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"We gotta get up, Noah"

"Don't Noah me. It's early." Noah whined “I’m baby”

"And what does time have to do with it?" Finn laughed.

"You're always extra sweet in the morning" Noah murmured with a pout.

Finn leaned up just enough to bite his pouty lower lip. "You're just... god... so fucking..."

"What?" Noah asked before placing a slow kiss over Finn's heart.

Finn flipped them over in one go, pining him on the mattress before he nuzzled their noses together.  "Adorable. Beautiful. Perfect. Hard to resist."

"And yet you're still resisting…" Noah teased

"We just sucked each other off...?"

"But I wan–" Noah smiled with a suggestive look in his eyes

"You want nothing. We gotta get going" Finn cut him and pressed a kiss to the side of his neck. “Now”

"Why such a rush?" Noah groaned.

"What? The lifts close early, like three o'clock, Noah”

"Stop Noah-ing me!" 

“Okay, then…” Finn grinned against his skin. "The lifts close early, like three o'clock, my ba-Noah"

"Fuck you. Get off me." Noah shoved at Finn's shoulders. 

"Isn't it too early to be sassy Noah?" Finn asked with a wide grin. He pressed a quick kiss on his cheek. 

"I'm gonna book a flight home. Right now."

"I'll just lock you in here. ‘Noah Schnapp was held hostage by his boyfriend in the French mountains’" Finn teased, voicing in a tone as a dramatic headline. He caught Noah's jaw with his hand and held him still for a second. "Now seriously. Breakfast?"

"I'll burn your toast if you Noah me one more time before ten o'clock" Noah said while keeping his lips in a pout. 

Finn laughed and the sound was muffled against his neck. He peppered small kisses along Noah's jawline and up toward his ear. "That’s my headline?"

“Oui”

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The car stopped into the parking lot of Courchevel 1850 slowly, tires pressing into packed snow that carried the marks of hundreds of cars before them, the surface uneven but firm enough that the motion felt steady under Noah’s grip. He drove a little further out, past the denser cluster of cars and people, choosing a place that still blended in but gave them enough distance that they wouldn’t be caught the second they stepped out.

He had already pulled his beanie lower over his forehead before the car even stopped, his jaw tucked slightly into the collar of his jacket, the fabric brushing against his lips as he exhaled, watching the cloud of his breath fade against the glass.

They moved in sync as they stepped out of the car. They worked together to get their skis and poles sorted without needing many words between them.

"Don't get too far ahead of me" Finn joked as he shouldered his skis.

"You know I can't promise that" Noah replied with a smirk. "I'm way better than you on this"

They started toward the lift line and kept their heads down and their collars up to avoid any unwanted recognition. The crowd was moving in a steady stream toward the mountain and Noah felt like just another body in a sea of colorful jackets.

Noah kept his chin slightly lowered, the edge of his beanie casting a shadow over his eyes while his collar stayed high enough to cover most of his face, it helped that everyone else looked the same in a way, wrapped up in layers, faces hidden behind goggles and helmets, movements focused on their own plans for the day, and for once Noah felt the relief of that anonymity settle into him without resistance.

"You’re going down first" Noah said, straightening up and brushing snow off his gloves.

Finn didn’t look up, finishing his adjustment before standing. "Why would I give you that advantage?"

Noah tilted his head, pushing his goggles down over his eyes. "So I can watch you lose."

Finn huffed a quiet sound, something between a laugh and disbelief. "You really think that’s how this is going to go"

"I know it is"

Finn stepped closer then, just enough that their skis almost crossed. "We’ll see"

They moved forward with the line, the lift swinging around behind them before they had time to think about it, and then they were seated, the bar dropping in place as the ground slipped away beneath them.

Once on the top, Noah pushed his goggles up for a second, pulling his scarf down just enough to breathe properly as he looked at Finn. "Best of three?"

"Hmm we can stop at two when I get first and second" Finn replied with a smirk that Noah could see even through the shadow of his helmet.

"In your dreams" Noah shot back as he pulled his scarf back up and secured his goggles.

They pushed off at the exact same time and the sudden rush of speed made Noah's stomach drop. The race was on and they were neck and neck as they took the first steep pitch of the mountain. He could see Finn in his peripheral vision and the dark silhouette was holding a dangerously efficient line.  Noah leaned further into his next turn and his gloved hand brushed the surface of the snow as he pivoted to keep his lead. 

The gap between them stayed small as they navigated a series of quick bends. Noah was giving it everything and he felt the familiar thrill of the chase. He thought he had the advantage at the final curve but Finn took an aggressive and internal line through a patch of powder and accelerated with a power that Noah couldn't match in the final stretch.

By the time Noah came to a halt in a cloud of white dust Finn was already standing there with his poles planted in the snow. He looked completely unbothered. "First one is mine" 

Noah pulled his goggles up and his chest rose and fell as he tried to catch his breath. "You cheated. You took the internal line."

"I took the faster line" Finn corrected and he reached out to brush a stray bit of snow from Noah's shoulder. "Ready to admit I am better at this yet?"

"Not even close, cheater" Noah muttered. "We still have two more rounds. Don't get ahead of yourself"

They headed back toward the lift for the second round and Noah didn't give Finn an inch of space. As soon as they reached the peak again Noah launched himself into the descent with a focus that pushed everything else aside. He took the curves with a sharp aggression and moved his body with a precision that left Finn trailing in his wake. When he crossed the finish line and sprayed a wave of ice over Finn’s boots he didn't hide his satisfaction. He stood tall and adjusted his gloves with a cocky tilt of his head while he waited for Finn to stop.

"I told you that the first one was a fluke." Noah said with a smirk 

Finn shook his head and cleaned his goggles. "I can't wait for you to lose the last one"

"Not happening" Noah replied.

"You’re the sorest loser I know" Finn said as they lined up for the final tiebreaker. "I need this win today."

"Sorry to disappoint but I’m not losing" Noah insisted. He checked his bindings one last time and made sure everything was locked tight. 

"This one is mine" Finn promised as he gripped his poles and looked down the steep pitch of the final run.

"It’s not" Noah whispered just as he prepared himself for the push. “Whoever loses, cook dinner?”

Finn adjusted his grip on his poles  "Baby, tell me one single time you ever cook when we're together?"

Noah didn't look away from the slope but a slow smirk developed on his face. "You like keeping me on the counter and getting me wine and kissing. It's not my fault you’re needy and clingy… and I… I just like being there available… for you"

"Oh no. No no. You're not gonna flirt your way down on this" Finn said with a short breath "I'm winning this"

Noah tilted his head toward him and the dark lenses of his goggles hid the mischief in his eyes but his grin gave everything away. "I could flirt my way down... down somewhere else. You know?"

Finn gripped his poles tighter and his posture went momentarily rigid against the cold wind. "Noah..."

"You're so easy" Noah teased. “Getting hard already?”

"Fuck you. If you wipe out because you're busy being a menace I'm not carrying you back" Finn warned 

"You'd carry me anywhere" Noah countered 

Finn made a quiet sound of amusement as he shook his head. "What do I do with you?"

They launched forward at the exact same moment and the world turned into a blur of white and blue. He took the steepest path through the trees and used every ounce of his strength to keep his momentum. He could feel Finn close behind him but Noah refused to give an inch. He navigated the final bend with a precision that sent a plume of ice into the air and he glided across the flat finish line several seconds before Finn.

Noah came to a graceful stop and leaned back on his skis with a triumphant look. He pulled his goggles up and waited with a smug expression as Finn finally skated toward him.

"You were saying?" Noah asked with a grin

Finn stopped beside him and his chest was moving as he tried to catch his breath. "You're such a fucker"

"And a winner" Noah said while he performed a small and arrogant spin on his skis. “Or should I say vainqueur?”

Finn laughed “How many french words have you learned for this trip?”

“A few” Noah shrugged

“Cocky” Finn rolled his eyes. “You win today, big baby. Not tomorrow, this is just day one”

"Who’s the sorest loser now?" Noah’s grin was permanent on his face by now.

“Pleurnicheur” Finn mumbled.

They moved from run to run as the afternoon sun began to dip lower and the competitive feeling between them softened into something more companionable. They found a groove in the movement of the mountain and carved through the slopes. As the temperature dropped they decided to head toward a small lodge tucked away from the main resort hub. It was a quiet wooden building with steam rising from the vents and a porch that overlooked the valley. 

“It’s so pretty here” Noah said softly, resting his chin in his palm as he looked outside

His curls were a complete mess from the helmet, soft dark strands falling over his forehead in uneven waves. A tiny smile sitting on his lips, barely there, really just there to make Finn's heart skip a beat. Eyes that went softer as he looked away from the window and into Finn's own. Dreamy.

“It really is” Finn smiled at him “What you feel like eating, baby?”

“Pain au chocolat” Noah said with his cocky smile and his new french accent “And espresso”

“Okay, pain au chocolat, baby boy” Finn laughed, couldn’t really handle the whole french thing going on, it was too much everything. Cute. Delightful. Blissful. Pretty. Hot. “I’m going for a croissant and hot cocoa”

“Ohhhh. Hot cocoa” Noah smiled wide, nodding happily “Yeah, order that”

“You know you can just order yours, right? You can get espresso and hot cocoa. You don’t have to drink my stuff all the time?” He teased, but it was a lie, he actually liked Noah taking everything that was his.

