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Tales From Iacon - Part 5: The End of the World

A/N:

-Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

-HOLY CRACKERS ITS BEEN OVER A YEAR IM SO SORRY LMFAOO

-help what--no actually why is the plot of this chapter sdjdsjsdj yes its silly please dont laugh at meeee o////o

-yes by the way. despite the very long gaps between chapters, this series is definitely ongoing, I do have plans for future chapters I just....have to write them........... :'D

-BRUH this one is so long, I'm sorry, I'm bad at making things like. Not Drawn Out lmao--

-If you haven't read the other parts, and just as a reminder, this and all future chapters are set in the aligned continuity (tfp) oh and also! this is the first time ratchet meets megatronus; a bit anticlimactic maybe, but I thought it would be better to just have them meet sorta by coincidence. I do like the idea the three of them are friends, perhaps another reason why Ratchet is so resentful and bitter of Megatron later...anyways.

-at the end of the day, this and all the things I write are just for fun. If you think it's garbage or you just don't like it, that's valid...just scroll on by please ;w;

-ummmmmmm I really don't have anything else to add other than to have mercy on me with typos and the like, I'll edit them as I reread at later dates. and I hope you enjoy! :D

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One fine evening—early morning, really—Megatronus received the worst news anyone could receive at such an ungodly hour.

Megatronus had passed out on his berth, having a much-needed rest for his sore, battered body after a particularly trying match against twin, rogue Insecticon prisoners.

About maybe an hour earlier, the huge mech had stumbled exhaustedly into his room and flopped down on the bed, huffing a relieved sigh as he felt the throbbing in all his limbs begin to dissipate.

Within moments, he’d fallen asleep.

His arm hung off the berthside, fingertips gently grazing the edge of his immobile, silent holopad. Everything was, for this one time, so still and peaceful.

So, when the device went off with a sudden and violent buzzing, Megatronus was instantly jerked awake—ripped from a calm rest in the realm of absolute nothingness, not even a dream.

His arm shot away from the floor, coming to rest uneasily on the bed with the rest of him.

Since the room had no light source, if the lights were off, it was pitch black inside. This little holopad had by itself, lit up the entire room, painting it with a decidedly eerie, turquoise light.

For a few moments, his optics blearily fixated on the object—glowing electric blue, emitting a frustratingly repetitive buzzing noise, and vibrating.

Vaguely, he recalled sending Orion a message about this to ask if he could turn that feature off.

And after Orion had in fact, explained this process...Megatronus had forgotten entirely, and decided it wasn’t worth the effort.

Of course, now he was being reminded of what had annoyed him enough to even ask about it in the first place.

Tomorrow. I’ll fix that infernal beeping tomorrow.

Still only half-awake, the large mech remained still, simply continuing to stare at the holopad. He felt a twinge of annoyance as exhaustion quickly crept back into him, as his whole body was taking a moment to remind him how tired and sore he was.

Frag it—who the scrap is calling me at…

He squinted at the screen to see the time, printed in a neat, short, white font.

“—3 in the morning?!”

He groaned, rubbing his face and hefting himself off the bed.

It would keep ringing if he didn’t do something about it. Like take the call.

“Primus give me patience,” he muttered as he picked it up…a little too late.

Or, I could have waited for the damned thing to quiet itself. He’d forgotten that was a thing, too.

He watched as the screen went dark again for a couple moments, then lit up to read “missed call.”

Megatronus registered the profile picture and the name written beside it.

Orion?

Okay, so it was either important and life-changing, or something very strange.

Megatronus thought for a moment, feeling a bit more awake as he considered the possibility of something terrible soon to take place—or perhaps something unexpected in general.

That piqued his interest some.

Now I must know what he’d wanted at an hour like this.

The device started to buzz again.

Megatronus glared at it.

I’d like a round in the pits with the guy who designed this sound.

It had a particular way it bothered his audio receptors.

He sighed and tapped the ‘pick up’ button. Then, dropping it beside himself and lying back in his bed, the gladiator chuckled a little as he started speaking. The device darkened its screen again, leaving Megatronus to eye the darkness of his room once again.

“By the Primes, Orion—it’s 3 in the—”

“Megatronus.”

Instantly, he stopped, unnerved by the solemnity of his friend’s whispery tone.

His eyes searched the dark nothingness of his room as he waited in silence for whatever his friend was about to say.

