noel knows the reader is a sensitive and emotional person so smaller things can set them off.
Heâs like âWhy havenât ya kissed me even once today love? Whatâs the matter? Dâya not love me anymore?â
The reader is confused, crying and apologising and heâs like âOh love..Iâm only joking, I just love seein your pretty tears, dâya think you can cry a bit more fâme? hm?â
BROOSISOSKSJ
oh maeveâŚoh my lord
oh the way i crave mean noel, but only if he babies me at the end of the day (cause ik he would bc heâs a big olâ softie underneath everything)
thinking about how noel didnât even realise he had a thing for seeing you cry until you started crying about something so silly. you were sitting there watching some stupid video and suddenly busted out into tears, causing noel to immediately fall into a panic as he started fretting over you. once he realised it was something stupid, he started laughing at you, mocking you for being so sensitive while he wiped the tears away from your eyes with a big, soft smile. though, he couldnât ignore the way his cock twitched on his slacks, his stomach twisting with something dark and hot.
maybe he starts seeking it out more, not in a necessarily cruel way. more of, sending reels heâll know make you tear up, especially when youâre nearing the time of the month. telling you something really sweet that he loves about you, just so he can see those pretty little tears in your eyes. then it starts getting a little more explicit, with him asking âyou didnât hug me today, whatâs all that about? dâya not like me hugs anymore?â and he relishes in the way you immediately start shaking your head, apologising through tears for making him feel that way while wrapping your arms around him. though, it makes it harder for him to shift his hips away as his cock hardens through his jeans, the bulge prominent and loud. but you donât notice, too focused on trying to comfort him through small sobs.
but it just ends up with noel bending you over your shared bed, fucking and overstimulated your cute little cunt until youâre crying all over for him again. he just canât help it, you just look so pretty when youâre a big bumbling mess for him â crying out his name through your quiet little sniffle and sobs, your cunt clamping down around his cock as he pulls yet another orgasm from you.
âshh, shh,â he coos as he wipes the tears away from your cheeks. âjust another one fâme, yeah? you can take it, canât you, sweet girl?â
after all, some secrets are better kept untold.














