#noah rambles

Your birthday is one of your favorite times of the year. You and your girlfriends were excited for an excuse to go out and celebrate, they even invited your best friend Noah and some of his friends.

As the music was blaring and taste of alcohol was burning your throat, you couldn’t help but feel some eyes that were laid on you. Watching you, stalking your every move. Watching what you drink, and how much you drink as well.

Noah was your average guy best friend. He listened to your past relationships, he listened to all your drunk voicemails you’d leave him, and he’d always come pick you up when you had no one to take you anywhere. He was the most perfect friend you could ask for.

Your friend ordered everyone another round of shots. Noah would only have two shots with his Sprite he was sipping, wanting to stay sober incase you needed him for anything.

He couldn’t stand the thought of another man’s hands on you. He couldn’t stand the idea of an another man with you. He wanted you, and he didn’t know that you wanted him too, however you always kept it on the down low.

“Can we dance?” You pulled at his arms. He smiled at your request before nodding, while you both made it to the dance floor as a fast paced song played. You moved your body against his not thinking much of the action but Noah felt every part of it. The way your body melted into his as you sway back and forth against him. He swear he could get use to the feeling of being close to you.

He guided you while you kept dancing on him, smiling at you and how you stumbled a little every time you’d turn too fast on your feet. Guiding you back to him to be close to him once again. You rested your head against his chest as the song changed.

That’s when you pulled away from him walking back to the bar, leaving him on the dance floor. He walked himself back towards the bar still keeping an eye on you.

“You know she’s really into you…” your friend nudged Noah as they both watched you order yourself another shot. You were tipsy but not so drunk that you’d blackout.

“Yea, but we’re just friends. I’m just her best friend.” Noah replied taking a sip of his drink watching you down the shot you were giving.

“You know she actually was talking about you…” your friend kept going on, as her and Noah stood by the bar still watching you, now on the dance floor on your own dancing by yourself.

“Yea what she’d have to say..” he asked curiously. Your friend chose not to say it out loud but instead whisper it to him to which his face grew beat red by the time she was done.

“Yea I doubt that.” Noah laughed, rolling his eyes. He was surprised by what he heard, but he also didn’t believed what she had to say.

“Yea, she use to think of you everytime she was with her ex. Poor guy could never get her to finish.” She stated.

Noah’s cock stirred at her words. It was like you’ve been wanting him all this time but refused to let yourself give in.

All the teasing when he’d change you out of your clothes and you’d call him handsome.

The times you’d talk about how you knew he’d have a bigger dick than your ex as a joke.

The times he’d listen to you talk about how good of a boyfriend he’d be, and how he’d make his girlfriend really happy.

He could’ve been doing all these things to you himself. His breathing became a little uneasy at the thought of it.

He turned his head watching you swaying your hips to the dirty song playing, you were oblivious to the idea that he knew you always had a crush on him, and your friend decided to finally tell him.

You kept moving to the song before feeling some hands lightly touching your sides moving them back towards the person. You knew it was Noah from the way he touches you as if you were a porcelain doll.

“Angel, you having fun?” He whispered in your ear. He never called you Angel, the new pet name sent a shiver down your spine but you liked it.

“Yea, I’m having the most fun now that you’re here.” You giggled back at him, making him smile at your words. You spun around before moving so your ass was pushed right into his crotch mistakenly kinda sterling you.

“Sorry..” you’re quick to apologize, however noah was fasting than you.

“You’re okay, Angel.” He laughed at your clumsiness, making you shake your head slightly.

“Maybe we should get off the dance floor..” Noah laughed, making you turn as someone keeps bumping into Noah and you. To which the both do you agreed.

Making your way back to the bar where your friends and everyone were sitting. You and Noah both take a seat as you rest your head on his shoulder.

“Hey y/n, we’re going head out, Chelsea just threw up all over the bathroom after she drank a three wise men’s. They said they won’t serve her anymore.” Your other friend explained while looking at Chelsea to see she was in fact shit faced.

“They-said I was.. c-cut off?” Chelsea slurred confused. Noah chuckled at her question, before you both wished them goodnight.

“You want to head out too?” Noah asked, not forcing you to leave but wanting to get some alone time with you or just make sure you’d get home safe.

