Long Time Midwest Cardiophile

Okay guys, after months of me forgetting this part exists, I am posting the final part of Noah Lyons that I currently have written!

This part is DEFINITELY NSFW. Mature content below - 18+, yada yada. Cardiophile sex scene enclosed.

If I find myself with some free time, I’m definitely considering writing more now that everyone on tumblr has expressed their love for it! ❤️❤️ Seriously can’t say how much I love and appreciate the positive feedback! Here goes!

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    Noah and I have been dating for close to three months now, and my semester was winding down at last. By the one month “anniversary” of my fainting episode followed by rescue by Dr. Lyons, he just couldn’t help but bring up the girlfriend/boyfriend subject. And, I can’t lie, by that time I was already dying to bring it up myself.

     Noah was something else entirely. He was someONE else. I’d never come across a person so genuinely passionate about caring for people. He had an amazing sense of humor, and the kind of smile Nick Carraway could only characterize for Jay Gatsby. “He had one of those smiles with a quality of reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced, or seemed to face, the whole external world for an instant and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself.” And we had fun together, genuinely.

     And to complete it all…he sincerely liked me, and all of my edges. I’d always struggled with self confidence and body image, but I’ve never met someone that can help me find something new to love about myself every single day. And to think that our relationship was so new, so raw and fresh…I know by now never to take anything in life for granted, but I can’t help but express just how much I’ve grown to like…maybe love (although I would never admit that to him so early on!), Noah Lyons.

     At this point, I was spending most nights that I wasn’t swamped with homework at Noah’s apartment. And we played with his stethoscope…a lot. It’s a fascination I never would have imagined, but it was a huge part of Noah, and it seemed to complete him. I understand where some may find a fetish for the human heart to be strange. However, I’m finding myself to be more and more capable of seeing the true beauty within it: The heart delivers life to every part of your body. It delivers nutrients and oxygen to every single microscopic cell that makes you who you are. Everyone is unique, despite this one fundamental feature that we all have in common; a heartbeat. The heart is already heavily romanticized, so it’s not a stretch in any sense for someone to find deeper love and meaning within this precious organ.

    There is nothing that I love more right now than seeing Noah fall into my arms after a long day at work, resting his ear over my heart and melting away as he listens. For someone that I’ve come to care about so much, and someone that’s done so much for me already, it’s the most incredible feeling to be able to provide something so simple that makes him feel so at peace.

     And yet…I feel as though there is entirely more to discover regarding all of this. After all, it is a fetish. So at some point, the sound and feeling of a heartbeat does become sexual for him as well. Noah and I haven’t dared to try much more than kissing and touching and cuddling so far, but I’m admittedly eager to move forward, and I’d decided that tonight was going to be the night that I would try to spice things up! I wanted to help Noah feel comfortable with the sexual part of his fetish at last!

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     It was just past ‪4:45pm‬ and my last class of the day had finally let out, so I’d begun my walk to Noah’s office to meet him as his day comes to a close at 5. I’d been thinking about how I wanted to approach this evening all day long. During my 2 hour break between classes, I made a quick stop at the university bookstore and headed for the nursing major supplies. It didn’t take me long at all to locate the shelf lined with stethoscope boxes. I picked out a sprague rappaport model with sky blue tubing and eagerly made my way to the checkout before running back to my dorm to quickly try it out on myself!

    I made it to the office just a few minutes past 5, and chatted with the receptionist about the abnormally warm weather that was supposed to be coming up this week while I waited for Noah to finish his day. Before long, my tall, messy haired Doctor came strutting into the lobby, planting a kiss on my forehead.

   After a few minutes of more receptionist chatter, we were finally on our way to Noah’s apartment. My heart was starting to race from anticipation of the night to (hopefully) come. I knew Noah wasn’t opposed to having sex, we just had both agreed to wait for when the time was right. And I had a feeling that tonight would be just right. Noah had a habit of checking my pulse a few times throughout the day, and before we drove off, he gently placed two fingers against my carotid artery and began to count beats against his watch’s ticking. “You’re running a little fast today. 98 beats per minute. Is everything alright?” I just nodded. “I’m alright, I promise. I may have snuck in a few sips of Mountain Dew a little while ago. Probably just caffeine!” I smiled, bluffing about the Mountain Dew. Noah flashed me the “what did I tell you about drinking Mountain Dew” look. “Was it at least the regular stuff and not that horrible voltage kind with the extra caffeine and ginseng?” He said in his Dr. Noah voice. “Of course it was, baby. Now drive.” I flashed a huge grin at him and turned to face forward.

     When we got to Noah’s apartment, we went through our nightly ritual of video games, dinner, tv, and heading for the bedroom to get comfy for the night. It was when I’d told Noah that was going to quickly change into my PJ pants that I decided to pull out my new stethoscope and drape it around my neck at the same time. I made my way to the bedroom, Noah was already waiting with just his PJ bottoms on, no shirt as it was starting to get warmer out already.

     It didn’t take Noah long at all to pick up on my new accessory. “You didn’t!” He gasped, half trying to be serious, half smiling madly. “What, this?” I acted innocently, taking the blue stethoscope from around my neck now, cradling it gently in my hands. I approached him now, climbing onto the bed. “Oh, that’s right. I forgot one of us here has a stethoscope fetish…how rude of me to walk into your bedroom with one draped around my neck.” I flashed a devilish smile at him before putting the ear pieces in and planting the diaphragm of the stethoscope directly over his heart. His heart rate was clearly elevated already, well above his normal resting rate of 60 beats per minute. “Brooke, I don’t know what you’re doing…but I can’t deny that I really, really like it.” His cheeks were bright red, and my smile was permanent at this point. “You know you want to…” I whispered in his ear now, taking the ear pieces out of my ears and placing them in his. I slid my hand holding the chest piece up my shirt. I gently climbed into his lap, and I felt his arms wrap around my waist as he listened with his eyes closed.