“What I am about to say, you may not believe….but it is something that could affect all of Cybertron…something of great magnitude—something…very dire…”

“Is…is that so?”

He felt uneasiness begin to well up from the pits of his stomach. The thought of this being a joke flashed through his processor before he reminded himself this was Orion making this call.

He happens to be a terrible liar. I would know if he was messing with me.

Orion exhaled shakily over the call, filling the silence.

Megatronus tensed and slowly sat up, hearing the crackly sound of paper being unfurled from his device.

His confusion deepened, but interest locked his jaw shut as he waited.

Then at last, Orion told him.

“Megatronus, I—I found….a prophecy—a scroll. In it, the writing states…” A sharp rustling noise sounded from the holopad, “…it—it said our world will crumble away to…to nothing on the next full moon—the smaller one.”

Megatronus had…no idea when the full moons were to happen.

He did know, however, what “crumble away to nothing,” meant, and felt an apprehensive worry start to stiffen his body, turning over the revelation in his mind as Orion spoke more about the scroll.

“And…the time in simpler terms would be?”

A long pause, as if the archivist did not want to reply.

“…I-In…two days.”

Megatronus was suddenly not as tired and sore as before.

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The sun was shining very brightly in the sky, causing all the shinier structures and objects in sight—built from their reflective metals—to glint and shimmer. On a day as bright as this, it was like the streets of Iacon city, and all its things, became as jewels.

Yet such beautiful sights were not so eye-catching to Orion Pax today.

Instead, he had his optics trained on the ground below his feet. His figure was slumped over and seated on a lone park bench, head leaning on his palm. He tapped his foot to no particular rhythm, but more as an anxious motion to keep his mind at bay.

The buildings and the nature around him were only more distressing, actually, for Orion could only think about the immenant end of it all….set to happen a mere two days from the present, and counting.

He checked his holopad again, seeing the time and sharply sighing.

He’s late again…ohhh, we must do this today or never!! Come on, Megatronus, come on…

Footfalls directly behind Orion caused him to shoot upright and turn with a hopeful gaze—

“There you are!” He exclaimed.

Megatronus came around and took his seat, apologizing for the wait.

“Kaon is a long way, and bypassing the security is no easy feat…” he paused, “Though doable all the same.” He flashed his friend a confident smile, but it faltered when he realized Orion had gone back to staring at the ground in thought.

Now is not the time for jokes, He reminded himself, trying to sober up. End of the world. Destruction. Right.

Megatronus found his optics wandering from one bot to the next as they bustled by. He was used to this kind of silence, as the two often met in this park to talk, or to simply share each other’s company to contemplate things.

After a few moments of silence amidst the noise, Orion at last spoke up. His words were brisk.

“I’ll take you to the Hall of Records and show you the scroll. While there, we must gather resources, find a means of escape, and craft a message to send to all the cities of Cybertron—”

Megatronus turned sharply at the last part.

“All of Cybertron?!”

“Yes, Megatronus!” Orion sounded as if it had been obvious. “We can’t just—”

“But—all its citizens, in all its cities?” He interjected. “Orion, it’s not possible!”

“Says who?”

“Logic!!”

“Logic is not the answer all the time, Megatronus!” Now, he was getting annoyed.

“No, Orion—” Megatronus found himself getting frustrated as well. “Be realistic!”

“I’m being realistic, and fair,” Orion fired back, leaning a little closer.

Now he really was upset. Megatronus grimaced.

“What other heartless arguments have you, Megatronus? You want to leave this planet alone and let everyone else just…die?!”

Megatronus felt his blood start to simmer.

Heartless? He was anything but heartless. The gladiator took a deep offense to that.

If there was anything he knew, it was what it felt like to be brushed off—as the “others” to be trampled on, overlooked, forgotten…left for scrap.

But he also remembered that it would be impractical to fight with Orion at this moment—more specifically, it would be a waste of time in the face of this great danger.

Orion….for all your book-smarts, you can be a fool all the same. You must be aware you can’t save everyone…or do ideals build for you kingdoms in the sky that you trust as reality?

“Perhaps…I am not seeing things from your perspective,” he yielded, in a quieter voice.

“That’s what I thought,” Orion snapped, then drew back and stood up. “Let’s go, Megatronus. There’s no time.”

Calmly, the burgundy-silver mech stood up and eyed his friend with an odd kind of gaze.

“I thought I’d have to tell you that,” he said.