You nod, raising your head off his shoulder as he has you walk in front of him guiding you to the door with both his hands in your shoulders to prevent you from getting lost from him.

You both decided to walk since your apartment was only a block away from the bar. Your arm hugged his bicep unconsciously while you both walked back to your apartment.

Noah forced you on the side away from the sidewalk as just a man thing to do, while checking the surroundings for both of you as you walked home.

You really were holding onto him only because you were scared you’d trip from the alcohol you had. You were a little drunk but you still felt yourself. Still drunk enough to know what’s going on but too drunk to walk on your own.

After putting the key into your door Noah and you made your way into the apartment. You immediately kick off your shoes and take earrings you had in your ears out. Noah watched amused by how desperate you were to change out of your clothes.

He took a seat on your couch, while you stumbled to the back to your room to change, coming out in one of his t-shirts and some pajama shorts.

You could feel his eyes on you while you made yourself some water to help sober up.

“Did you want a change of clothes?” You asked Noah, as he got up walking towards you watching you sip your water.

“No, I’m fine in my jeans. I’ll sleep on the couch anyway.” You couldn’t help but feel colder than normal in your house shivering slightly.

“I thought I turned my heater on..” you exclaimed to yourself more than him, stumbling to your thermostat, ready to change the temperature to hotter.

It was around 45° outside but it never took away the fact that to you and your friends it was the coldest weather you’ve all had in a long time.

Turning the temperature up the heater refused to kick on.

“Fuck..” you mumble, Noah hearing your frustration turned his head towards you taking his attention away from his phone.

“You alright?” He asked, with a little concern to his voice.

“Yea, just the fucking heater won’t turn on and I’m freezing.” You groan leaning against the wall for some balance until you felt his body close to yours.

“It’s because you’ve had it on AC this entire time..” he whispers, before turning it to 63° so you could warm up.

“Okay I guess I really am stupid.” You exclaimed, stumbling on your feet a bit still drunk. Noah holds both of your sides to steady you from stumbling over.

“No you’re not, you’re just silly. My silly girl.” He whispers the last part to himself, before picking you up and carrying you to your bedroom lightly setting you on the bed.

“What are you doing?” You ask confused as to why he’s looking through your makeup desk and bathroom.

“Looking for something to take your makeup off with. You normally kept it in your drawls when I use to take it off you some nights, when you were too drunk to do it yourself..” he explained while searching.

“Noah, I can take it off myself..” you cut off his words while standing up to walk to him. He holds up your pack of makeup removal when he finally finds it like a prize.

“I know you can, but I’ve been doing it all these years, why don’t you just let me do it..” he makes his way back to you pulling you onto his lap, while he takes out a wipe, admiring your pretty face.

You closed your eyes at his words. Noah has always been so sweet to you. He’s treating you right as if you were his. You couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to be his.

Ever since you met him you knew deep down he would be an amazing boyfriend to whoever got to be with him. All the dates he went on and the failed relationships. Him always helping you out with yours.

The nights he’d hold you in bed because you were sad from your ex Brad, that kept cheating on you. Noah was always there for you, more than ever now.

You stare at his lips while he works the wipe on your face taking off the makeup you applied to hide your blemishes. He always commented how you never needed it and how you were always so beautiful without it.

His lips looked soft and plump, like he’s been sucking them in at times throughout the night. Your hand without your even realizing made its way up to his face running a finger over his lips causing him to pause.

“Y/n…” Noah glanced up to you seeing your lust filled eyes staring back at him. The room already felt hotter with him in it now. You don’t feel so cold anymore right on top of him.

He took your soft hand caressing his lips placing it down on your thigh. He had to take a few deep breathes to continue wiping your makeup off.

“All done.” He exclaimed, lifting you off his lap. You could feel the half boner he had as you were sitting right on it moving your hips back and forth on him while he took your makeup off.

He threw your makeup wipe away, starting to tuck you into bed to get you comfortable. He knew the way you liked to be wrapped up in your covers and how you liked your feet tucked in. As he turned away you grabbed his arm.

