#noah calhoun

☾ ⋆➜ Perched in Holland's lap and he's got his arm wrapped around your waist. He's got a cigarette in his mouth, keeps him from kissing your neck 24/7. Not his fault you take it away from him and dive for a hungry kiss.

☾ ⋆➜ Sitting next to Lars at church and your thighs are kissing from your proximity. His eyes keep looking at your hand in your lap, his fingers twitching. He wants nothing more than to grab, but he's not sure how.

☾ ⋆➜ Sitting in the bed of Colt's truck, looking out at the desert night sky. Your legs are tangled under a thin blanket, all that's really needed as you're curled next to him as he boasts about the stunt he nailed today.

☾ ⋆➜ Straddling Driver in his car after climbing over the middle console. Your back is digging into the steering wheel, his gloved hands under your shirt and pressing into your skin so heatedly, like you're all he needs.

☾ ⋆➜ The neon signs of the city bleed into the slick pavement. K's not holding you, but his presense is solid beside you until he shifts to reach out, catching a raindrop on his fingertip as it trailed down your cheek, fingers trembling.

☾ ⋆➜ Court's body is a tense line of muscles sheilding you from the dangers of the outside world. One hand is braced beside your head while the other is on your hip, a silent, grounding pressure in the suffocating quiet.

its my magnum opus

Lars would genuinely be soooo embarrassed and be in actual tears and never stop apologizing

"Keep going honey, that's good." Lars biting his lip to try to keep himself quiet, which is hard for him to do.

You keep bouncing on him, his hands on your breasts and face in your neck. You just finished dinner with Gus and Karin, and quickly pushed them out back to their house so you guys could share some.... intimate time.

You thread your hand in the back of his hair, holding him close.

"Hey, Lars. I accidentally took your bla-" Karin lets out a scream and turns around, it taking her far too long to shut the door behind her. You jump off of Lars, both of you doing your best to cover yourselves but you're on top of the comforter with no way to grab it.

"I'll just-" Karin struggles to get her words out. "I'll come back later!"

Lars covers his face, whining as his breathing begins to grow heavy. "Oh no..." you shake your head, pulling a shirt over your head.

"No Lars, it's okay. We're adults." He shakes his head, still covering his face. "That's so embarrassing. They shouldn't see that. We should've locked the door." You shake your head, brushing his wild hair back.

"It's going to be fine, Lars. Do you want me to talk to her?" Lars pushes his hands through his hair, his eyes full of tears from pure embarrassment. "Would you?" You nod, sliding shorts up your legs.

"I'll go talk to her." You kiss his head, opening the door and catching up with Karin who has Lars' blanket in her hand. "Hey, um." You scratch the back of your neck, feeling ultra awkward and uncomfortable since Karin just saw you in just a compromising position but you would rather deal with the bit of embarrassment than Lars.

"I'm sorry about that..."

Karin nods, shaking her head. "No, no. I should've knocked! It's- it's totally my fault! I just wanted to give this back to Lars." You tsk the blanket from her hands, thanking her. "Do you mind not bringing this is? Just for him? I just... don't want him to be more embarrassed than he already is."

Karin keeps her word, and at breakfast the next day she doesn't mention a word but Lars still hangs his head low in his bowl of cornflakes

Holland would let out a scream

Balls deep inside of you, fucking you from behind. He's kissing up and down your back.

"So fucking good babydoll. So wet for me too." You're practically speechless as he continues to hit your g-spot over and over, his hand wedged between you to rub your clit.

"Right there, March. Keep going." He's drooling all over you and placing open mouth kisses everywhere until suddenly the door swings open and Healy is standing there.

Holland screams, filling you to the hilt as his arm comes up to cover your breasts. He doesn't realize what he's doing to you. "What are you doing?!" Holland screams, trying to shield himself with a pillow.

"Come on, come on. Let's go!" Healy yells, and Holland tosses an arm out. "Motherfucker! I'm clearly busy! Get out!" He tosses a pillow at Healy but he remains unfazed.

"Two minutes! Two minutes and you better be ready!" He warns before slamming the door shut.

Noah would be more annoyed that you were interrupted and just keep apologizing to you

"So beautiful, darlin'." Noah pants into your ear, hunched over you as he thrusts into you. Your hands are on his back and your legs are wrapped around his waist to keep him deep inside of you, skin to skin as you can't get enough. "So good." He groans, thrusting into harder.

He places open mouth kisses to your neck, running his nose up and down your jaw before grabbing your face and pulling you into a kiss.

You moan into his mouth, feeing yourself get closer to your high as he continues to push in and out of you.

You can hear the creeks of the floorboards, but have no time to react before his dad is stepping into the room.

You knew his dad staying with the two of you would be tricky at times, but never even in your wildest nightmare did you imagine this happening.

His dad slaps the door shut, yelling an apology.

Noah covers your bodies with your white sheets, groaning into your neck. "Fuck. M' fuckin' sorry baby." He sighs, shaking his head. He rests, trying to catch his breath.

"I'm sorry, baby. God. Should've remembered to lock the door." He sits up, pulling the sheets around his waist. "He definitely saw my ass." You both start giggling, Noah pushing at your shoulder and attacking you in kisses to get you back for laughing at him.

Driver wouldn't care and would just keep going

You're at your spot, he's fucking you from behind with your face pressed into the seat on his car. The windows have steamed up and the car shakes, obvious what you're doing to any bystander.

The car is filled with his huffs, and you're begging whimpers.

You can hear them trying to close, knocking on Drivers window to tell you to leave, threatening to close the road on you.