Instantly Orion opened his mouth to respond, then realized his own mistake. Instead of owning up to anything, however, he huffed and turned on his heel, starting down the smooth sidewalk.

Megatronus watched him for a moment, feeling a little triumphant.

The world as we know it ends in two days…there really is no time.

He strode after Orion.

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“The fools are the ones with knowledge, and the fools are the ones without it….in essence, my friends…”

Ratchet turned the page.

“…we are all fools. Fools convinced of knowledge and science, but fools all the same in the greater scheme of things. We will never know it all…so let us resign ourselves to that fate, and strive to learn all we can.”

Ratchet stared at the last few words and let them sink in, trying to understand on an abstract level what it all meant. They were the final words for a novel he’d elected to read and write a report on for one of his university classes.

Yes, he was studying medicine and science and all that, but philosophy and studies on the mind and life couldn’t possibly hurt. In fact, Ratchet was convinced that he could only add more to the things he knew—the more to think on, the merrier.

His gaze lingered for a moment more on the final page, then he shut the book gently. Folding his servos, he let them rest lightly upon the sturdy, leather cover.

Wind swayed the leaves above him, so he let his head tilt back to stare at them, as if it was also moved by the breeze.

Fools in this universe, huh?

Ratchet let his eyes close.

Perhaps now he would be able to finally catch up on the hours of sleep he’d missed with his late-night cramming nearly every night of this week….

“All of Cybertron?!”

Ratchet snapped forward at the loud voice, instantly annoyed.

Who the scrap is yelling and disturbing the peace of this park—

“Orion, it’s not possible!”

“Says who?!”

“Logic!!”

Ratchet made a face, realizing he knew those voices.

“Logic is not the answer all the time, Megatronus!”

Turning slowly, Ratchet found he was indeed correct. He watched as Orion and Megatronus heatedly conversed for a few more minutes, then stood up to leave. Orion stiffly marched out, Megatronus had remained standing for a moment before following at a quicker pace.

The two of them had been visibly annoyed with one another, he noted, only Megatronus seemed to be doing a better job of hiding it.

And that was as expected—Orion was known to wear his spark on the outside, so to speak. His emotions were upfront and clear most of the time.

Or at least, that’s how almost anyone who knew the mech would describe him.

“Orion,” Ratchet muttered, watching them finally fade into the crowds outside the park grounds. “What on Cybertron are you up to with that gladiator friend of yours?”

He sighed, rising from the bench and gathering his things.

Yes, he more wanted to sit in the park and continue enjoying his free afternoon.

No, Ratchet had no worries about anyone’s safety.

But something in his spark tugged on him, urging him to follow them. Plus, Ratchet was a curious bot. He had to know what was up.

He made his way out of the park on the same path Orion and his friend had left.

It couldn’t possibly be something minor if it involved ‘all of Cybertron,’ after all.

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“It’s back here,” Orion said, taking a left and heading into a side room.

Megatronus squinted with some effort and followed Orion into it, as the blue luminescence of huge computer screens and shelves upon shelves of active tablets was left behind them.

The room ahead was almost pitch black, for nothing in that room was alive but himself and his friend. After a few moments, his optics adjusted to the room, and he began to see the shapes of the room’s contents.

Megatronus found it interesting that there were so many physical documents left after all this time and modernization.

It was assumed most everything was coded and left on holopads these days; transcribed, moved to a digital form, archived on a device of some kind, and yet…what seemed to be hundreds of scrolls—and even stone artifacts, he noticed—lay before Megatronus.

He looked from left to right with every step forward, silently and in awe.

Orion previously explained that there had always been means for these things to be written in digital form, yet there was no real reason why these documents were not.

It was thus theorized by elder scholars that the authors of the stories and accounts had simply not had said tools at their disposal in those moments, and decided to note their experiences and observations with whatever they could. Either that, or for unexplained reasons, had chosen physical documentation over digital.

Up ahead, Megatronus could make out a small desk and chair, and heard Orion’s footsteps speed up as he made his way to it.

Well, as an aspiring archivist, he must know his way around without the lights. No wonder he walks ahead with such ease…

A sharp click sounded.

Very suddenly, everything was visible. Megatronus uttered a small noise and squinted again, this time slightly in pain. He had just gotten used to the darker lighting but…oh well.

“Now, we’ve got to put together our transmission message,” Orion started almost immediately.