“Mean!” Noah slightly pouted “I just want a sip. Small one”

“Kidding. You can have mine” Finn winked at him “Whole thing if you want, my baby”

He was still fondly smiling at Noah’s little pout when the waitress approached with a polite smile, greeting them with a soft “Bonjour”

Noah immediately brightened, his people's smile breaking on his face“Bonjour! Ça va?” he asked in his careful French, making Finn bite back a smile.

The waitress smiled warmly at him. “Ça va bien, merci. Et vous?”

Noah looked absurdly proud of himself for understanding. “Très bien" he replied quickly before glancing at Finn with a smug little grin.

“Oh my god” Finn muttered under his breath. “You’re never shutting up about this now”

“Vous vous débrouillez très bien!” the waitress chuckled, genuinely charmed by his enthusiasm. “Qu'est-ce que je vous sers?”

"Oh... Now it's on you, Finn” Noah teased. Finn rolled his eyes, a fond smile breaking through anyway. 

"Un croissant et un chocolat chaud pour moi, s'il vous plaît" Finn gesture over to him "Et pour le petit Français ici, ce sera un pain au chocolat et un espresso"

The waitress’s eyes widened slightly in surprise "Ah, parfait! Je vous apporte ça tout de suite" she replied, clearly impressed, before turning to head back toward the counter.

“Hm, a bit of a show-off” rested his chin deeper into his palm, tilting his head with  a wide smile. He slid his feet forward under the table, tapping the toes of his boots against Finn’s shoes in a little kick. “But… so hot”

Finn hummed at him. “I agree”

Noah laughed softly, turning his gaze to outside for a split second and taking a deep breath before he swept it back to Finn. "This is the best trip we took together"

"Really?" Finn asked, leaning forward a little more. "Why?"

Noah shrugged "It's cozy and fun... pretty... house is pretty...no one cares about us here... "

Finn understood immediately. No constant staring. No phones subtly angled in their direction. No pretending not to notice people whispering while absolutely noticing it. Just snow gear, cold cheeks, messy hair, and being another random couple in the mountains.

"Not gonna mention me?" Finn questioned, widening his eyes and putting on a mock dramatic expression, pulling his hand to his chest 

Noah smiled, his eyes so fond it almost hurt "You're the best part of it. Always. Anywhere"

"Thanks" Finn grinned at him

"Thanks?" Noah laughed, shaking his head "Thanks?"

“Drama que–” Finn started, cutting himself as the waitress returned to their table, she  offered them another warm smile as she set everything down.

"Merci"  Noah said, giving her a polite nod. 

She replied with a quick phrase wishing them a good afternoon and walked away.

“Oh my god" Noah clasped his hands together "That looks amazing"

Finn laughed quietly. “You’re acting like you’ve never seen hot cocoa before”

"This one looks better than any" Noah pulled the mug closer with both hands immediately, eyes wide with excitement.

“It’s hot" Finn warned

“I know how hot cocoa works...?"

“You literally burned your tongue on risotto yesterday" Finn reminded him, a slow smirk spreading as he watched Noah gingerly tip the mug toward his lips anyway

"You burned my tongue" Noah shot back, pausing just before taking a sip to glare at him "You spoon feeded me boiling risotto to test the salt for you. That is entirely on you"

"Oh.. yeah. That's right," Finn admitted, a sheepish grin breaking across his face as the memory of Noah's betrayal face broke out with teary eyes.

Noah rolled his eyes "That is right"

"Sorry, mon cherie"

Noah sniffed dramatically before he focused on the mug again as he took a tiny sip, his eyes closing briefly as he savored it. When he pulled the mug away, a faint smudge of dark chocolate remained right on the middle of his upper lip before he licked away.

"Hmm. Your hot cocoa is really good" Noah said, a satisfied little hum following his words as he curled his fingers tighter around the mug

Finn stared at him, raising an eyebrow. "My hot cocoa is really good huh? Am I having espresso?"

"No" Noah slid the mug back to Finn "I was just sipping... but I want a bite of your croissant too"

Finn let out a soft snort "You have an entire pain au chocolat right in front of you"

"Yours looks fluffier" Noah argued, completely unbothered already picking it up.

Finn watched him take a bite, a few tiny crumbs instantly spilling on the table and some on his lips. It was impossible to be genuinely annoyed when Noah looked that content with bright green eyes, really forest green with the whole white weather and very pink cheeks. Finn took a sip of his drink while Noah chewed happily, looking out the window.

"We should come here for breakfast tomorrow"  Noah said as he brushed a stray crumb from the corner of his mouth.

"You're kidding me now?" Finn scoffed, setting his mug down with a short, incredulous breath. "I told you we should've come here today when we woke up!"

"But you woke me up in a very specific way" He gave Finn a thoroughly wicked look "You made us late"

"We're sleeping in different bedrooms tonight" Finn shot back, trying and completely failing to suppress the grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Never" Noah replied instantly "Not even taking naps on different couches this week. No. No. No"

Finn tilted his head, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Gonna crawl up to my bedroom?"

"Hmm... Wanna test it?" Noah challenged, a knowing smirk spreading across his lips. 

"Nop" Finn murmured, shaking his head.

Both of them laughed together. Both knew damn well none of them would make it even five minutes before they would bump into each other on the hallway.

Finn pulled his phone from his jacket pocket, checking the notification that just popped up "How mad will you be if I have to really take one, just one, phone call?"

Noah paused, his mug held halfway to his lips. "Work call?"

"Yeah.. some stuff for the album" Finn explained with slightly apologetic twist to his mouth

"Long call?"

"I don't know.. gotta run over some things" Finn admitted, leaning forward to look at him intently. "I'll make it up to you"

"That's fine, I guess" Noah said, his tone softening "Is it right now?"

"No.. I'll call them when we're back at the house"

"Okay"

They settle into some quiet conversation while eating, sharing about the past weeks they had been apart and other subjects. Noah even risked ordering another croissant in his new proud french, which was so endearing to watch that Finn wanted to almost cry.

By the time they were done, Noah decided they should check out all the pastries to take some home. He started to read all the names on the menu.

Noah stared at it for a second "Meeel... Mille-feuille? ... Tarte aux frammm... framboises. Tarte aux framboises" 

Finn laughed under his breath.

“Oh, this one is easy. Chouquette” Noah said proudly. 

“You won’t like that one” Finn shook his head leaning over a bit to look at the menu too. "Get the éclair au chocolat. Do they have it?"

"Yeah. They do" Noah murmured, tapping his finger on it.

Finn was so incredibly in love with his little French accent, the clumsy but sweet way he said the words. "What else can you say?"

"Ummm. Je m'appelle Noah, je suis à Courchevel avec mon petit ami" He paused, his gaze dropping to Finn’s mouth for a split second before rising back up to meet his eyes "Some bad words… in case you bother me, but I’m not saying them here. Umm… Bonjour, ça va. Bonsoir. Enchanté. Je voudrais un café… Merci" He broke in a smug smile "Oh! and très beau garçon”

Finn snorted, shaking his head immediately. “You absolutely didn't learn flirting before basic survival French”

“What?!” Noah defended himself “French people are very into flirting"

"Oh yeah?" Finn tilted his head "And which French guy are you planning on hitting on, Noah?"

"Excuse me?" Noah countered, raising his chin with his cocky face that always made Finn want to kiss him. "My boyfriend is fluent in French, in case you don't know"

"You're so stupid" Finn rolled his eyes

"Hmmm. There's more that I've learned. Wanna know?" Noah asked. Finn gave a small nod. "Come closer" Noah teased, crooking his finger in a small gesture for Finn to lean across the table. Noah leaned in the rest of the way, his green eyes sparkling closer now "Tu me donnes envie de t’embrasser" he whispered, his accent smoother right against Finn's skin before he pressed a kiss to Finn's cheek.

Finn froze for a fraction of a second, his skin tingling where Noah’s lips had just touched him. He stared at Noah, completely mesmerized, his own smile breaking out as he tried to process how unfair it was for Noah to be this effortlessly charming.

“And… There’s more” Noah bit his lip before he broke into a smile.

“Yeah..? Don’t tempt me yet” Finn shook his head, wanting to really kiss him whole right there. “Let’s check the wines and go?”

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“God” Noah slammed the door of the car shut “So fucking cold”

“Come. Come. Come” Finn opened his arms for him, waiting for him in front of the car

He wrapped his arms around Noah’s shoulder from behind, walking the distance from the driveway and into the house tangled. As they crossed the door the heat of the house was immediate, a sharp contrast from outside.

“So much better” Noah whispered, untangling himself from Finn to take his coat off.

Finn took his shoes off and coat before cupping Noah’s face and giving him a little kiss “I need to make that call, okay?”

“Okay… I’ll get the wine and stay with you” He wrapped his arms around Finn’s neck

Finn immediately kissed him again “Sunroom?” 

“Snowroom” Noah’s lips were still trembling a little

“Fair… but we can light the fireplace” He tightened his hold on Noah’s waist, pulling him flush and almost lifting him up a bit from the floor “Got a pink nose… like a baby bunny”

“Stop” Noah scrunched his nose.

Finn smiled “That’s even bunny-er of you”

Noah cupped his face, his hands were cold, colder than Finn’s cheeks, but he didn’t care at all as he leaned down, sealing both cold lips together. He moved his lips, parting Noah's mouth and Noah met him easily, opening up, his tongue brushing against Finn’s warmly. Finn swallowed the small breath Noah gasped into his mouth, his body softening in Finn's hold. The chill from outside dissolved on both. 

