself over Holly's lap, which he did, if the dude let him, settling his slowly atop sweat-covered thighs. He was gentle about it. And if Holly let him, Noah used the dude's elbow to steer the joint to his, Noah's, lips.]