“Yes! Please, I want that,” Ollie whined, his cock twitching and his hole clenching in need as he pressed his ass back.
“Unfortunately, I did not stash any lube in my sweatpants. I sort of assumed a liquid packet of any kind would be a bad thing to have in my pocket while sparring with you, regardless of what we got up to.” The man tsked as he continued to hump against his ass.
He huffed, but conceded, “Likely would have. Still—ah—” Ollie’s complaint was cut off on a moan, his cock leaking a drop of pre-cum when Noble reached a hand under him and gripped his still-contained prick. “That doesn’t mean we can’t still have fun, Baby.”
Whimpering when the man ground harder against him, Noble rubbing over his tight hole, Ollie started moving with him, rocking back into his thrusts while pressing into the hand that had begun to jerk him off through his clothes.
Chasing their release, it wasn’t long before their moans and heavy breathing began to echo around the room, while their movements grew faster and more frantic. His briefs wet with his own pre-cum, while his ass was slick with Noble’s, sweat dripped down Ollie’s back while the heat of Noble’s hot body consumed him.
His hole twitching along with his cock, Ollie’s sack began to pull close, as his body wound up tight like a cord. “I’m g-gonna—ah—I’m coming!” he cried out as that cord finally snapped.
Noble growled deeply in his ear, humping faster and harder against his hand as he jerked him through his release. His boyfriend came with a guttural grunt, just as Ollie’s cock released one last spurt of cum into his briefs.
He just continued to kneel there, ass up in the air, shuddering as Noble roughly ground against him, spurting cum over his lower back and into his crack. The sticky substance was being partly rubbed into his skin by his boyfriend’s body, while also sliding down and dripping onto his partly-removed pants and underwear.
Slowing to a stop once the aftershocks of his release had ended, Noble lifted himself off him, before flopping down onto the mat beside Ollie with a slightly tired grunt.
Taking a shuddered, calming breath, Ollie slowly stretched out and lay flat. When he peeked over at Noble, who was lying on his back, he found a far-too-smug smirk on the man’s face. With a smirk of his own, he cheekily said, “That was…nice?”
Noble scoffed, his eyes narrowing on him. “Just nice?”
Ollie giggled and continued to tease him. “Yes, perfectly nice—” He cut off on a squeal, squirming as his boyfriend began to ruthlessly tickle his sides.
Sitting there, cuddled in Noble’s lap, he was about to mention showering, as he was beginning to feel all sorts of ick about the cum currently drying in his briefs and on his skin, but Noble spoke first, sounding almost hesitant. “Would you consider hiring me as your bodyguard?”
“Bodyguard?” He blinked, glancing over his shoulder and frowning as a few concerning thoughts bubbled up. “Are you struggling to find work? Do you need money?!”
Noble winced, rushing to respond. “No! It’s not about money. I could retire now if I really wanted to. It’s just me finding a good excuse to stay near you, that would also make it easier for me to protect you.”
“Oh, okay,” he breathed, as warmth spread through his chest, before he giggled. “I…mean, sure?”
“Perfect,” Noble rasped, with a smile as warm as his heart felt right now.
Ollie’s face heated under the man’s gaze, which caused him to further melt after his sweet words.
Well, they had sounded sweet to him! Like, Noble wanted an excuse to stay near and protect him! Which was possibly the sweetest thing anyone—any partner, for sure—had ever said to him. In fact, he couldn’t actually recall much, if anything, sweet about his previous partners. It was almost as if he possibly hadn’t been that great at dating before Noble.
Though, he was sure it was less them and more him, and—he shook the bad thoughts from his head, and almost in a daze, repeated, “Perfect.” He blinked and added, “But I will be drawing up a contract because you need to be fairly compensated, even if you are my boyfriend.”
For some reason, Noble’s smile waned at that. “I mean, you don’t need?—”
“Don’t you dare say I don’t need to pay you,” Ollie huffed. “We’ll just have to figure out what times will officially count as you being on the clock.” He pursed his lips. “Though, I suppose, I could just pay you a day rate.”
Noble had regrets,and would fully admit that he possibly hadn’t thought the whole being Ollie’s bodyguard thing through. “Why don’t we just forget I mentioned it? It honestly feels like you would be paying me to stay near you, and I don’t need to be paid for that.”
Ollie wrinkled his nose. “I can see your point, but—OH! How about I pay you on the days that you physically need to protect me?”
He grimaced. “But I don’t need you to pay me to protect you. Really, it was just an excuse to stay with you and not take other jobs.”
Ollie hugged him with a giggle, but continued on as if he hadn’t heard a word Noble had said. “I’ll pay you when it feels like you are doing something bodyguard-ish, so you in fact do not have to take other jobs!”
Noble sighed. Yeah, he regretted bringing it upsomuch.
The witch just smiled in the face of his exasperation. “Anyway, as this is clearly an exercise in futility, why don’t we go do something constructive? Like shower, followed by…me making a Death Mark Mirror?”
He couldn’t stop the groan that came out as Ollie rushed through saying the last part. “Ollie, were the two fires yesterday and the day before not enough?”
“Okay, but I was really close that last time!” Ollie huffed defensively.