The kiss grew deeper but slow as they tilted their heads to press deeper into the other, lips sliding together, little noises spilling out of them. Noah’s lips were soft now, completely warmed up, moving in perfect sync with Finn’s, sucking his bottom lip before his tongue immediately slid back into Finn’s mouth.

Finn let out a groan before he broke the kiss just half of an inch “I… need to call them”

Noah nodded, lips so close that his lips were brushing Finn’s up and down. The nod meant nothing, Finn was the one chasing back again, even more eager now. Couldn't really help himself. He pressed his body fully against Noah’s, trapping him against the wall next to the entryway and Noah was so loose and pliable to it, he only gasped and let out a tiny giggle. His hands moving from Finn's face to wrap around his neck, fingers tangling into the hair. 

Finn slid his tongue deep into Noah’s mouth, seeking his tongue and sliding gently on it until Noah was whimpering against his lips. Noah melted to it, tilting his head back against the wall to deepen it even more and suck on Finn's tongue until he was groaning to it.

"My life" Finn murmured against his lips. Noah didn’t answer “My baby?”

“Hm?”

"I need to–" Finn tried to say, the words breaking apart as Noah captured his bottom lip again, tugging it between his teeth gently, completely derailing the thought

"I know" Noah breathed out, the warm puff of his breath hitting Finn's lips. 

"Can't stop" His mouth chased Noah’s back down, sealing their lips together again

"I know" Noah whispered right into the kiss “Just–”

“I have to–” Finn muttered against his mouth, but he took no action, keeping their mouths locked, his tongue playing with Noah's

"Okay" Noah breathed into the small fraction of space when Finn paused to catch his breath, only for Finn to instantly close the gap again

"Don't want to" his lips brushing against Noah's as he spoke, refusing to lose the  contact for even a second. The urge to drop everything and carry Noah straight to the bedroom was eating him alive.

"Me neither" Noah was breathless, but he pulled Finn closer

Finn huffed "Fuck my life" his complaint completely muffled against Noah's mouth "I really need to" He broke the kiss only to bury his face in the crook of Noah’s neck and suck his skin right below his ear “You make my life impossible” he kissed the red blooming skin

“I’m just following you” Noah was bending his head, giving Finn more room

“And I’m obsessed with you so… that’s a bad idea” Finn mumbled against his skin.

"Go then... don't want you calling them tomorrow" Noah murmured, his voice fading into a breathless sigh as he tilted his head even further, completely offering up his neck while his fingers loosely combed through Finn’s hair

Finn trailed his way back to Noah’s lips, placing dozens of kisses there but not letting it deepen. “Okay…” he kissed again “I’m gonna..” ke kissed one more time “Go” he kissed Noah’s mole.

“Be there in a sec” Noah whispered, his lips parting slightly against the lingering pressure of Finn's mouth before they finally, completely separated.

Finn pulled away completely with a rough exhale, his hand trailing down Noah’s arm one last time before he finally turned away. He walked all the way into the house, towards the sunroom, which as Noah called was really a snowroom. It was a glass walled and ceiling room, with a huge couch, fluffy grey rug and a fireplace. 

He switched on the fireplace and warm light immediately flickered across the room. 

He dropped onto the edge of the large couch, pulling his phone out as he tried to get his breathing back to normal. His lips still felt hot and slightly tingling, or that was actually just the effect of missing Noah's lips there, where they belong.

He dialed the number twice before the line clicked.

"Hey" He dropped onto the edge of the couch, clearing his throat and leaning his elbow on his knee. "Yeah, sorry for the delay.  Look, I wanted to go over the block booking for Pachyderm Studios, Bear Creek or Le Studio. We need at least three solid weeks for the live tracking, better if it’s four actually, just to make sure”

A floorboard creaked in the hallway, and Finn looked up just as Noah walked in, already changed into sweatpants, a loose t-shirt and his glasses. He had a wine bottle in one hand and two crystal glasses precariously caught between his fingers in the other one. His hair as if possible was even messier now.

He padded across the room, setting the glasses down on the coffee table, pouring the wine first and then smiling at Finn as he sank straight down in front of the fireplace.

"Finn? You there?" 

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm listening" Finn murmured into the phone, his focus was entirely gone, watching Noah lie down on the rug scrolling through his phone.

Finn furrowed his brows, half listening to the voice on the line as he quietly slipped off the edge of the couch and crawled up closer to Noah. He looked so warm and soft. Noah didn't even look up from his screen, but a small smirk tugged on his lips. Finn leaned his back against the side of the couch, extending one leg out. He began to draw slow lines with his toes against Noah's sock foot.

"Right, so about the tracking room" His assistant continued, oblivious to the fact that Finn was currently distracted by his boyfriend’s feet. "If you guys choose Pachyderm, the vintage Neve board is locked in for the first week of next month. But if you want Bear Creek, we have to negotiate. Which way are you leaning?"

Finn cleared his throat, his eyes locked onto the way the orange light caught the edges of Noah’s face, his jaw shining in an orange glow. "Pachyderm is the priority here, Le is the second, Bear Creek is just in case we can't find a schedule gap"

Noah sat up to sip at his wine for a moment, still scrolling through his phone, probably going through the tons of pictures of the day. As he looked at Finn, the whole left side of his face was lighted in amber flicks, his eyes were usually darker at night, pupils blown and the green faded into a dark hazel, but as the fire caught on it, the hazel popped, really in a honey color. It was hypnotic.

“Finn?”

The flames were also hitting Noah's face perfectly, washing over his skin and turning his usual light-pink cheeks into a gleaming rose-gold, almost. It was absolutely breathtaking. 

"Finn? You cutting?"

"Sorry... I.. didn't catch you... said" Finn’s breath caught in his throat.

"I said Pachyderm already sent their schedule. They're free for three weeks, but they're booked for three days for an indie band. Do you want me to buy out their session time? We can negotiate. Or, do you think you can finish in twenty one days?"

Noah lay down again, closer now and almost sideways with Finn but in opposite directions. He smiled, just a tiny smile that showed just the tips of his bunny teeth as he picked his phone back and wandered his foot up through Finn's arm, rubbing it on his neck, teasing. He was entirely shameless about it, his toes pushing Finn’s chin up.

"Try to buy them out... how's Le's schedule, do we know?" Finn asked, his voice tightening slightly as he leaned forward. He caught Noah’s foot, biting down on his instep over the sock. He rolled his eyes hard at him, a clear warning to stop being a brat, but Noah only chuckled. "I like them too, it's just... Montreal is harder to match with Noah's schedule, less flights"

"Le Studio is wide open for the whole month, actually. But the travel logistics for the mixing crew will add another ten grand to the budget"

Noah grinned at the mention of his name, blowing Finn a silent kiss as he slowly dragged his foot down, letting his toes slide off Finn's shoulder and down the middle of his chest. He left his foot resting right over Finn's heart, his toes curling slightly into the fabric of his shirt.  

"Then work on buying out Pachyderm. Pay whatever is needed to get the extra week" Finn’s hand moved automatically, his fingers wrapping around it, his thumb pressing into the arch, tracing circles against the wool. "I don't want to deal with the extra travel expenses for the crew if we don't have to, and staying closer to home makes things a lot easier for everyone"

"Makes sense. I'll call their management tonight and see what kind of number gets them out of the space. Now, assuming we get the full four weeks at Pachyderm, do you want to bring that guy from Chicago? Or are you relying on the house tech?"

Noah tilted his head, his glasses slipping down his nose as a challenge sparked in his eyes. He slowly pulled his foot free from Finn’s grip, sliding it further down Finn's stomach. Finn shot him a look, his eyebrows drawing together in a warning 'don't do it'. It did nothing, if so, Noah’s grin actually widened. He didn't ignore it, he took it further.  He pushed his foot all the way down, pressing down onto Finn's lap.

Finn wasn’t really hard, but he was somewhat always a bit hard with Noah around. But things would always heat up fast. Faster than his brain could follow. Noah rubbed his foot right against the center of him, making Finn's entire lower half tighten up instantly.

A sharp breath caught in Finn’s throat, his spine locking straight against the base of the couch. His hand came down fast, gripping Noah’s ankle to pull him off, but Noah flexed his toes, curling them right into the crease of Finn's thigh to stay exactly where he was. He shook his head, as if he was the one who would decide. Cause he really was the one who would decide. Could Finn ever say no? No. Could Finn be strong enough to pull him out? No. Did Finn want to do it? Also no, big no. 

"Finn? You there?"

Noah pushed his foot down harder, grinding his heel, making Finn get harder by the second, his jeans now already straining against the sudden growth.

Finn stared, completely frozen, as Noah casually tossed his phone onto the rug. Noah didn't look away from him for a single second as he slowly slid his own hand down the front of his sweatpants, fingers slipping beneath it, moving in slow strokes that Finn could see clearly. 

That was it. That was the exact moment Finn's jeans became too tight. 

Noah watched the change happen in Finn's face, his lips parting slightly as he mouthed just between them "Ouvre-le"

Finn's mind went completely blank, he was sure he was gonna die by the end of the week if Noah kept with his little french insights. His fingers were clumsy, acting on their own as he opened the button and tugged his zipper down. He didn't pull the pants down, just let the denim part wide enough to relieve the pressure.

"Finn?" the assistant's voice was practically begging now. "The tech? Chicago or the house guy?"

