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worse, they’re the lead singer and the bassist in a band

"Do you feel love?"

(An idea I had when I saw this GIF on Twitter. I apologize for any mistakes, English is not my mother tongue. Otherwise, enjoy and Merry Christmas. )

You and Noah decide to try something different tonight, until you propose the idea of him fucking you while wearing the balaclava and he agrees without thinking. Minutes later you are in the bedroom and when you put on the balaclava, Noah approaches you with his eyes fixed on yours, completely dark with the excitement of the moment, and with his finger pointing at your face (just like the GIF) he says:

— Before we begin, I have two orders for you, sweet girl. First, from now on, don't refer to me as Noah anymore, just master, king or lord. Second, be a good girl and accept everything I have to give you now, because your Noah is no longer here, do you understand?

You nod in response, but that wasn't enough for him.

— I asked you a question! Do you understand?

Noah says, holding your neck tightly with his eyes still fixed on yours.

— Yes, sir.

You say, soon seeing Noah adjust his posture.

Young Noah Sebastian 💗

"So you didn’t notice the way he was looking at you?" he said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice, his eyes challenging you.

"I was just being polite."

Your voice came out softer than you expected, but he didn’t seem satisfied with that answer. The intensity in Noah's gaze was overwhelming, and he kept his hands on you, holding you by the waist, pulling you even closer, as if he needed to reaffirm that you were his.

"Polite? Is that all you think you were doing?" He leaned in, his face close to your ear, and the whisper sent a shiver down your spine. "Then I think you need a reminder," he murmured, his lips grazing the skin just below your ear.

His touch was firm yet teasing. He watched every reaction, the tension between you two growing with every second, every moment he kept you close, under his control, just his.

— Noah Sebastian Davis aka fucking king 👑