      He moaned very softly before removing the ear pieces. “Brooklyn…what are you doing to me?” He grinned up at me. “Me? I’m not doing anything…” I giggled softly. “Not doing anything…” He began. “And I suppose walking into my bedroom and planting a stethoscope on my chest counts as nothing?” I nodded, leaning in for a kiss on the lips. He leaned his head back and let out a massive half laugh-half sigh. I asked him what was wrong, and he told me to look down. As I did, it was clear that Noah’s shorts had gotten a little bit tighter since I started my stethoscope-assault. I smiled madly. “Boy, it is that easy!”

    He let his head droop slightly now, with a concerned look on his face. “It really is…You know how I feel about the sexual part of this, sweetie.” I nodded, I did know. “I know you’re cautious about it and embarrassed by it, baby. But I want to help change that. We’re not at work, it’s just you and me.” I wrapped my arms around his neck. “You should be able to embrace what makes you happy. So I want you to let loose tonight. You deserve it, and I’d really enjoy it.” I let those last few words slip out of my mouth in a harshly seductive whisper.

    Noah sighed. “Are you sure about this baby?” I nodded, sliding my tank top off now and tossing it aside. I laid on the bed next to him and handed him the stethoscope, offering my chest to him fully now. Noah grinned, putting the earpieces in and resting the chest piece under my left breast. He held the stethoscope with one hand, lowering himself to crush his lips over mine with the other arm. I could feel my heartbeat immediately pick up speed.

      He set the stethoscope aside for a moment and got up, first sliding his own shorts off, then returning to the bed to help get my PJ bottoms out of the way. Noah was completely naked, I was left with just my black lace bra holding my ample breasts in place as I laid back in the bed. For the first time, I was able to take in Noah’s full being, my eyes curiously making their way down his body. Noah’s erection was rock hard as he climbed on top of me, I handed him the stethoscope once again.

       I could tell he still looked a little unsure of himself in this moment, so I sat up and put the stethoscope in his ears for him, tucking the chest piece under my bra to hold it in place. “God…oh my god Brooke, your heart is fucking pounding.” I smiled devilishly, looking down. Noah’s cock was throbbing in time with his own heartbeat, which was clearly at an extremely elevated rate already. “I could say the same thing to you.” I smirked, reaching my hand forward now to stroke his cock. Noah moaned loudly now, and we both laid back in bed again. As he leaned forward on top of me, I kissed his chest up and down, stopping to rest my lips over his apex more than once.

     Finally, neither one of us could take it anymore. Noah took the earpieces out and sat back and spread my legs wide, positioning himself on top of me and sliding his rock hard cock into me. As soon as he was positioned, I put the stethoscope back in his ears for him. “You feel amazing already baby!” I smiled. He grinned madly back down at me. Our breathing was heavy and we’d only just begun. “Fuck me to the same pace as my heartbeat!” I demanded, focusing on the throbbing cock inside of me now.

     Noah began thrusting, starting slow but gaining speed. I placed two fingers over my carotid artery to feel my pulse so I could tell when Noah reached its pace, it didn’t take him long to match it. “Oh my god…” I moaned in absolute ecstasy. Noah grabbed the headboard now for support, I reached my hand up to feel his absolutely racing heartbeat pounding above me. “Oh fuck…” He whispered, gritting his teeth and thrusting harder. “Deeper!” I commanded. I couldn’t get enough. Noah was incredible, and feeling his heartbeat pounding right under my palm at the same time was honestly one of the most amazing things I’d ever experienced. I could only imagine what Noah was feeling…We continued on for quite some time before neither of us could hold back any longer.

    My breathing grew faster and faster, until I finally reached my breaking point. I let myself go, my back arching with a massive climax, moaning loudly as I came hard. I felt my heart skip a few beats as I reached my peak, and Noah clearly heard it. “Oh fuck me…oh my god…” Within another second, I felt Noah’s massive cock explode inside of me, my hand still pressed directly up against his apex. His heartbeat was uncontrollably fast in that moment, so much so that I almost couldn’t distinguish different beats against my palm. Finally he sat back, sliding his cock out of me and breathing incredibly heavily. I couldn’t hold back my grin, as I looked up at Noah with my arms behind my head.

     "Holy shit…your heart skipped a lot right at the end and I just…I just lost it.“ He moaned, still trying to catch his breath. "So what did you think? You finally got to use a stethoscope during sex.” I smirked. He laid down next to me now and pulled up the blankets. “That was…the most incredible experience of my life.” He reached up to stroke my cheek as he spoke. “Even better than graduating from med school?” I giggled. He looked me straight in the eyes. “Even better than graduating from med school.”

Paraphilla AKA fetish/kink. Wanted to post this because I see a lot of people talk about not being turned on by normal things/ not enjoying normal sex. 1. That’s ok 2. That’s normal for people with fetishes it’s literally in the definition and although I agree it must really suck to be with someone who doesn’t share your fetish and someone who enjoys normal sex you’re in good company. Literally we’re all like this people with foot fetishes, people who are exclusively into pink lace women’s underwear and yes even cardiophiles. It’s ok, it normal for everyone with a fetish it’s just the way we are.