“Bring the guy from Chicago. Same one from Happy Birthday" Finn managed to say, his tone coming out a little lower and a bit rougher than he intended. He cleared his throat hard, his eyes locked onto the wicked little smile spreading across Noah's face. "I don't wanna cheap on it. Just pay whatever"

Noah slid his foot directly on the opening, pressing his foot flat against the hard length of Finn's cock standing up inside his boxers where it was trapped flat against his own stomach, held tight by the waistband of his boxers. He curved his arch over the shape and began to slide his foot up and down, applying a heavy pressure. Finn took a deep breath, exhaling a blow onto his own chest, in a stupid attempt to ground himself. 

“Finn? The check. Can I backup funds just to hold Le Studios? They need it by tomorrow to hold the room" 

"Oh god" Finn muttered, the words slipping out in a gasp as Noah pressed a bit more.

Noah licked his lips, his hand wasn't moving under his pants anymore, he was just holding himself, Finn could see it through the fabric. He gripped the edge of the couch, desperate to keep himself from leaning down and devouring Noah right then and there.

"It's fine, man. I'm sure we can buy out at Pachyderm, but just in case since that's your second choice" the assistant continued

"Yeah... sure" Finn choked out, his eyes widening as Noah pressed a bit harder right over the head. “Cash whatever, it’s… fine”

"Great, I'll process the backup deposit for Montreal first thing in the morning. Now, regarding the Teletronix LA-2A compressors. Should I rent those out of Minneapolis, or do you want me to check the local suppliers closer to the studio?"

"Oh... shit... I forgot... we... Fuck" Finn choked as Noah pressed down harder, his heel grinding firmly into the base of his cock. Finn took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a second, his heart rate was over the edge "Okay. I forgot we had to go over all the equipment… Just.. Minneapolis. Get… Minneapolis"

Noah suddenly pulled his foot away entirely. 

Finn breathed out, a long exhale hitting his own chest as he watched Noah take his hand out from his pants and began to crawl over to him like a devious cat, eyes  locked onto Finn's face.

"The Minneapolis vendor usually has the better maintained vintage gear. But the shipping fees for those are high" 

Noah slid right onto Finn's lap, straddling his thighs with his knees on either side of Finn's hips. His sweatpants  bulge pressed  directly against Finn's half-exposed cock, standing out of his boxers. He leaned in close, silently kissing Finn's bottom lip, before he lazily trailed warm kisses along Finn’s jawline. All very quiet, really with the grace of a cat.

Finn groaned right into Noah's mouth, his hips jerking up completely on instinct, burying his hard dick into Noah's crotch.

"Rent... rent the ones from... Minne-Minneapolis" Finn gasped out against Noah's lips, his free hand flying to grab Noah's waist to hold him still. "Don't care about the fees. Just lock them in"

Finn's head hit the back of the couch, his whole body shaking as Noah's ass ground down hard against him while he kept quietly kissing his jaw.

"Finn? Man, I keep losing you. Ok for Minneapolis. And about the vintage Neumann U47 tube mic? The owner wants a separate deposit too. Is that okay?"

Before he could squeeze out a word, Noah slid his lips back up to Finn's mouth, capturing his lips in a deep kiss. He slid his tongue straight inside, slick and warm, swirling it against Finn's tongue with a lazy stroke that made Finn's stomach drop. Noah's hips rolled forward at the same time. Finn couldn't help it, his mind completely drained out as he sucked hard on Noah's tongue.

"Finn? You there? Do we take the Neumann or not?" the assistant called out again, sounding slightly confused by the long silence, or hopefully silence. He didn't want anyone in the world to hear Noah's breathy wet noises

They kept kissing, Noah's mouth completely consuming Finn's focus, his free hand was already gripping Noah's waist under the shirt, squeezing hard to force Noah's ass down even harder.

"Finn?" Came from the phone

Noah slowly pulled his mouth away, dragging his tongue right up Finn's jawline, licking a hot trail all the way up to his earlobe. He nipped the skin there, his hot breath blasting directly into Finn's ear.

"Je te veux" Noah whispered right by his ear.

A violent shiver ripped straight through Finn's entire body, he didn't bother answering the phone. Finn slammed his thumb down on the screen, cutting the call mid-sentence, and let the phone slip from his hand blindly.

Finn immediately tangled his fingers into Noah's hair, gripping the strands tight and forcing his head back "Say that again"

Noah tilted his face up, his glasses slipping slightly down his nose as a smug smile spread across his lips. He didn't look intimidated at all by the rough grip in his hair. He stared directly into Finn's eyes, his chest heaving with quick breaths.

"Je te veux" Noah repeated, the words coming out as a wicked purr right against Finn's face.

"God" Finn muttered  "You're a fucking tease"

Noah chuckled as he intentionally ground hard again. "Your jeans are rough"

Finn grinned, shaking his head. "They're not. You just want to feel me" 

He gripped Noah’s waist and forced him to grind down. Noah smiled, nodding as a tiny moan escaped him. Noah leaned in for a tiny kiss on his lip before trailing his mouth down Finn’s neck. He licked a wet path up to Finn's ear.

"I said your jeans are rough" Noah whispered, biting down sharply on Finn's earlobe. "Did you hear me, love?"

Finn laughed, shaking his head, but he lifted his hips, pushing upward while Noah stayed perched on his lap. Noah moaned at the sudden friction. Finn shucked his pants down to his knees and kicked them away, leaving his legs bare and his cock springing free, thick and pulsing between them.

"Better?"

"Much better" Noah whispered.

Finn didn't give him a chance to say anything else before he pulled him down to a possessive kiss. It was a hard, crushing clash of lips and teeth as Finn began feasting on him, mouthing his chin and throat. He was being messy, drooling over Noah, sucking his skin, following the vibration of Noah’s moans through the skin.

“Driving me fucking crazy” Finn breathed out right by his ear

“You’re a weak man, Wolfhard” Noah tilted his head, exposing his other side to Finn, a silent ask “Can’t take a little tease on the phone?”

“I just spent thousand of dollars cause of you distracting me” Finn gripped the collar of his shirt, tugging it down to give him more skin to suck on “Not even sure I need a U47 mic for real”

“Now you do” Noah tugged his hair with one hand, lifting his face up as the other hand cupped Finn’s cheek, lips searching for his. “Kiss”

They kissed roughly, Finn wanted to devour him really, every inch of skin, every noise. But he also wanted it to last forever. Finn slowed down and Noah followed him, they didn’t really need to talk much, their bodies would just always match. They kept it intense, need spilling out of their whines and groans, but none of them fastened it.

“Kiss so wine-y” Finn mumbled into his mouth

“Yeah? Good?”

“It’s a good wine” Finn smiled, biting on his bottom lip gently

Noah chuckled “It’s a good wine?”

“Good wine” Finn hooked his fingers on the hem of Noah’s shirt, pulling it up his head before plunging back onto his lips “Perfect kiss”

Noah giggled, arching his back to mold to Finn’s body “Cheesy” 

“Shameful” Finn shook his head, should be ashamed, but really wasn’t, too head over heels for him. He had his hands wandering Noah’s back, his skin soft and heated by the fire, muscles contracting and relaxing with the movements

“Charming” Noah was tracing kisses on his jaw “You should drink some”

“You want me drunk, yeah?” Finn had his arm already stretching behind Noah. He ignored both glasses, reaching the wine bottle and bringing it to them. He drank right out of the bottle, eyes fixed on Noah before he hooked his thumb over Noah’s chin, gripping his jaw and opening his mouth “Avale”

Noah parted his lips and Finn poured the wine carefully in there, watching in slow motion the red liquid filling his mouth, his lips already burning red from the wine and kissing. Time stopped for him to watch Noah swallowing, his throat moving right under Finn's hand.

A tiny drop escaped the corner of his mouth, staining his bottom lip and running down his chin. Finn pulled his face close, licking the drop from his chin, ending up with a small kiss.

“Sage” Finn whispered as he pulled back

Noah didn’t give him any second, he chased back, crushing their lips together, kissing slow and wet. He tasted so sweet it was overwhelming, like a sugary incantation, locking Finn into allure. He had absolutely nothing else in his mind besides Noah-Noah-Noah-Noah-Noah-Noah-Noah-Noah-Noah-Noah. He settled the wine bottle back on the coffee table blindly, his hand coming back to Noah’s waist, squeezing the skin, his whole left side warmed up by the fire. Finn let his hand explore him, sliding up his ribs, back to his shoulder blades, down again to his waist, down his hip bones.

They kissed nonstop, wet smack noises around them, mixing with the whimpers and little moans. Noah’s hot puff of air out his nose was hitting the skin on Finn’s cheek, getting faster as his hand slid down, wrapping around Finn’s cock. Finn let out a grunt into his mouth, winning Noah’s horny smile, one that always came with a ‘got ya’ little gasp, he wasn’t stroking or pumping, just holding and smearing the precum over the head, thumbing it over and over again. 

He stopped his work to pull Finn’s shirt off, before he pulled his body back, but brought Finn with him, pulling together with one hand tangled in his hair as he reached the wine bottle with the other one. 

“Baby?” Noah whispered into the kiss

“Hm?”

“Don’t tell anyone…” He broke the kiss, licking a path through Finn’s cheek up to his ear “We’re ruining this rug” he whispered

He didn’t go back to the kiss, he tugged slightly on Finn’s hair mid-smile. Finn couldn’t give a single fuck about the rug, if Noah wanted to break the whole house he’d do it. Finn opened his mouth willingly, he sucked air in as he watched Noah move the bottle, not towards his mouth, but towards his own for a moment. He slowly dragged his tongue around the glass rim of the bottle, staring directly into Finn's eyes.