Megatronus watched him begin the speedy ‘cleanup’ of his messy desk—shoving things in drawers, moving the stray papers into piles and crushing them into an open science textbook. A few things clattered accidentally off the reddish wood, while others plummeted off the surface quite intentionally.

It is somehow…cute to watch him scurry about like this.

Orion eyed some papers tacked to his wall, then removed and relegated them to the floor as well.

“I see you keep a tidy workspace,” Megatronus observed with an innocent tone.

Orion threw him a look, but the larger mech could see the suppressed edges of a smile before Orion turned back to his desk and began opening files on his computer.

After a couple moments of quiet except for the typing, Orion motioned for Megatronus to come closer so he could help out. It was then that he noticed one paper had been left on the archivists’ desk, rolled shut.

Staring at it, he asked, “Does this paper tell us of our doom?”

Orion nodded, beginning to type out what was probably his evacuation plea—or a draft of it, at least. So Megatronus carefully picked it up and turned it over in his servos, handling it with as much care as he could.

Then, he opened it.

What he found, however, was not a terrifying prophecy. What he found was—

“Orion, what the scrap is this?” He muttered, holding it closer and squinting at it. He let it roll shut again and placed it on the desk. “It’s all meaningless scribbles! And you mean to tell me you got ‘the world ends soon’ from it?”

“It does say that,” Orion muttered back, continuing to type. “That’s old Cybertronian.”

Megatronus blinked. He didn’t even know there was an ‘old Cybertronian.’

“Which I can read…” Orion finally stopped typing, seeming to realize something. “Or, well, that’s to say…”

The gladiator raised an eyebrow. He didn’t like the sound of that unease in his friend’s voice. He was about to ask another question when the two of them heard someone was coming down the hall.

And sure enough, someone Megatronus had never seen before poked his head through the doorway.

“Ratchet!” Orion exclaimed, perking up and waving. For a moment, Megatronus observed, all the apprehension had seemed to disappear.

Megatronus frowned in thought, watching the mech pick his way through the piles of scrolls until he was next to Orion’s desk. Finally, it hit him, where he’d heard that name before.

“And you are…the medical student?”

Ratchet broke off what he’d started saying to Orion and looked him up and down. He then nodded.

“And you must be Megatronus, the…warrior from Kaon,” he returned looking very serious.

“Gladiator. Though I enjoy the title of ‘warrior.’”

“Right.”

There was a short pause.

“Though I am by law not allowed in these streets, I’ve found the law to be quite shabby at their job of keeping those like myself…out.”

“Seems these days we’re all figuring something out about our…illustrious leaders, and their idea of a functional society,” Ratchet said sarcastically.

Orion leaned back in his chair to look at them both, worrying they might be sizing each other up or something.

Then, Ratchet grinned.

“Well, Megatronus, I don’t have my degree yet, but if you’ve anything you’d like me to take a look at…” He offered, extending his servo.

Megatronus chuckled, and shook it firmly.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he said. “And it’s a pleasure to meet you in person. I’ve only heard your name from Orion, after all.”

“Same here.”

Thank the Allspark, no hostility.

Orion sighed quietly, then got back to work.

He’d let Megatronus get to know Ratchet a little better rather than demand any more of this focus for this. Besides, Orion wanted to write the transmission himself.

He scanned the place he’d left off, his second paragraph, reading it off in his mind to get back into the writing flow.

‘Though it may seem hard to believe,’ he typed, ‘I can assure you that this is a very real threat. One that I believe we must heed. Fellow Cybertronians, we must remember that our race is one of change. Moving homes is a large leap, but it will be necessary—’

“‘—if we are to survive what our elders have warned’…” Ratchet’s voice startled Orion, quickly realizing he and Megatronus had quietly moved to watch over the archivist’s shoulder as he was writing. Finishing that sentence, he stopped again, having lost concentration once more.

He turned to request that Ratchet not read over his shoulder like that, and then to ask what Megatronus thought of the announcement so far, but Ratchet spoke first.

“Orion.”

“Ratchet..?”

Megatronus took a small step back, curious to see what was about to happen.

The university student had an expression on his face that read something of a mix between confusion and amusement. Orion stared back at him with full seriousness.

Ratchet wordlessly leaned closer and scrolled up the screen to read the draft in full, murmuring quietly each word while Orion sat back and began to fiddle with his fingers again.

And then, finally, it seemed Ratchet had read all he needed because when he drew back, he rested his face in his palms for a second, then started laughing.

No, really laughing.

