As Jace was thinking that, Noah slid up his body and grabbed his hand. He caught Jace’s lips, hard and needy, and shoved both of their hands into his underwear without hesitation. Jace found Noah’s cock rock hard and leaking, hot and heavy to the touch, strange and familiar in his hand.
He leaned forward, pinning Noah against the wall again and holding him there. He wanted to make Noah come, too. He wanted it more than he’d wanted to come himself, to give Noah this, to show him how loved and needed and perfect he was, how much Jace meant this, how eager he was to learn what made Noah happiest.
Noah groaned and wriggled under Jace’s body, his smaller frame no match for Jace’s own without momentum. He could grind and rock and thrust as much as he wanted, and it wouldn’t move Jace an inch.
Jace loved the weight of Noah’s cock in his hand, the way the soft skin slid over his palm, catching now and then. He loved Noah’s breath against his neck, and the way he gasped and whined into Jace’s ear, making it obvious that he was enjoying this. Jace loved all of it, and wanted more.
Noah’s hands curled around his shoulders, his fingertips digging in hard. Jace shifted again, this time lifting one of Noah’s legs with his free hand, hooking it over his hip so he could get closer, feel Noah’s hard cock against him.
“So close,” Noah murmured into his mouth. “So close, Jace,Jace,” he panted, punctuating the sentence with a low, drawn-out moan and a full-body shudder as he spilled all over Jace’s hand.
They both leaned against the wall, panting for breath for long moments in the silence after.
Jace had been afraid this would be the moment where reality crashed down, where he’d suddenly realize he was straight after all and be upset or disgusted with himself, but it never happened. He felt as though he was glowing.
Delighted laughter bubbled up in his chest as he caught his breath, and he leaned in to kiss Noah again, who was soft and pliant and so obviously satisfied that Jace couldn’t help being proud of himself.
“You’re a good husband,” Noah said breathlessly, letting his eyes fall closed. “Although,babe?”
Jace laughed. “Do you not like babe? How about honey? Sweetheart? Love muffin?”
“I swear to god, if you ever call melove muffinagain, I will end you.”
“So that’s not gonna be your new derby name?” Jace asked innocently. “I think it’s got a nice ring to it.”
Noah slapped Jace’s arm, but nowhere near hard enough to hurt. He’d done more damage with his fingertips earlier. Jace grinned at him, his heart feeling so full it was in danger of bursting.
“Was it, umm… was that okay?” Jace asked, suddenly shy again. He knew he’d had a good time, but he wanted to be sure it was good for Noah, as well.
“It was perfect.” Noah darted in and pecked Jace’s lips, leaving them tingling at the contact. Jace wasn’t sure he’d ever get used to Noah kissing him. “You don’t have anything to worry about. I’ll teach you everything you need to know. You’re totally worth the time investment.”
Jace swallowed. “I love you,” he said. “I don’t think I said so before.”
“Maybe not in as many words, but I got the hint.” Noah beamed up at him, his whole face glowing. “I love you, too.”
“So are you my boyfriend now?” Jace asked. He felt as though he was back in high school, asking his crush out for the first time.
“I am literally married to you.” Noah raised an eyebrow. “But I guess I can be your boyfriend, too.”
Jace laughed, leaning in for another kiss. They were going to be just fine.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Noah woke to Jace curled around him, naked except for his underwear, and dozing lightly. He reached out for his phone on the bedside table, wriggling back to steal more of Jace’s warmth once he had it. Jace made a tiny noise, but sighed and went back to sleep immediately.
Part of Noah wanted to go back to sleep as well, but he was too awake now to manage it. Besides, he needed to know what had happened when he and Jace had skipped the celebrations in favor of their own version of celebrating.
A quick glance at Facebook showed him that Rafe had commented on one of the photos of him and Jace kissing, but had been shot down by an incredibly long comment thread that made Noah grin.
The team seemed to have had a lot of fun in their absence. Noah had half a dozen posts on his timeline—with various levels of drunken spelling mistakes—that gave him an overview of the evening, and reminded him that he absolutely had to attend the end-of-season party, because this was his and Jace’s win, too.
Brian had left him a note to tell Jace he was proud, which Noah would show him later.
His email notification told him that his mother had sent him something, and he almost didn’t open it up. At the last moment, though, he noticed that the preview started withI’m sorry, which was such a shock that he had to read it.
I’m sorry I doubted that you and Jace were the real thing. I should have known better. I can see that he loves you a lot and that you’re happy.
She went on to say that she was heading home and would love to see them for Christmas, though Noah wasn’t sure Jace would go for that. He laughed at the thought of telling him, the look on his face clear in his mind.