“N'avale pas” Noah whispered while he drizzled some wine into Finn's mouth. Finn had no thoughts or heartbeats. Nothing. 

Finn did as told, he didn’t swallow, he waited for a second, staring at Noah as he unhurriedly parted his lips, his tongue poking out just a bit with his mouth wide open, his eyes had a pleading shimmer all over them. The slow motion was over as Finn tangled his hand on Noah’s hair, tilting both their torsos to the side, lowering Noah’s to his as he let the wine from his mouth to rain down to Noah’s. Finn pulled back just rough to watch his throat bobbing as he swallowed. Finn’s breath hitched once before he sealed their mouths again.

Kissing frantically this time, hungry for him, flooded in wine and desire. His tongue deep brushing against Noah’s, muffling his little moans. Noah still had one hand tangled in Finn’s hair and the other hooked over his shoulders, finger digging into the skin, holding a bit now. Finn kept his arm holding Noah’s back, hand locked in his hair too, but he let his other hand run around, feeling Noah’s abs muscles contracted by his position.

His other hand wandered all the way down, palming Noah’s cock. Hot, hard and wet, even over his sweatpants. He just pressed it down to hear Noah moaning into his mouth and his body falling apart in his arms. He pulled himself and Noah back to vertical positions, not breaking the kiss for even a second, they were both out of breath, but both also thirsty for the other, not able to stop any second.

Noah covered Finn’s hand with his own, trying to force his fingers to curl around him. Finn let out a smile in their kiss, but didn’t budge, he only pressed his palm harder. Noah whined, aching for it. 

“Shhhhh” Finn whispered, breaking the kiss to bend Noah a bit and lick from his chest up to the corner of his lips, where the wine had spilled painting a purple path on his skin “We need more wine… soon”

“Yeah?” Noah rolled his head to the side, offering his neck “Kitchen”

Finn let the skin he was sucking on his neck go with a soft ‘pop’ “So far” He nipped Noah’s earlobe “But… kinda need to taste it from you..” he dragged his tongue across his jaw “Over and over”

Finn grabbed the bottle again, pouring it straight into Noah’s mouth, he was careful with it, pouring just a little, eyes fixed on his, he didn’t have to say anything, Noah held it in his mouth, waiting for a second until Finn slammed his mouth to his, sealing their lips in a tight lock, the bottle still in his hand as they slurred their tongues in that wine river, spilling all over their chins and necks, they didn’t care. Finn sucked hard on Noah's tongue, swallowing his wine-spit while Noah whimpered into the wet mess of them, his hips jerking upward and down, grinding against Finn's again.

A dark stream of wine was tracing over them, Noah broke the kiss, hunting the trail on Finn’s chest and neck with his tongue, warm and soft licking the wine up, all the way back to Finn’s lips, lapping the corner of it before crushing them back again, his tongue messily stroking Finn’s.

“If you plan on getting up…” Noah gasped, grinding down and cutting himself with a moan “Gotta go… fast” He whimpered as Finn forced him down again “Or… you’re not going…” he grinded again “at all”

A devious smile tugged in Finn’s lips “So needy…” he wrapped his hand on Noah’s cock over the fabric of his pants, and watched as his lips parted in a loud moan “...and loud” 

“Baise-moi” Noah whispered, his fingers tightening on Finn's bare shoulders

“God… Noah!” Finn bit down his jawline “Gonna fucking kill me”

Both his hands slid down to Noah’s ass, under the pants, gripping his skin hard, grinding him again, both breaking out in moans before Finn took one of his hands out and slapped him over the fabric.

“Up” he squeezed Noah again, one hand in and one over, broth gripping him hard enough to leave finger marks “Come on”

Noah whined but he complied to it, rolling to the side. He settled on his knees beside Finn, taking his fogged-up glasses off and placing them on the table. Finn watched him for a second. His lips were so swollen and red from kissing and wine that they had a deep cherry color, his cheeks were so flushed they looked like they were burning, his eyes completely dark, no hazel or green in sight. 

“Oops” Noah pouted, looking down at his own knee pressed into the rug right beside a spreading purple stain of wine

“Oh, well…” Finn shrugged, he cupped Noah’s face to kiss him one last time before he had to stand up “It’s worth the price”

Noah chuckled, echoing through the glass around them, almost like lighting up the whole place, or felt like it. Finn almost gave up on the wine, on everything, just wanting to really lie down onto him and kiss him whole, not let go for a second. But he wanted to take his time too. He forced himself to walk out, leaving behind a glass-wine-chugging Noah. 

This will be fun. Was the last thing he thought as he left the snowroom. He was fast to it, walking to the kitchen and grabbing two other bottles from what they had bought, then to the living room getting the lube they had left there the night before. He was back in the room and switching the main light off in a couple of minutes. Noah furrowed his brows at him.

“We have the fireplace light already… it’s cozy” Finn shrugged, placing the wines down. His real idea was to watch all the orange glow dance around Noah’s body. He didn’t want the main light to erase that.

The very moment Finn turned around, Noah was there. Right in front of him, on his knees, looking up with a smug face and head tilted, as if he wasn’t sure he could have what he wanted. A joke. Mocking Finn, as if he’d ever say no to him. 

Very teasingly and with hungry eyes he pressed a kiss to the underside, Finn hummed to it and Noah kept making his way to the head with kisses.

“Eyes closed, mouth open” Finn said before Noah could close his lips around him

One of his hands automatically, like muscle memory, went to hold Noah’s jaw, right under his cock. The sight of Noah’s mouth just there, under him, tongue playing softly with his skin, lips crimson and stretched open was maddening. He poured the wine slowly over his cock, letting it run down the length of him before falling into Noah’s mouth. Noah hummed to it as he swallowed, Finn felt the vibration and movement of Noah’s throat on his hand. Noah didn’t open his eyes as he closed his mouth around the head and sucked on it.

“Fuck” Finn groaned in a breath that hitched in him

Noah’s hands came up, palming the outsides of Finn's thighs pulling him closer and closer as he pushed his cock in deeper and deeper, slowly and greedy. Until Finn felt his own cockhead under his grip on Noah's throat. It was tight, so tight that Finn's entire body shook at the feeling and his moan echoed around them, hitting every glass wall and the ceiling before reflecting back to them in the middle of the room. 

Finn’s hold in the bottle was so tight his knuckles hurt, gripping it for dear life. At every squeeze of Noah’s throat he’d tight his 

Noah's throat was squirming around his dick, he kept pushing in, even with tears falling from his eyes until his nose was buried in dark curls at the root of Finn’s length. He was moaning, muffled by Finn’s cock, but still moaning all around, the sound pulsing through Finn’s whole body, from the tip of his cock and out to every direction of him.

“Jesus fuck, No-ahhhhh!” His ‘Noah’ became a high pitched groan as Noah glided his cock out, the friction of it so intense, so warm and so impeccable. It was hard to hold still, hold anything. “God, Noah... sto– fuck, w-wait”

Noah hummed and took it all out, sucking at the tip twice before releasing it all with a ‘pop’ noise “More”

Finn took a deep breath, his temples were pulsing at the sheer intensity of all going in his body. He swallowed hard before he lift the bottle again, he also took his hand from Noah’s neck, moving to hold his own dick “Just the tip this time… or you’re gonna fucking kill me for real”

Noah chuckled, rubbing his chin under the tip before opening his mouth wide again. Finn repeated just as before, the wine spilling over his cock and flowing into his mouth. 

This time Noah kept his eyes on Finn and closed his mouth on his dick before swallowing, a bit of the liquid spilling on the corners of his mouth, drawing purple traces on his skin. The almost cold wine was sloshing inside his mouth, contrasting sharply with the warmth of his tongue. If Finn thought he was gonna be dead by Noah’s throat closing around him, just the tip was clearly not gonna keep him alive either. 

Noah’s tongue was playing with it, swirling inside before it lapped on his crown as he swallowed the wine down. 

“Shit–” Finn growled.  “You're… driving” he watched as Noah bobbed his head, down to where Finn’s hand was allowing “Driving me insane… fuck”

Noah just hummed to it, a wet and muffled hum, as he lazily swirled his tongue again and again. Finn’s eyes were pinned to the sight of Noah looking up at him, chin dripping with dark wine, lips red as berries. His hips twitched as Noah’s tongue swirled around his crown again. 

“Noah… fuck, I think– think that’s enough, my b-baby” Finn choked out as Noah sucked on it harder. “Noah.. I swear… fucking shit– Ah!”

Noah twisted his tongue under the head again before he opened his mouth letting it slide out. He stood up, grabbing the bottle from Finn’s hand

“Hmmm, so desperate" He said with the widest smug smile on his face.

“You… jesus fuck” Finn exhaled a breath before he gripped Noah’s hair, tilting his face up and licking over his neck up to the corners of his mouth, where the wine had spilled, staining his skin. 

Their lips met again, he could taste himself, Noah and wine all in Noah’s tongue. He kissed consuming Noah, whirling his tongue deep, swallowing Noah’s whimpers while his hand gripped his waist, pulling Noah’s against him, fusing their bodies. Noah wandered his hands up to the back of Finn’s neck, resting both there, one still holding the bottle, the glass cold between Finn’s shoulder blades, sending a shiver down. Or that was actually Noah, couldn’t really tell.