It went on for a little while before the young archivist finally cut in with an inquiry as to what could be so funny. He was starting to look more embarrassed than indignant. Megatronus had no idea what was going on, but was too amused to interrupt.

Funny, if I’d laughed at him again, we might be arguing right now.

“It—it’s—” Ratchet struggled, still laughing. He fell against the wall, trying to compose himself. Orion turned around, rolling his optics and starting to type again before Ratchet finally turned to Megatronus.

“You—you’re aware of this, aren’t you?” He caught sight of the scroll lying on Orion’s desk. It was like he already knew. “And what do you make of it?”

Megatronus shrugged.

“Can’t even read it, ‘old Cybertronian,’ or something. Truth be told, I’m not very adept with reading anyway.”

“Hm. But Orion said he…can?”

Suddenly, the gladiator realized where this was going.

Orion stopped typing again, but didn’t turn around. Meanwhile, Ratchet reached over and picked up the scroll, unraveling it.

“Well, I can,” Ratchet murmured, scanning the text to confirm his suspicions, “and it seems Orion...has misread the entire text completely.”

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Ratchet finally returned from the shop and handed Megatronus and Orion their respective cups of warmed, sweetened Energon, shaped as crystals for some seasonal event.

Megatronus received his and thanked Ratchet, Orion took his in silence, still not meeting anyone’s gaze. The three of them walked in silence to the edge of the street and stopped.

Then, finally, Megatronus broke the silence, “Oh, Orion, it’s not the end of the world!” He tried a playful jab.

“Indeed. If you’re worried, no one’s upset with you,” Ratchet added, placing a gentle servo on his shoulder. “It’s better that you misread it, actually.”

“Exactly! Our world is safe.”

“No crumbling, no destruction…” Ratchet paused, sighing. Less excitedly, he continued, “And I can finish getting my degree.”

But the archivist merely took a bite out of his treat, optics still trained on the ground, absolutely silent.

As it had turned out, Orion had been reorganizing and archiving the roomful of old physical documents, in place of Alpha Trion (who was attending to an important matter in another city), and he had seen the scrolls in the dark of early morning. Naturally, he’d not slept, and was tired. In addition to that, he didn’t even know old Cybertronian well enough to decipher the entirety of the text, which had stated…this scroll was merely a draft for a story. Orion was self-taught, so he could read some of it, but well...he needed more practice with it.

What he might have done—had he not decided to read its contents and simply file it by the code on the back—would be to place it on the shelf for old texts by famous or unknown authors. Instead, he misinterpreted it to be a real prophecy, spelling out doom, coincidentally falling on their current year.

Thankfully, before he and Megatronus had made fools of themselves by sending an 'overdramatically poetic evacuation notice'—as Ratchet had worded it—Orion's friend had read over the transmission, the scroll, and clarified what was actually written there.

It was then also that Ratchet had finally seen the value of that required class he’d taken his first year of university, learning old Cybertronian. It was boring, but it had finally come in handy.

As one could guess, however, Orion was incredibly embarrassed. It seemed he had no intention to speak for the rest of the day.

Ratchet and Megatronus exchanged looks, then moved closer to their friend. They really didn’t want him to feel bad.

Perhaps I shouldn’t have lost it like that earlier, Ratchet thought, inwardly cringing at the memory of his laughter in the silence of the room. After all, the two had been fully convinced this was a very real threat.

“Orion, you can’t possibly take a vow of silence for life,” Megatronus tried again, in a joking tone. He bent down to look him in the eyes, and finally Orion met his gaze.

And finally, the archivist spoke.

“I…um…” he shifted to the side, as if debating whether to turn away from his friends or remain facing them. “I…apologize for…the confusion I caused.”

“Oh, Orion, it’s not—”

“And the panic. And…” he reached out and touched Megatronus’ shoulder plate. “For snapping at you in the manner I did. Even in a real situation of danger, I must learn not to lose my composure like that, and I must learn on my own, not through hurting my own friends first.”

He dropped his arm again and took another bite of his treat. Megatronus and Ratchet followed suit, and the three shared another moment of quiet thought.

“Hey,” Ratchet prompted, a little awkwardly. “I owe you an apology too. I should’ve handled it with a little less…” he sighed. “I should have been more charitable towards how you were seeing it.”

“And I shouldn’t have joined in,” Megatronus added. “You were probably embarrassed and…had got the point already. In fact, you haven’t much to apologize for, Orion.”

