handmade my feelings for you - nick folio x noah sebastian
warnings: swearing, handjobs (m receiving)
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Something about Nick makes him feel a little insane tonight. He’s always had a little bit of a crush on him, but it’s especially bad at the moment. Noah doesn’t quite understand why, either.
Maybe it’s because recently, Folios started getting a little bit touchier with him. He hasn’t missed the little brushes against his waist when Nick passes by him. The way he’s standing a little bit closer to him, or how he’ll sit so close next to him that their thighs touch. And then there’s the way he catches him staring sometimes.
He tried to brush it off for a while, tried to convince himself that he was just imagining it. And then it had happened.
He hadn’t meant to.
He’d simply gone to check where Folio was after their show and poked his head into the shower room. Hearing the soft sighs that sounded unmistakable like him had flipped a switch in his brain.
He absolutely has to know what kind of pretty sounds he can pull from him.
Noah had managed to swap rooms often enough to end up sharing with Folio. He’ll figure out a game plan when it comes to it.
“Do you want to shower first?” Noah asks.
“Yea — sure.” Folio barely looks at him, but he can tell that it’s nerves rather than actual avoidance.
Noah decides to bite the bullet then.
He slowly moves closer, effectively caging in Folio between his body and the bathroom door.
“Or — we could save a little water.”
Noah brushes a finger down the length of the other's arm, making him shiver.
Nicks gaze flits from where Noah is touching him back up to his face. Noah slowly drags his fingers up his arm and across his shoulder, until he can hook them under Nick’s chin to keep his focus on him.
“If you don’t want this, I can back off, and we’ll forget about this. But if you want me —“
“I - I want it. I just — I’ve never been with another guy.”
“It’s okay. We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. If you want it, we’ll just see what feels good.” He says softly, hoping that it’ll ease his nerves a little bit.
“That’s okay.”
“You wanna see where this goes?”
Folio gives him a nod then, breath caught in his throat.
“Is it okay if I kiss you?”
“Y-yes.” He sounds so awfully shy then and Noah can’t help but smile.
He moves his hand to the side of Nicks face and gently traces his thumb across his cheek. He leans in so slowly, giving him plenty of time to back out.
The first brush of his lips against Nicks fills him with static.
Nick lets out the softest little sigh when they finally meet. Noah moves at his pace, only deepening the kiss when Nick parts his lips for him. He brings his hand into Nicks hair, keeping him so very close.
And when they eventually part, they’re both breathless. Noah can’t stay away from him for long though, and he quickly dives back for another kiss.
“You wanna get that shower?” He asks, still so very close to him.
Noah lets his hand wander across the other's side, slowly working it under his shirt. His skin is so warm under Noah’s palm, and he can’t wait to feel all of him.
“Yes.” Nick chokes out, evidently a little overwhelmed by the whole thing.
“We can stop whenever you want. Your pace.”
“No I want this. I want you.”
Noah can’t stop the smile that forces itself onto his face.
“Good. Then let’s get to it.” He gives a squeeze to his side.
He helps Nick undress. Nick manages his shirt just fine, but his hands are too shaky to get the button of his jeans.
“You don’t have to be nervous. I’ll take good care of you.”
He pops the button and slowly works the jeans down Nick’s thighs. Once they’re both stripped down to their underwear, Noah returns his hand to Nicks waist. He moves closer to him, pressing his body up against Nicks when he leans in for another kiss. Noah shifts his hips forwards so that he can grind them together. He backs Nick up against the sink.
Nicks trembling hand finds its way to Noah’s waist. Noah reaches for his free hand. He laces their fingers together, in hopes that it’ll calm his nerves a little bit.
“I’m gonna start the water okay?” He says eventually, barely moving away from Nick, “I’ll be right back with you.”
He quickly slips out of his underwear, before turning on the water. He waits for it to be at a comfortable temperature before he turns back to Nick.
The nervousness is obvious on his face now.
“Hey.” Noah comes to stand in front of him again, “It’s all good. If you just want to hop under the shower and skip all of this, that’s okay. I don’t want you to feel rushed.”
“I just don’t know what I’m doing. What if I don’t like it? What if you don’t like me?”
Noah takes Nick’s hand back into his.
“If you realise that you don’t like it after all, that’s okay. Sometimes it sounds good in your head, but when you do it, it doesn’t feel like you expected. I won’t be upset. I can assure you though that I absolutely do like you. Have for a little while, too.”
He hadn’t planned to make this confession now, but Noah also understands that Nick needs to hear this. He knows how nerve-wracking this is. And if he can offer some calm, he’ll do it.
Nick gives a hesitant nod in return, “Okay.”