He broke the kiss trailing down on Noah’s neck, he licked Noah’s jaw all the way from under his chin up to his ear and then went down in a line, kissing the side of his neck, stopping to suck his soft skin. He kissed all the way to the point of his shoulder, being nurtured by Noah’s little whimpers as his tongue traced his skin. He licked a path from his collarbone all the way to the other shoulder before he went down, falling on his knees and watching from under as Noah took the bottle to his mouth, drinking from it. 

Finn didn’t sit on his heels, he stood tall on his knees, his face aligned with Noah’s ribs as he went back savoring his skin, gripping his waist and kissing, biting and licking all over his abs muscles. He lowered his grip, sliding it down until he held onto Noah’s hipbones. He sank down, sitting on his heels and pressed his face down on Noah’s crotch, rubbing it over his covered cock, from side to side, outlining Noah’s cock with his nose, mouth and chin. Noah’s hand found his hair, he wasn’t gripping or guiding it, just fingers tangled and playing with the strands of hair while he sipped on the wine over and over between little whimpers.

The heat of him was seeping so much through the fabric that it felt as if it was thin, it wasn’t, his skin was just blistering in lust. Finn hooked his fingers on the waistband, yanking the pants and boxers down his leg, his cock hitting Finn’s face, hot, wet and hard. Noah let out a whine while sipping more wine.

Finn completely ignored the dick standing tall in front of him, kissing all around it. He started at the top of Noah’s thigh and his v-line. Followed by a lick to his other v-line and down to the top of his thigh again before he licked his cock from the base to tip. He watched as Noah’s head fell back and a moan tore out of him. Finn didn’t take him in, going back to kisses again, all over his groin. He kept watching Noah until he was facing down, looking deep into Finn’s eyes and smiling.

He placed the bottle opening right onto his upper abdomen, in the middle, where he had a deep groove running down his torso. He looked at Finn with a brow lifted and a wink. Finn bit his bottom lip before sealing his lips against the dip above Noah’s navel, patient, thirsty, waiting as Noah tipped the bottle just enough for the wine to spill from the opening in a stream down the hollow line of his abdomen, running sweet and warm before flowing into Finn’s mouth.

Or most of it, some spilling out as well. But the spectacle that was watching Noah from above, his lips parted, face lit in warm-flames light waving across it and lethal eyes gazing back at Finn, was really other-worldly. He looked overpoweringly beautiful, completely consuming the space between them, holding Finn captive under a stare so viciously intense it tore the air right out of Finn’s lungs.

Finn swallowed the wine, so crazy and lost into Noah's spell he could swear it tasted sweeter now that it had skimmed over his skin, bringing his sweetness down. He didn't say a word as he let his hands slide from Noah's hip bones down to the inside of his thighs, parting them just a bit wider, his eyes locked onto Noah's as he deliberately dragged his wet chin straight up the underside of Noah's pulsing length.

He padded his middle finger over Noah’s hole as his mouth took him in, his lips tightly around the wet crown and sucking hard. Noah instantly melted to it, his hand gripping Finn’s hair as he rested the bottle on his shoulder. Noah tasted unbelievably sweet mixed with the wine coating his tongue. It was delicious and intoxicating. Finn pressed his lips tighter around him, his mouth sliding down until he could feel Noah deep in his throat and his face buried in his skin, feeling his faint hair there.

“Fu–ah! f-fuck” Noah moaned loud

He lived for those noises. The high pitched whimpers and desperate, muffled moans from above were like fuel, driving him to be even more ruthless. He kept the pad of his finger just rubbing the rim of his entrance, teasing it. The skin burning hot, soft and yielding around his fingertip. 

The texture of Noah's skin inside his mouth was incredibly soft, yet tight and pulsing with blood, radiating a feverish warmth that made Finn's own cock throb fiercely. Every time Finn swirled his tongue around the crown or sucked hard on the underside, a broken whimper would echo through the glass room, going straight to Finn's gut, destroying whatever sanity he had left.

“Bab– baby, in” Noah gasped “In, baby. Fin-ger in”

Finn hummed, he could feel the frantic twitching of Noah’s cock right against his throat, a thick and hardening weight that seemed to grow even hotter with every bob of his head. Finn followed what he wanted, pushing his finger in, just a bit, feeling him even hotter inside, he was really searing inside. 

“Ah–! – Yeahhh” Noah whimpered “Yes… ah… baby, Finn-nn” 

When Finn opened his eyes, he saw Noah’s whole body was shaking against him, his skin covered in a fine layer of sweat that gleamed orange under the fireplace flames. Finn stopped bobbing his head, working on keeping his finger hooking in inside as Noah started to buckle his hips back and forth, his grip on Finn’s hair now tighter as he fucked his face, moaning uncontrollably, the sound fluttering around merged with Finn’s groans.

“Fuck” Noah whispered as he shoved his dick down to the limit, the tip blocking Finn’s airway down his throat. “Baby.. lo-ve.. my–love, wanna c-ome like this. Can… I?”

Stupid question. As if there was anything he couldn’t do, really. Finn didn’t change anything, didn’t hum, didn’t moan, didn’t move. He stayed, but he moved his free hand that had been just gripping Noah’s hips and closed it around the bottle on his shoulder, taking it away from Noah’s hand and placing it on the floor.

Noah understood immediately, letting go of it. His free hand finding the place it belonged now: gripping Finn’s hair with his other one.

He took almost all of it out and Finn widened his throat as Noah shoved it back, all the way in while a blaring moan ripped out of him, his clutch in Finn’s hair getting crushingly tight to the point of pain, tearing a satisfied groan out of him. 

Noah was entirely unhinged now, inside Finn's mouth and around his finger. He kept his throat wide open, taking the full, thick weight of every thrust, letting Noah use his mouth like a tight, hot sheath as he pleased. Over and over. Back and forth. Noah was leaking inside, his precum gliding onto Finn's tongue and dripping in his throat. 

He felt the exact moment Noah’s body went completely rigid, the muscles in his thighs turning rock-hard where Finn's hand was gripping onto it. His muscles inside were pulsing around Finn's finger, it got even hotter if possible, a real arson going inside him. 

A shattered cry split the snowroom, echoing loudly surrounding them. Noah’s hips slammed forward one last time, pinning his groin flush against Finn’s face as a heavy, boiling rush of cum  shot straight down Finn’s throat. He came in huge, pulsing bursts, his cock twitching violently against Finn's tongue, flooding his mouth with a blistering heat. Noah’s hands dug into Finn's scalp as Finn swallowed him greedily. Noah's breath was hitching into a series of broken whimpers as he came and came, his whole body trembling above Finn.

Finn stayed completely still, his lips locked tight around the base, greedily sucking down every single drop of him, he was in a complete euphoric state, his own head spinning from overdose of Noah filling his senses. 

He felt entirely possessed by the moment, so possessed he kept Noah in, just enjoying his taste until Noah cried out a weak ‘Finn, baby’ holding his cheek to move away as he fell onto Finn’s thighs. He was completely boneless, his arms around Finn’s neck, his face resting over, just gasping right into Finn’s ear.

“God… baby” He whispered helplessly.

Finn took him willingly, his arms wrapping around Noah’s waist, his face buried into his sweaty hair. His body was boiling hot against Finn, a sheer layer of sweat that gleamed his skin.

“Kiss me” Noah whispered so low that Finn really thought it was his imagination “Baby? Kiss?” he whispered again, nuzzling his nose on Finn’s cheek.

Finn turned his head around, meeting his lips waiting for him. Their tongues were instantly brushing the other clumsily, wet and coated in wine and their both own taste too. Noah’s breath was still fast, puffing hot air against Finn’s skin but he didn’t stop to breathe, he kept kissing and kissing as if his life depended on it. The kiss was different now, the wine had caught Noah, his movements were sluggish.  His hand found Finn’s face, cupping his cheek, thumb brushing it softly, not really matching the way he was eating Finn’s mouth, another enchantment of his, made to take Finn into delirium.

Noah broke the kiss for a moment, grabbing the bottle of wine and pouring into Finn’s mouth. Finn already knew better than to swallow. They kissed with wine spilling out of them, splashing around, spiraling inside, sloshing on the edges.

They broke again and Noah took a sip himself, the bottle was barely away from his mouth as Finn closed the distance again. They kissed even messier, the wine cascading through their chins and necks, being heated up by their skin.

Noah didn’t really break the kiss, he kinda just dragged his tongue from Finn’s mouth straight to the side of his face up to his ear “You’re covered in wine” he whispered before his face was out of Finn’s sigh.

He licked a trail from Finn’s chest to his collarbone and up his neck, lingering there. Tearing out moans from Finn and having his eyes roll back. He was kissing wetly all over before he went down again to the other side. He dragged his tongue up again, stopping on his nipple. He lapped his tongue on it, soft and slowly before he gently sucked on it until it peaked and glistening with his spit, he blew air over it until Finn let out a groan. Noah placed a kiss on it, a tiny one, before he licked his way up to his neck again.

As he tugged on Finn's hair, Finn didn’t give him a second to do anything else. He dove into Noah’s neck, consuming it. He licked a path from the farthest point of his collarbone to the other, followed by a hard suck at the base of his neck, where it met his shoulder. Noah was weakening onto him, all his weight being held by Finn as he moaned.

