Page 104 of If I Were To Die


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During the time they had been spending together lately, what annoyed him the most was having to wait to be loose enough for Kaj to thrust inside without hurting him. Noah melted whenever he rimmed or fingered him, but sometimes he just wanted to be fucked into next Sunday. And tonight was one of those times. Trine was away on vacation with Sigrid, which meant they had the entire house to themselves.

As soon as Noah got home, he kicked his Vans off and rushed into the shower. Ten minutes later he was lying on his bed, wearing nothing but his underwear and a mild boner—that was the Larsen effect.

Checking his phone, he saw Kaj had texted almost half an hour ago, so he would be here any moment now. Poisoned Letters had played in Roskilde, and after hanging out with his bandmates, instead of going home, the drummer was coming over to spend the night... or the weekend.

Not knowing what to do with his excitement, Noah mindlessly scrolled up on their conversation.

19 May 2017

Can you make it to Odense tonight?

Not a chance

Can u meet tomorrow?

Your house?

No

Why?

I live with my mom

I’ll book a room

25 May 2017

I’m done for the day

Wanna meet for a beer?

Not doing the friends thing

Jesus, ur an asshole

It was just as a prelude

Where?

Blind Spot?

I’ll be there at 9

3 June 2017

Working tonight?

Yup

Want me to pick you up after your shift?

Sure

10 June 2017

You looked kinda jealous tonight, hahahaha