“Don’t sleep on the couch, come sleep with me, Please.” You pleaded. It’s not the first time you’ve slept with Noah in the same bed. You both shared a blow up mattress when you’d go camping with all your friends. You told him you were scared of spiders, so he let you sleep right next to him backs turned away from eachother.

But this felt different. It was like you were yearning for his touch, his warm, his body right by you. You loved the way he smelt and the way you could tangle your fingers in his shoulder length hair. He didn’t argue with you. He climbed in right by you back pressed against your headboard.

“I’m only going to be here till you fall asleep… okay?” He replied, running his fingers through your soft hair. He always knew you liked your hair played with. It was a way to calm you down. His small touches would send heat through your body as his fingers massaged your head, you could feel yourself growing wet.

Noah stroked your hair lightly hearing soft groans come out of your lips. He was pleasuring you without even realizing it. His touch was always so soft and warm, the more he rubbed your head the more you could think about his hands wandering your body.

You shivered slightly while your body twitched. He noticed but didn’t say anything about it. You hands starting creeping on his thigh running circles the same pace he was on your head.

He slightly shifted, not thinking much of it. He didn’t mind you touching him, he was use to it anyway. He hummed a song the both of you were familiar with while you continued to dance your finger tips on his thigh.

His breathing didn’t change till you rubbing his inner thigh closer to his crotch. You felt his muscles slightly tense up before relaxing again. He knew you didn’t mean it, it was just a small action with nothing behind it right?

Your fingers tips lightly traced his belt he had on, causing him to open his eyes and stop what he was doing. You paused your actions too, realizing maybe you teased him too much.

Noah stared now at you watching you while you stared back, finger tips still on his belt. “Thought he’d be more comfortable without them..” you exclaimed to him, noticing him cocking an eyebrow at you.

Your eyes couldn’t ignore the hard bulge in his pants anyway, though both of you just decided to pretend it wasn’t even there, but part of you was too horny to pretend it wasn’t there just waiting to be touched by you.

You looked back up at Noah seeing his eyes were closed while your finger tips kept dancing across his waist. His fingers left your hair as well.

“Take them off..” he whispered, gesturing to his jeans. His hand coming to undo his belt as he let you do the rest. You careful unbuttoned his jeans pulling the zipper. He lifted his hips to help you take them off, leaving him in his boxers and t shirt as he threw off his sweater. You only in one of his t shirts and your pajamas shirts with no panties underneath. The sexual tension was real in the room.

You laid your head on his chest, putting your leg over his waist as he laid there with you. You both decided to ignore the want you both had for eachother as much as you could, but every time you felt noah adjust himself part of you clenched on the inside.

“You want some help..” you offered, your hand under his shirt above the waist band of his boxers. You knew doing this, there would be no going back, he’d have to be yours.

Noah knew if he let you touch him, he’d never let you be with anyone else but him. He didn’t want to ruin your friendship but both of you knew deep down you wanted to be more than friends.

Noah took his hand over yours and guiding your hand into the waistband, as you felt him hot and heavy against your palm.

“You did that to me. You always do this to me…” you lightly grab him in your hand making his breath hitch. “It’s all yours.” He pressed a light kiss on your head before laying back letting you play with him.

You pushed the rest of his boxers down having full access to him. He was huge. Literally bigger than you thought he was but it didn’t stop you. You licked your hand before wrapping your hand around him, pumping him.

You heard Noah’s soft groan leave his lips, your thumb brushing over his tip that was already leaking for you. You decided to taste him in the same moment wondering how he’d taste.

He was salty and sweet, the perfect mix. Your lips enclosed around the tip sucking slightly. Noah’s head was the in back with his mouth open. It was even better than he pictured it. He let you bop your head a few times on him before he decided he needed to taste you.

It was your birthday after all. He had to give you gift. You heard Noah was talented with his mouth especially his tongue. He told you all his stories of being able to make some women cum in under 5 minutes with just his tongue. You always wondered how it would feel if he did that to you.

He flipped you over pressing you into the mattress before kissing you on the lips a few times. It was sloppy and wet but you wouldn’t have it any other way. His lips found your neck lightly sucking below your ear. The sensation was a lot to handle making you squirm under him.