“Want… you” He gasped as he tilted his head to the other side “Inside”

“J'ai trop envie d'te baiser” Finn whispered into his mouth

Noah broke the kiss to look at him “Fuck. Didn’t catch any that, but god… you’re so hot saying it”

Finn smiled and tilted both their bodies to the side, laying Noah down and hovering over him “Wanna fuck you so bad”

Noah didn’t let him hover too much, his arms closing tightly around his neck and pulling him flush onto him, teeth clacking against the other as they kissed again. Noah had his legs open, his hips moving in circles, grinding Finn’s hard cock onto him. Noah was sucking on his tongue, back and forth. His lips were satin-soft around it, sucking slowly and drunkenly. It wasn't a clean kiss anymore, it was wet, slow, and heavy, their mouths sliding together with the sweet, sticky residue of the wine blurring any remaining sanity from them.

Finn forgot what his task was for a moment, lost in the feeling of Noah’s mouth sucking his soul out through his tongue.

“Lube, baby” Noah whispered when he stopped, right after Finn whined at the pause, but it took Noah just a second to be back at sucking his tongue hungrily. 

His hand went blindly to find the lube. He whined just at the thought of Noah stopping his sucking for him to reach it, and as if Noah knew exactly what Finn was thinking, he hummed satisfied. But he stopped. Finn whined. 

“I knew you were gonna whine about it” Noah smiled at him, as Finn stood sitting on his heels and stretching back to grab the small bottle.

Noah sat up, kissing over Finn’s chest and shoulder. Finn smiled for a second while Noah had his tongue all over him, licking and sucking his skin. Finn’s hand found his hair back, just tangling in it. He squirmed when Noah sank his teeth into his waist, biting down hard before dragging his tongue swirling around, finishing it with a kiss on top.

“Je veux ta bite” Noah whispered against his skin, his lips brushing hot against the bruising mark he had just left.

Finn almost choked on his spit. "Say it again" he grabbed Noah by the hair, forcing his head back so he could look straight into his eyes. "Noah... I swear to god, say it again"

Noah chuckled, his teeth catching his bottom lip his a second "J'ai besoin de ta bite"

All the wine he had drunk went straight up to his head, he was ten times drunk in a matter of a second just out of hearing Noah talk like that. He pushed Noah’s shoulder, forcing him down with his back flat on the rug, his head resting right by another stain of wine. In a second he coated his finger in lube and plunged back to Noah, kissing him deep and fast as he pushed in two fingers inside, making Noah moan in his mouth.

“Tongue” Noah whispered in the tiny gap as they broke to breathe. Finn melted as Noah started to suck on his tongue again, languidly now, he was drunker.

He worked his fingers in and out with no mercy while scissoring them once inside, opening him up to himself before he started to hook them in, hitting just over that bundle of skin, grazing his prostate until he felt Noah getting rock hard again and squirming under him, still eagerly sucking his tongue.

“Noah, love?” Finn kissed his temple, Noah was gasping, the air out of his mouth hitting Finn’s neck. He didn’t answer, just a moan as Finn's fingers kept hooking inside. “Baby?” Finn tried again

“Hm?” Noah grazed his nails on Finn’s back, his heels pulling him closer

“Gonna be a little rough, is that okay?” Finn nuzzled his nose over Noah’s face, up until he was right by his ear to whisper “I need you”

“Please” it was barely a breath

He took his fingers out, having Noah whine against his tongue before letting it go. Finn coated his cock on lube, pumping himself a few times to warm it up. He gripped Noah by the hips, his fingers digging into the skin as he forcefully rolled him over onto his stomach. He then hooked his hands under Noah’s lower belly, hoisting his weight upward until Noah was forced onto his hands and knees, his head hanging low as his breath hitched. 

He guided his cock into him, feeling it be embraced by the feverish heat of Noah slowly, inch by inch. Noah moaned to it, the muscles on his back twisting and the flicks of the fireplace dancing around. The vision was divine, to say the least. He slapped Noah’s ass once, hard, watching his hand mark bloom on the skin, the red almost scarlet where the fire was lighting. He bent over, resting his chest onto Noah’s back.

“You have no fucking idea of how… so fucking amazing you look right now” He whispered in Noah’s ear, watching his skin break in goosebumps “So…” he thrusted “Fucking…” he plunged again “Amazing”

“Feels so good.. big” Noah was quivering under him “So… inside” he babbled as he lowered himself, he crossed his forearms on the rug and rested his cheek on it.

Finn shook his head, smiling as he looked down at Noah. His ass high up to Finn, his back extremely arched, it was magnificent. He watched his cock in and out of him, slick and glimmering in lube. Finn thrusted into him with a brutal, uninhibited force in endless repetition. Each deep plunge sending a heavy slap echoing all over. Noah was completely shattered underneath him while he moaned and whimpered between gasps. 

“Ah – ! – Finn, fuck. God” Noah choked out

Finn locked his jaw, completely losing himself in the way Noah was really gripping him inside, pulsing around, shivering even. It was so intense it felt completely paralyzing, sending white-hot sparks straight up his spine. He gripped Noah’s ass cheeks, opening it more, watching his length getting in and out, over and over, surrounded by him.

Finn slid his hand on the expanse of his back up until he could hook his hand on Noah’s shoulders, pulling him against him at every shove, going as deep as possible.

“Jesus...this is… you feel… you are unreal” Finn gasped “So tight, baby… taking me so good… so… deep”

He slid his hand down on Noah’s biceps, pulling his arms back and arching him, lifting his torso from the rug. He held both Noah’s wrists with one hand on Noah’s back as he kept driving into him, pulling him from the wrists. Finn’s other hand gripping his ass hard, wanting to leave all five fingers print there. Noah was crying out into the air now, a breathless sound mixed with loud whimpers that fueled Finn’s brutality. 

“Ba-Baby… Like that…please” Noah choked out.

The internal heat inside Noah was tight and melting, clamping around Finn's dick, stroking it hard. It felt like a fever, an absolute arson that went from Noah straight to Finn's gut. And he sounded delightful, a delicious melody wrapping them together. 

He slipped his hand from Noah’s ass up his side, all the way to his shoulder and then neck, wrapping it around it, choking him, not too hard, but also not at ease. Noah cried a moan, loud and raspy. He was completely locked, both hands still in Finn’s grip and neck too, his back arched in a bow, his ass perked up as Finn kept hammering into him. They were both loud, Noah whimpers blending with his groans, both wild and deranged.

“Fuck” Noah cried out “Baby… s-so good”

The contact was not enough, he needed more. More of his skin, more of his taste, more of his warmth. Finn pulled Noah back at the same time he sat on his heels, landing Noah on top of his tights, buried deep inside him. He let go of Noah's wrists, his hand went to wander around him, feeling the muscles on his abs at the same time he used the hand on Noah’s neck to turn his face to him, until they could kiss, sloppy and feral. 

His hips were buckling upward, and Noah was meeting him halfway, riding back, grinding his hips down. Everything was entrancing, his tongue stroking loosely on Finn’s, his skin burning up, his taste, his smell, his sweat damp skin. But he needed more. More. More. More. More. More. 

Finn moved his hand down, holding the base of Noah’s cock “Don’t come” he commanded. 

“Baby– so…close” Noah whined

“Don’t care” Finn tightened his hold “Not done with you”

The skin under his hand was scorching hot, boiling even. And hard. Noah was rock hard, pulsing under his grip. But Finn didn’t budge. He plunged into him a few more times, hard and reckless, until he felt the irresistible force rising up in him, from his spine to his dick, a volatile feeling taking over as he gushed out inside Noah, coming hard, heavy and deep inside him as he let out a groan right into Noah’s mouth.

Finn was still high on his peak, adrenaline overflowing in his blood as he forced Noah up and dropped himself onto the floor, laying flat “Ride me. Wanna watch you come”

He hissed as Noah lowered himself burying his oversensitive cock inside again, he growled at the feeling.

“You asked” Noah smiled, cocky

“Yea-Yeah. Fuck. Don’t move” He growled again, shutting his eyes and sucking in air. Just the pulsing inside Noah, even with him sitting still felt like too much “Give me a minute” An explosion of what he had no words to describe happened the moment Noah moved, lowering his torso “Noahh, ba–Ah!-by”

But it was gone the moment their lips met. Noah kept his body still, but he kissed him deeply, Finn melted to it. His tongue rolling over Finn’s sweetly, lashing over his lips, feeling soft and silken. Then he roamed around a bit, sowing kisses around. The corner of his mouth, the seam of his lips, his chin and then back to mouth. Finn squeezed his waist before dropping his hand to his ass, forcing it down and circle as he felt himself just warm inside Noah and not at the edge of death anymore. 

Noah let out an amused hum into the kiss “You good?”

“Yeah…God– you feel… so fucking amazing again” Finn whispered “Fucking perfect”

Noah broke the kiss, and Finn found himself whining at the loss of him for a second before he opened his eyes and saw Noah looking back at him, half of his face had orange swirls flowing from the fire. He had both his hands bent back, holding Finn’s thighs as he grinded his hips, forward and back. He looked gorgeous. His muscles stretched and recoiled as he moved. Really godlike.

“Mhmm… Finn…” Noah rolled his eyes before his head fell  back, moaning Finn’s name to the glass ceiling as if it was something holy. It felt holy leaving his lips in a moan, really.

