Chapter 77: So, you decided to come to the funeral after seeing that?
They got to the hotel and as soon as they were in the room, they were all over each other.
Noah did not wait to take off Michael’s clothes and lifted him up, kissing him hard and fast. And then he tossed Michael over his houdker, taking him straight to the bed.
"Haha," Michael laughed nervously but excitedly. "Someone’s in a hurry."
"Don’t make jokes." Noah said, cralwimf into the bed as well. "Who was the one who got hard in the car?"
Michael looked away. Yes, he got an erection without being touched, but it wasn’t like he wanted to get an erection. He just missed Noah so much.
He finally got to take a good look at Noah and saw that he was wearing a suit as well.
He looked very good, very big, and very...
"I suddenly have the urge to call you, ’daddy’." He said, and the name bounced on Noah’s head, striking him out of nowhere.
"Ah," he exclaimed, feeling his dick twitch inside his pants as he watched Michael who rung his tie around his hand before pulling Noah in.
"You look so hot in a suit. Just as I imagined." He said and kissed him, wrapping his arms around him and helping Noah take off his coat at the same time. "Did you check under the bed?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because I hid this under the bed after I got it." Michael said. "There’s no way you’d have known it was there if you hadn’t checked under the bed."
Before Michael began the funeral preparations. He got himself a suit and at the same time, picked out something for Noah. It was the same suit he had admired from the show glass.
It was really pricey, but he was ready to spend any amount for the guy he liked.
Besides, it wasn’t like he would go broke. An entire fortune was going to enter his account soon.
He didn’t think that far when buying the suit and just wanted to get something that would suit Noah to his taste.
"I was cleaning," Noah said as he trailed kisses down Michael’s neck. "And then I saw it."
"You decided to clean under the bed?" Michael asked, surprised. They hardly cleaned under the bed because of how the frame was made.
"I had nothing to do, so I decided to clean every nook and cranny of the house." He arrived at Michael’s nipples and began to suck on them through his shirt.
He wasn’t wearing an inner in his white shirt, and the white shirt was a light material, so his touch was so vividly felt when he touched Michael’s body, and when his lips tickled his nipples.
"The case had your scent all over it that I just knew it belonged to you, but then the size didn’t fit at all." Noah said and lightly bit the nipple, causing Michael to moan softly.
Michael’s nipples were hard now because of Noah’s constant teasing, and that made Michael feel more sensitive as his body twitched and he bit his lip to hold in his uncontrollable moans.
He was already sensitive to his kisses and his voice deeply speaking such low words, and then there was the nipple teasing.
His dick just kept twitching, making him uncomfortable. He wanted some attention there again.
"So you... You decided to come to the funeral after seeing that?" Michael managed to ask, biting his finger, and Noah paused.
"I felt sad." Noah said. "Your sadness reached me, and I could feel how much you missed me too. I missed you the same way."
Michael listened to this and felt maybe their connection was deeper than he thought.
"So, I decided to come to you today. I couldn’t wait for one more day." He explained. "And as fate would have it, I found you on that bridge." He said and wrapped his arms around Michael’s body, dropping his head on it as he reminisced. "Michael," he called softly. "Please don’t do anything dangerous."
Even though Michael had told him that he had no plans of jumping off that bridge, Noah couldn’t be at ease. He just couldn’t imagine what he would’ve done if Michael truly jumped.
"Noah," Michael called. "I won’t leave you." He said, stroking Noah’s hair softly.
He didn’t know if it was thanks to their connection, but he could feel Noah’s feelings very well. His fear, most especially.
’He doesn’t want to lose me that badly,’ Michael thought, and it warmed his heart. It was a good sign, right?
With this, he had nothing to fear. That was what he thought.
"Thank you for showing up." Michael said. "I really...needed you."
Hearing this, Noah raised his head and smiled at him.
"Call me daddy one more time." He said, and Michael’s face flushed in embarrassment.
"W-what?"
"Come on, you said it just now. It wasn’t hard, was it?"
"That... That was just a fluke." Michael said, throwing his face aside. "If you tell me to do it now, it will only make me feel embarrassed."
"Then..." Noah smirked. "What if I tell you that saying that is the key to getting your special treat?"
"What?"
He looked at Noah. He couldn’t be serious. But he was serious. That sly look on his face made it even more difficult to assume he was bluffing.
"Come on, you just have to say, ’Give it to me, daddy, and I’ll give you your treat."
What?! Now he was adding more words? Did he have no shame saying stuff like that out loud?
Michael covered his heated face. He shouldn’t have tried to provoke him.
Of course, he could just forget about the rest, but he was curious as to what Noah had for him.
He spied on the grin on Noah’s lips and then gulped.
"Ah," he exclaimed softly, staring at those eyes that were lusting after him. "Give... give it to me," he rolled his eyes away as he said the last part. "Daddy."
"No, you have to say it like you mean it." Noah said and started moving down on him. "Just like you did it a few minutes ago. Tell me how much you want it, Michael."
They weren’t even talking about the real thing. It was a special treat. Just what could it be?
Michael wondered this and then noticed Noah was taking off his pants. Ah, wait. Was it what he was thinking? The special treat was...?
"Did you figure it out yet?" Noah asked and dropped his hand on Michael’s dick. "Just say what I want to hear, then I’ll do it. Come on, it’s just one line. It’s not that hard."
Michael was in disbelief. This was the first time... Noah wanted to give him a blow job, right?
The special treat he talked about was a blowjob.
That was what this was all about.
His heart thumped heavily and fast. To think this day would come. But...
"I don’t want it." Michael suddenly said, surprising Noah.
"You don’t want it?" He asked, and Michael shook his head.
"It’s dirty down there. I haven’t taken my bath his evening as well, so..." He pursed his lips.
Now he understood why Noah had been so embarrassed and constantly refused each time he offered to give him a blowjob.
"Pft!" Noah laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" Michael asked.
"It’s because you’re cute, Michael." He said and kissed his lips. "You’re so adorable."
"H-hey," Michael’s face heated up. How could he call him cute out of the blue?
Where was his sense of self?
"I really don’t want to--"
"Because it’s dirty?" Noah cut in, and Michael nodded. "Then, what about after we wash up? Will you still give me some sort of excuse?"
Michael gulped. It looked like Noah was relentless and wanted to go through with this no matter what.
"Can’t you just give it up?"
"I never got back on my word." Noah boldly stared, his eyes locked on Michael’s, and Michael twisted his lips.
At least it would be better and less embarrassing if he did it after they washed up, right?
He sighed.
’I think I’ve rubbed off something awful on Noah,’ he thought, and he was referring to his awfully persistent attitude when it came to anything related to sex.
Well, it wasn’t like he had anything good to rub off on Noah anyway.
"Then," Michael dropped his hands on Noah’s shoulder and, with a flushed face, finally said the words Noah wanted to hear. "Will you bathe me, Daddy?"
It was hotter than the previous one, and it riled Noah up.
’Who knew he was into these sorts of things?’ Michael thought. ’He’s so kinky.’
"Most certainly, babe." Noah said and then practically ripped Michael’s clothes off his body before carrying him up.
Michael was already used to being carried, and he liked it every time because it gave him a much clearer and decent view of Noah’s face.
He caressed his face and said,
"I honestly... Don’t know what I will do without you, Noah." He leaned down and kissed him. "Thank you."
Noah heard this and closed his eyes to hide his secrets, kissing Michael back as he carried him to the bathroom.