Noah could feel you squirming, he pulled back up to your ear whispering sweet nothings to you. “I’ve always dreamt it would be you that I could this to. Who knew it would all come true.” He then kissed your lips they were soft and tender against his.

He did this a few times before pulling back, fingertips in contact with the material of his shirt you were wearing. He looked at you for any signs of doubt or anything uncomfortable.

“Take it off.” You pleaded, his finger tips dancing along your skin were enough to tease you. He pulled your t shirt up revealing your stomach to him, as he placed a gentle kiss.

Your head was thrown back from the small action, Noah turns you on so much you’re surprised he hasn’t notice you’re dripping all over your sheets from the lack of panties.

He takes the shirt off revealing your chest to him. He placed soft kisses to your chest avoiding the valley of your boobs and your nipple. His lips were soft on your skin, every kiss felt hotter to you burning against your skin, but you loved the way it felt.

His tongue then gentle swiped against your nipple making the sensation close your legs around him. He chuckled at the action before doing it to your other one.

“Noah please. I can’t take it anymore, please do something.” He teased you enough. You want some type of friction from him, some type of touch. Noah licked the valley of your boobs down to your stomach meeting the waistband of your shorts. He snapped the waistband getting your attention.

“How bad have you wanted me Y/n?” He asked, the question burning deep in your brain. How did he know you wanted him this whole time.

Your eyebrows furrowed at the question, his finger tips tracing your waistband.

“Your friend told me, you’ve been thinking about me for a while. Even when you were with Brad.” He revealed.

“A long time.” You closed your eyes. “Ever since I met you.” You exclaimed, feeling his finger tips ginger the waistband in a teasing manner while not fulling going under.

“He could never make you cum huh?” He asked, even though he knew the answer but still wanted clarification from you.

“No he couldn’t, he was so bad at sex it made me stop having it.”

Noah paused. It’s been a while since you’ve had anyone in your business and here you both are only one pair of clothing in the way of both of you.

“Noah please. I’ve never been so turned on before, I feel like I’m going to go crazy.” Your face covered your hands.

“I got you Angel. Can I take this off?” He looked up at you waiting for an answer.

“Yes.” You whined.

“Okay well, you gotta take your hands off your face, because you’re going watch me while I eat you out.” He gave your boob a squeeze before making his way between your thighs. You lifted your hips for him, to help him get access to your core. He didn’t know you didn’t have any panties on under your shorts so he was surprised how soaked they were in his hands.

He was face to face with your drooling cunt. The action made you shy because he was just staring at it practically.

“It’s rude to stare you know.” You replied turning your head away, the heat raising to your face.

“You’re just so beautiful I can’t help but stare Angel.” His fingers carefully came up parting your puffy lips for him to have more access to you internally.

He took a long strain with his tongue against it your core, from the bottom all the way to your clit. He closed himself around your clit sucking lightly. Your fingers fly to his hair for comfort and stability from the action.

Noah eats pussy like a starved man. His tongue would lap you while his fingers would work you too. You didn’t know what to focus on. His tongue hit the spongey part in your cunt making your back arch.

He held your hips down as he continued, not stopping till you finished. He wanted to make you cum. Your ex would never think to do this.

“Noah..” you cried, feeling yourself get close. His fingers in your clit started moving faster, almost hurting from the overstimulation but you liked it.

He pulled back feeling you tighten for him. “Cum for me y/n. All over my tongue.” Your hands tightly held his head while he continued to lick your insides, the light flicks sending shock waves through your body was enough to push you over the edge for him.

He licked and sucked you through your high, tasting every part of you. He felt like he was on a high too from the taste of you. Sweet for him and just for him as well. Finally pulling away after letting the both of you breathe.

“Holy fuck.” You mumbled, your body twitching from the overstimulation he put you through. Noah watched, grabbing you towards him. “You okay?” He looked you in the eyes, same hands move your hair out the way.

“Yes. I haven’t came like that in forever. Let alone from a person.” You breathed, still catching your breath. Noah smiled at your words before kissing you on the lips. You tasted yourself on him.

“Noah I love you.” You whispered, both of your noses were touching as both of you were still catching your breath.

“I love you so much Angel.” Noah replied, kissing you again. Your legs wrapped around his waist, both of you bare. You could feel his hard cock on your inner thigh waiting for you.

