Noah didn’t sink into him like he usually did, just remained stiff, though his forehead came to rest on Adam’s shoulder. “It didn’t seem worth it. You would have just threatened to go to Texas and kill her and her family.”
“I still might.”
“Why? She’s right. Why should she force herself to suffer just for my comfort?”
“Because if she’d kept a better fucking eye on you, maybe you wouldn’t have spent the majority of your goddamn life being tortured? Maybe because she’s your mother and she’s supposed to suffer if it means making life easier for her children?” Adam fired back.
“We both know that’s not true. Mothers are just people. And some people suck. She’s just trying to protect the children she cares about most. The ones she raised. Seeing her hurts me, too. It’s like having a scab ripped open. No, it’s worse than that. It’s like having stitches torn open and your insides fall out. ButI didn’t care because I wanted to know I wasn’t alone in this world, that there was someone bound to me by blood.”
“If being a Mulvaney has taught me anything, it’s that blood doesn’t mean fucking shit in this family. You’re a Mulvaney. Whether we get married or not. Whether you take my last name or not. You’re one of us. You’re never leaving me, and you’re never going to be an embarrassment to Thomas or anybody else.”
Noah finally collapsed against him, his arms sliding around Adam’s waist. “I’m tired.”
“Is she right, though? Is she the reason you didn’t want to set a date? Have you been waiting for her to tell you when she and her family would be willing to come to the wedding? All this time?”
“She just kept making excuses, so I kept putting it off. I thought it was important to have them there.”
“Well, it’s not. Those people aren’t your family. We are. We’ve always been your family. As for Dad, if I had to guess who was his favorite—aside from Aiden for obvious non-familial reasons—it would be you. Not the favorite significant other, either. I think you’re just his favorite. He looks after you the most. He keeps you closest. Identifies with you the most.”
“Really?” Noah asked, voice muffled against Adam’s throat.
“Really.”
Noah was crying again, hot tears pouring down Adam’s chest. “That’s nice,” he sobbed.
Oof. Adam struggled to get his legs beneath him with Noah still clinging to him, but once he was on his knees, he said, “Hold on tight.”
Noah didn’t question him, just clung as Adam made it to his feet then began to walk to the stairs.
“Where are we going?” Noah said around a sniffle.
“Bed. You need some sleep.”
Noah made a sad noise but didn’t argue.
Once they were up the stairs, Adam tried to deposit Noah onto the bed, but it didn’t work. Noah held tight, then pulled back to catch his lips in a kiss that lingered.
“What are you doing?” Adam asked against his lips before dipping his tongue inside.
“What do you think?” Noah countered, turning the kiss dirty.
Adam sat on the edge of the bed. Noah took it as an invitation to wrap his legs around him and grind their cocks together through their underwear until they were both groaning.
“You need sleep,” Adam said, even as he continued to kiss Noah, his hands already squeezing his ass to drag their bodies against each other, already half-hard.
“Fuck then sleep,” Noah murmured.
Adam wasn’t sure that was the right thing to do. “Noah…”
Noah pulled back. “Don’tNoahme.” He gave Adam wide brown eyes, his mouth forming this sexy fucking almost pout. “Fuck me, Adam. Please?”
Christ. “Stand up.”
Noah didn’t question him, just did as he was told. He was always so fucking obedient in the bedroom. Adam dragged Noah’s underwear down and off, not even bothering to do the same with his own, just shoving them out of the way before pulling Noah back into his lap.
Noah grabbed the lube from the side table, slicking up his own fingers and wrapping them around Adam’s cock, jerking him to hardness with only a couple of pulls. He didn’t wait for Adam to finger him open, just used his knees on the mattress to rise up, lining up his cock and sinking back down with a low moan.
“Christ. You’re so fucking tight,” Adam groaned, letting gravity drag him into the tight heat of Noah’s body.