“Fuck… keep going.. like that, baby” Finn almost purred out, it felt heavenly

Noah was almost like swirling his hips around, rubbing Finn’s cockhead inside him all around. It felt like being wrapped in a sublime warm dream. It was really paradisiacal. Finn groaned at the thought that however many times they had fucked, every time it felt different, at least a hint of it. A small touch, a new noise, a different feeling. It was really transcendent to have him, to feel him, to love him and be loved back.

Finn gripped his ass, opening it more, getting an inch deeper and digging his nails in his skin as he moved with Noah, forcing him down, back and forth. Noah placed his hands over Finn’s, his hands were so small in comparison, it was another mind blowing for Finn, how Noah had all these nuances. Like muscly, but petite. Wide shoulders, small waist. He had rage in him so fierce, but also was so soft. He was angelic, maybe not even that would describe.

“Baby…?” it echoed in his mind, a couple of times. He realized he had gone far, completely lost in the feeling and the vision. 

“Yeah?” Finn breathed out, but Noah had their lips sealed already, both his hands cupping Finn’s face. Fingers digging a little in his neck.

His tongue was idly tracing Finn’s lips before he pushed it in, gently stroking Finn’s  as he switched from circles to a hard bouncing, slamming his hips up and down, getting faster with the kiss. Noah bit down his bottom lip and didn’t let go, he started to suck it between his own, Finn could feel his soft and warm skin around his lip, sucking it like his life depended on it. He let it go with a tiny breathless moan

“Wanna co-me.. come” Noah purred into the kiss, he was melting on top of him, he kept the pace going, fast and faster, but the kiss was completely clumsy, still perfect, but out of any grace.

Finn was dissolving under him too, Noah was squeezing him tight inside, they were both gasping in the kiss “Yeah, baby?” It was barely a whisper coming out of Finn’s mouth. Noah whimpered and nodded, lips brushing together, chins slick with their shared spit “Then come… for me”

Finn moved his hands, locking one arm around Noah’s waist, holding him tight and glue to him so Noah could bounce fast and not slip out. As his other hand instinctively went to tangle into his hair, it was completely drenched in sweat, the strands plastering between his fingers. He tugged his hair a bit, tilting his head up and sucking on the soft skin of his neck, going from suck to open mouth kisses as Noah started to pick up the pace, sinking down hard and sinfully. 

“Tongue?” Noah broke an inch between their lips to ask for it

His lips sealed tightly around Finn’s tongue, milking it over and over sluggishly, he was moaning on it, sucking it in a completely different pace than his ass moving. His swollen lips felt like satin-soft as they enveloped Finn’s tongue. It was lustful, but also sweet. He was savoring it, consuming it and drinking it.

Noah was lifting himself high before crashing back down with a heavy impact, taking every inch of Finn inside. Their bodies  slapped together unceasingly. He was unhinged on top. Inside he was spasming around Finn's cock, dragging him into the edge of the precipice again.

"F-Finn—ah!.. ba–baby" Noah suddenly let go of his tongue as his head whipped back and a breathless cry tore from his throat. His fingers clawed in Finn's neck.

"Let go, love" Finn gasped, watching him closely. his own accent slipping through the edge as he arched his hips upward, meeting Noah halfway to force him even deeper. 

He forced Noah's face down, he wanted to watch him right there. Wanted to see the effect his cock had on him, the flames flickering on his features while he came undone.

Noah was now riding him frantically, his whole body shaking and moving in a messy way, fast and vicious, it was a seizure of pure lust. The heat radiating between them was absolute, violent and almost unbearable. Finn watched his face contort in pleasure, his lips parted in an 'O', his eyes squeezed shut as his body locked up. He fell apart, trembling violently on top of Finn, his head dropping heavily onto Finn's shoulder as he let out a series of weak, breathless whimpers into the hollow of his neck. He came between them in a burst and squeezed Finn inside so hard and so fast in pulses that Finn followed him, filling Noah one more time, getting him soaked inside.

Noah was completely deadweight on top of him, his forehead pressed into the hot notch of Finn’s shoulder, his entire body shuddering with the aftershocks. Finn lay perfectly still beneath him, breathing deep and broken, staring up the ceiling, not even sure if he was really seeing stars or just flicks of sparks from their high, but it was beautiful. For sure it had to be sparkles from them, it was too pretty to not be Noah's doing.

Both their chests were heaving against the other. Noah was still twitching inside and spilling little noises. He let out a trembling exhale right against Finn’s neck, the breath turning into a weak whimper as he shifted his head just enough to nuzzle his nose into Finn’s jawline. He was completely boneless.

“Love.. you okay?”

“Yeah” Noah weakly twirled a strand of hair from the side of Finn’s head around his finger “Can we… stay like this a while?... want you deep”

“Always what my baby wants” Finn splattered his palm on the small of his back, pressing him down, wanting every inch of contact

Noah let out a huff of hot air as he smiled, Finn felt in his neck, his teeth grazing the skin “My. My. My. My”

“What?” Finn started to play with the strands of his hair too, scratching his scalp “You not gonna tell me two years into this that you don’t like it”

“I love it” 

“Good” he started to aimlessly trail his fingers up and down his spine “Cause you’re mine. My. My baby. My love. My angel. My. My. My. What else?”

“My sweetie”

“Did I call you that?” Finn furrowed his brows

Noah smiled again “A couple times, yeah”

Finn hummed “What else?”

“My boy”

“Hmm that one is not really the… vibe is it?”

“I rather baby boy”

Finn chuckled “You’re such a baby boy” Finn nudged his waist “What else?”

“My life…” Noah placed a kiss on his neck, a lingering one, his lips didn’t move away. Finn melted to it. “It’s new”

“You pretty much are it” He kissed Noah’s hair

Noah pulled back, looking at him with soft eyes “You’re mine too” his thumb brushed his cheekbone “I love that you’re mine” he kissed him tenderly

Finn hummed “Who told you that I’m yours?” he smiled, teasing

“Nice try. You are cause I said so” Noah teased back

“Oh… and that’s it? You just have to say it?”

“Yeah. Isn’t that how this works?” he kissed Finn again

“Yeah… It’s exactly how this works, my baby” Finn smiled wide “I’ve created a monster”

“Truly” he smiled, lips already touching, sprinkling dozens of little kisses

Finn smiled, shaking his head and closing his eyes, wanting to focus on the feeling of their bodies tangled together. They settle for a moment in silence, broken only by little noises from kisses, little nips and whines. Noah’s thumb never stopped its gentle brushing on his cheekbones, his touch featherlight, gentle and tender. 

When he opened his eyes again, the sky was brimming with tiny white dots. Clusters of sparks flashing white specks exploding across the dark night. It was so vast, so incredibly pretty, that Finn just stared up, completely captured by the view of the universe stretching out right above them while Noah melted against his chest.

“Can we move?.. Couch?” Finn asked softly

“Rug itching you?”

“No.. wanna hold you for a little while”

“Yeah” Noah breathed out and winced as he lifted himself, taking Finn completely out of him. “We’re a mess… wanna pay for a rug and a couch?” Noah offered him his smug smile

“I’ll run a bath in a little while before dinner… let’s just ruin some blankets” he needed Noah to see, needed to stretch the moment for a little longer

As they stood up, Finn grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the couch. He lay down first on top of a pillow and pulled Noah onto him, between his legs, Noah’s back resting on his chest as he pulled another blanket on top of them. It wasn’t really cold, but it was comfy. He loved being in a cocoon with Noah. He interlaced both their hands, crossing their arms over Noah’s chest, locking them together. 

“Look up, baby” Finn brushed his knuckles under the blanket

Noah tilted his whole head, resting it on Finn’s chest as he looked up, speechless. Just not more than Finn as he saw tons of teeny tiny flecks gleaming in Noah’s eyes.

“Whoa… That’s– That’s a lot of… stars” Noah looked entirely caught, his eyes darting faintly from one brilliant cluster to another “Looks like the ceiling isn’t even there”

Finn hummed. He moved just a bit, adjusting so he could run his nose along the side of Noah’s face, catching the scent of him. He smelled like his usual sweetness, wine, sweat and sex.

“So pretty” Noah whispered

“It is”

He unclasped one of his hands, sliding it up to Noah’s face, cupping the side of it as Noah spread up, reaching his lips. Noah let out a tiny, broken gasp against his mouth, his body going completely slack again. Their tongues rolled over one another tenderly. Finn’s thumb stroked the soft skin just under Noah’s ear, his hand framing his jaw, holding him right there so he could consume him piece by piece slowly. Noah opened his mouth wider, accepting every single bit of him, his hands tightening their grip on Finn’s arms under the blanket.

When they finally broke apart, their lips slid against each other with a sound. Noah didn’t move away, keeping his face inches from Finn’s, his hot breath fanning right over Finn’s nose. His eyes were almost dark, pupils blown out, just a thin layer of hazel in them, not green this time, conveying a bit of the amber light around them and the stars up above, looking up at him with a look that was so intensely loving it made Finn’s heart skip.

"You're so beautiful, baby" Finn whispered

Noah smiled with his swollen dark cherry lips as he leaned in to plant three tiny kisses right on the seam of his lips. "I love you"

“Je t'aime tellement, mon amour” Finn murmured, nuzzling his nose in Noah’s hair.

Noah hummed to it. He didn’t know yet, but sooner than later he’d go from ‘my life’ to ‘my husband’.

They looked up at the stars between kisses and little whispers for what could've been hours. Finn couldn't really tell, he was far gone.