“Do you want this?” Noah asked, one last time wanting to confirm before he did anything both of you could regret.

“Yes. Always with you, I always wanted to do this with you.”

Noah smiled at your answer. “I’m just making sure, I don’t want us to do anything we’d regret. If you didn’t want this we could stop right now and we would go to sleep like nothing happened.”

“I would never regret this with you. I want you.” Your hand traced over his chest down to waist resting on his thigh.

“Put me in.” He asked but it was more of a plead. Both of you were wanting eachother so bad it nearly hurt.

You could feel pressure at your core as you pushed him into you. Since haven’t having sex in a while, Noah was pretty big, bigger than your ex, so his cock was a stretch for you. His sweet little comments and little encouragements made it all worth it though.

Noah took control after you put him in. He didn’t go fast at all. He would stay put every time he’d move in you, so you could get use to him. He filled you up to the brim, your cervix kissing him every thrust.

The room was filled with the sounds of your heavy breathing and both of your moans. You felt better than he could ever imagine. He swore he could’ve came just from eating you out.

“You’re so t-tight.” Noah stuttered, his face in the crook of your neck. You could hear all the moans he had for you and the whimpering from how good you felt.

Noah was being gentle with you. You loved gentle but it seemed like he was holding back as well wanting to pound into you.

“Noah, please go faster. Don’t hold back.” Your finger tips ran along his back as he paused his movements.

“Is that what you want?” He asked again, always wanted to make sure he heard you right.

“Yes. Give me all of you, and don’t hold back.” You restated to him. Noah wanted to be gentle with you because you were like his porcelain doll. But he couldn’t ignore you plead for him to ruin you and make you shake and cry for him.

“Let me know if it’s too much.” He placed a kiss on your forehead. He took your legs putting things up on his shoulder folding you like a book for him. The position was interesting since you never did it before and the stretch of your legs burned but in the best way.

Noah went back in with a little more force this time, filling you to the brim faster than normal. His dick hit every place it needed to making you feel full.

He groaned at the sensation and how you immediately tighten around him. Your finger nails dug into his back leaving marks on it for sure.

Your cries were music to his ears, your soft little moans and swears made him closed to the edge.

“Fuck..” you cried, as he drilled himself into your cunt. The sounds of skin on skin were the only echos in your apartment. You never thought he’d be fuckin your best friend the night of your birthday.

Noah pulled out of you before turning you over and hitting in from behind. Your face was right in it the pillow and your ass was fresh against his pelvis. He loved the feeling of your nails in his back but he wanted something to put both of you over the edge together.

Noah reached over you placing a kiss to your shoulder. “I’m going fuck you like I hate you, but always remember I love you.” He stated to you. You nodded your head that was buried into the sheets.

Noah slammed into you right away, at a hard brutal pace. He meant what he said, but you couldn’t lie this is exactly how you liked it.

Your cunt continued to squeeze him over and over. Noah and you both knew both of you weren’t going last long in this position.

Your hands grabbed at the sheets as your cries were muffled, you could hear Noah moaning loudly as well which sent sensations straight to your core.

“Fuck. I’m close, I’m close.” You cried out lifting your head. Noah gently took your hair pulling you up to him against his chest.

“Cum for me Angel, I got you.” He held you against him slowing the pace so you could feel every inch of him. Both of you out of breath. His words let alone were enough to make you release all over him. Moaning at the feeling.

He felt you shake a little against him. Another intense orgasm from him. He pumped himself a few more times as you fell back onto the bed, he pulled out, cumming all over your back.

You felt it and loved the feeling of it too. You knew after this you guys weren’t going to be best friends anymore. Noah knew it too. He cleaned your back off before turning you over cleaning all the stickiness from your thighs.

He dressed you again, throwing his own boxers on before joining you in your bed.

“Happy Birthday Angel.” Noah pulled you into him for a hug. You melted into his touch like usual feeling content in his arms.

A/N: y’all. I’m fuckin 21 now. WOOOOO anyway. Hope you enjoyed this was filthy per usual. When is my smut not. I hope you all are still with me here🧍🏻‍♀️👀 LMAO like and reblog and I hope you all enjoyed.