Orion regarded both Ratchet and then Megatronus before he started down the street again, looking at the sky. His friends followed.

“No, Megatronus, I have things to apologize for. But…” he looked at them again, this time with a smile of his own. “I suppose I see now the humor in it all.”

And the trio shared the rest of the twilight hours together, traipsing the streets of Iacon. At nightfall, they said their goodbyes. Ratchet and Megatronus left together for the city gates, since they were both leaving Iacon. The medical student offered to help get Megatronus past security, and the larger mech accepted with a grin.

Orion watched them go, pleased with how it seemed they had befriended one another. Afterward, he headed back down the path they’d come, deciding along the way that archiving the rest of those scrolls could not be completed unless he was in the right mindset—and that required some much-needed sleep.

As he walked, he continued to look at the sky, at the moon not yet full, chuckling to himself as he remembered just how panicked he’d been only hours ago. But more than embarrassment was relief.

Cybertron will continue to be my home for millennia to come. I will see the faces of my friends and mentors, and have the privilege to gaze upon the wonders of life and the universe for just as long.

He heard shouting from another street and stopped to watch as a group of similarly shaped bots emerged from a restaurant, shouting and whooping, arms together and surrounding the one in the center, who looked bashful, but happy. As he gazed at them, he noticed each had scratches, chips, and one even had a couple wires hanging from their arm.

Laborers. This must be a communal establishment.

Orion also noticed what looked like a bouncer standing behind the window, arms folded and features grim. The large mech was glaring at them, looking ready to shove them off the street and into the road if they lingered any longer.

The giddy group, however, made their way off and down the street, and the bouncer-looking bot nodded, heading back into the mass of Cybertronians in the building.

Orion continued on his way, still thinking.

Life is not so perfect as one might imagine. Ideals must be relegated to thought, they are not reality. But...rather than worry about finding a new home, we may all continue to work towards peace and equality. Towards a Cybertron where no bar must be “communal” or “private” for one to go in and celebrate something with friends.

There was hope yet for their world, in more ways than one.

And for that, I am truly grateful.

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I actually hate this chapter help it was more interesting in my head--

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i-heart-marvel · 9 months

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Polaroid films | Noah Diaz x fem!reader

(Not my GIF)

Summary: When your best friend’s mom called you and asked you the babysit Kris while she’s out at work. You didn’t expect to see Noah come back so early from his work. After a while of talking y’all decided to catch up…maybe makes some photographic memories.

Warnings: fingering, making out, voyeurism?, first time writing smut, oral (M receiving), and slight nipple play?

So I haven’t seen the movie in a while so everything is gonna be weird or not right?! This is after the whole ROTB. Also like I said in the warning it’s my first time writing smut. Hope you enjoy!

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It was lunch time when my phone rang. I ran from my room to the living room answering the phone on the third ring.

“Hello?” Y/n wasn’t expecting a call at all from anyone. It’s been awhile since her phone rang, or was even used. “Hey Y/n, how are you sweetheart?” Mrs. Diaz asked her voice wavering. Oh how I missed hearing her voice. She was like a second mom to me. I haven’t seen the Diaz family, or talked to them since Noah went and did a job for Reek. It’s not like I didn’t want to go see them or call them but it hurt knowing that Noah didn’t even bother putting effort into our long time friendship. Ever since he did that job he ignored me, didn’t even bother to come to our daily park walks. ‘Those were the most important’ he would say every time my schooling was in the way. I would drop everything and go with him without a question.

“Oh hey Mrs. Diaz! I’m good just been studying real hard for my classes. Y cómo está usted? Esta bien?” I was concerned plus confused. Normally her voice would be bright and soothing, but now it sounds rushed. “Oh estamos muy vein pequeña. But I have to ask you for a favor” Mrs. Diaz asked her voice now unsure. Mrs. Diaz knew her and Noah haven’t talked in awhile and knew it would be awkward if she came over to do this favor for her. Mrs. Diaz just ran out of options. “Yeah tell me! Que es?” Y/n asked hesitation laced in her words.

“Well I’m going to enter my shift in about an hour, and I need a babysitter for Kirs. Noah can’t make it since he’s working right now.” Y/n heard Kris in the background saying that he doesn’t need one since he’s ‘grown’. I chuckled at that, “Ay Kris you know I would never leave you by yourself. Anyways Y/n I was wondering if you can come and stay with Kris until Noah comes off his shift tonight?” I stayed quiet listening to her words. Many thoughts ran through my mind, ‘what if Noah tries to talk to me? Do I ignore him? What if he ignores me? What would he do when he got there?’. Hearing Mrs. Diaz on line saying my name brought me out of my train of thought. “Mhm… Yes I’m sorry I was just thinking um yeah sure I would love to. I haven’t seen Kris in awhile so why not?”