“You wanna keep going?”
“Yes.” his reply sounds a little more firm this time.
Noah pulls their joined hands up, allowing him to press a kiss to the back of Nick’s. He releases his hand and brings it to the waistband of his boxers.
“Gonna let me see you?” he asks, plucking at the elastic.
Nick slowly eases the garment down his waist.
Noah vividly remembers the first time he was in this position and how absolutely terrified he had been of it. He’s determined to make it at least a little less scary for Nick.
He lets his eyes wander across the newly bared skin.
“You really are pretty everywhere, huh? Can I touch you?”
As soon as Nick nods, he lets his hands wander across his chest and tummy, down to his waist.
“I’ve been wondering how it’d feel to touch you, you know? If you’re ticklish in this or that spot, what kind of sounds you’d make.”
When his hand rests at the dip of his waist, Noah slowly walks them backwards under the spray of the shower. Nick follows him so easily.
He gives Nick a moment to get used to the water, before he lets his hand wander again.
Noah leans down for another kiss. He just can’t get enough of how Nick melts against him. When he thinks that Nick is sufficiently distracted, he brings his hand lower still. At first, all he does is brush the backs of his fingers down his length. And when he doesn’t shrink away, Noah carefully wraps his hand around him.
Nick gasps against his lips, and Noah can’t stop himself from smiling.
He adjusts his grasp a little before he gives a first tentative stroke. Noah quickly finds a rhythm that makes Nick’s breath hitch.
“That’s it. Just let yourself feel good.” Noah says softly, not wanting to jostle him too much, “Don’t be shy, let me hear you.”
He shifts his focus to the head of his cock, drawing his thumb over it in slow, steady circles.
Nick lets out a stuttered gasp, and Noah’s sure that he’s never heard a prettier sound.
As much as he wants this to be just about Nick, his own need is starting to become overwhelming. Noah moves closer, allowing him to take his own cock into his hand too.
He sighs when they make contact.
Nick lets his head drop against his shoulder, letting out a breathless moan that Noah almost mistakes for a whine.
“I’m not gonna last.” Nick says between the soft sighs that fall from his lips.
He almost sounds upset about it, and Noah can’t help but feel a little endeared by it. Noah doubles his efforts, now desperate to see him fall apart at his hand.
“Gonna cum for me?” he asks, trying his best to hide the desperation in his voice, “I’m so close too. Fuck, you feel so good.”
Just a moment later, he feels Nick spill over his hand. The little whines and gasps he lets out, shove Noah over the edge, too. He buries his face in the side of Nick’s neck as he tries to keep the rhythm of his hand steady to work them both through their climaxes.
Eventually, his hand slows until he lets go of them entirely. Noah stays where he is, though, keeps his lips pressed up against the other's neck. Once he feels as if his breathing has regulated again, Noah pulls away from him.
“How are you feeling?” he asks, brushing some of the stray pieces of hair that cling to Nick’s forehead back, “Feeling okay?”
Nick draws in a deep breath, “It’s never felt like that before.”
“Is that a good thing?” Noah struggles to hide the amusement in his voice.
“So good. I don’t know what I was so scared of.”
“It’s new. You’re allowed to be scared of new things. How about we get cleaned up and finish this conversation afterwards? Don’t want the water to get cold on us.”
Nick keeps a very noticeable distance from him once they’re tucked into bed. It’s almost as if he’s scooted an extra inch over just in case. It does sting a little bit, but Noah understands the anxiety that likely bubbles under his skin.
“You don’t have to stay away like that.” Noah says eventually.
“I didn’t want to assume.”
Noah takes the initiative and crowds into his space, until their legs practically have to tangle together.
“Always assume that I want you close.” Noah brings his hand to Nick’s cheek, “I’ll always want you ask close as I can have you.”
He leans in to kiss him so tenderly, that it sends a shiver down his own spine.
Nick shifts closer against him, wrapping his arm around Noah’s body.
“I was so scared of feeling like this.” he says quietly, “I’ve never felt like this about another guy.”
“I know that’s scary. But we can take this entirely at your pace. Whatever you need.”
“Can you kiss me again?”
The question is so simple, but Noah can’t possibly say no to him.
With his face cradled in his hands, Noah pulls him into a gentle kiss.
They’re still all tangled up when Noah wakes in the morning. Nick is still wrapped around him with his face buried against his chest, and Noah really doesn’t want to move him. He’ll stay here today, his run can wait.
He’s been waiting for this moment for so long and right now, there’s no place he’d rather be.
He presses a kiss to the top of Nick’s head, before he lets his eyes fall shut again.
The day can wait.
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