I honestly need a brake from my studying anyways, so babysitting Kris could be a breather. Just hope nothing awkward would happen. “Oh good I can pay you tomorrow and there’s snacks in the fridge, cabinets, and leftovers in the also in the fridge.” Mrs. Diaz rambling at this point telling me all this information. “Mr-Mrs. Diaz! You don’t have to pay you know? You guys are like family to me I can be there in like twenty or so minutes yeah? I will be there just don’t pay me.” I let out reassuring her that she doesn’t need to pay me. “Okay está vein just bring want you need pequeña. I will meet you here. Okay bye thank you!” Mrs. Diaz hung up the phone. I put the phone back on the wall, I stood there contemplating if I should do this.

I walked out of the living room going into my room getting ready. I put on some comfortable clothes and shoes. I get my book bag and started to grab some VHS tapes knowing what Kris would like. Grabbing my Polaroid camera, I put it in my bag so I can take some photos for my class. After getting everything i need I start heading out the door, but before I close the door, “shit can’t leave without this,” I quickly run back in and get my stashed chocolates. I grab some and put them in my bag. “Couldn’t leave without this,” I finally shut my door and lock it.

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When I get there I knock at the door and wait patiently. Hearing footsteps nearing the door I anxiously start to play with my fingers. The door opens and reveals Kris.

“Hey Kris!” I said with a big smile on my face. He comes out and hugs me, “hey Y/n I missed you. Why don’t you come anymore?” Kris looked up at me releasing me. “Oh!” My voice faltering a bit, “I was just busy with my schooling Kris you know it’s very hard once you get older.” I said hands on his shoulder lightly turning him around him. “Okay let’s get on with this hangout bud!” “Yeah!” Kris yelled excitedly. We got into the house and I see Mrs. Diaz. “Hey Mrs.Diaz!” I walked up to her inviting arms and hugged tightly. “Oh hi pequeña! I missed you, but I’m in a rush” Mrs. Diaz quickly let go of the hug and kissed me on the cheek. She was rushing around the kitchen and living room, quickly gathering her things. “Like I said over the phone there’s food leftovers in the fridge and snacks…somewhere anyways I will see you guys later.” Mrs. Diaz went up to Kris and kissed her forehead, “oh mom come on not in front of Y/n” Kris whispered to his mom.

“Okay I’m leaving. Be safe you two Noah will come later okay? Okay bye love y’all” Mrs. Diaz quickly walked out and shut the door.

They stood there staring at the door. “Wow I have never seen her that quick” Kris said eyes wide, “me neither” I said my mouth opened in shock. I close my and turn to Kris, “now do you want to watch some movies” my voice raised a higher octave. I set my bag on the kitchen table getting out the VHS tapes. “We have some different options here” Kris turns around and looks my way and starts to walk up to the table. “We got Hocus-pocus, The Nightmare before Christmas.” I kept listening off the movies I brought and hand them to Kris for him to look at and pick. While he looked I got into the cabinets and start to get the popcorn out and some sugary snacks. I looked up at the clock and see that’s it one thirty. ‘Maybe after a movie I can take some photos.’

“Oh I think I would like this,” he showed me the movie The Snadlot. “Oh that’s a good one. You will love it more than you like it,” I said smiling at Kris and he smiled back. “Okay go put it in and I can get the snacks started!”

“Okay!” Kris exclaimed excitedly going to the tv and putting in. I got the popcorn out of the microwave and put it in to two separate bowls, and I grab the candy’s and bring them to the living room. “Here you go Kris,” I hand him the bowl and he thanks me. I laid the candy down on the coffee table and start to watch the movie with him.

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We finished the movie a few minutes ago so I go to get up. “How did you like the movie Kris?” I asked while getting the popcorn bowls and candy wrappers. “I liked it, it was cool!” Kris got up too and got our empty soda cans and threw them away. “Are we gonna watch other one Y/n?” Kris looked at me while I was putting washing the bowls, “yeah we can watch one later.” I looked up at the clock and see that it’s three something in the afternoon.

“Hey wanna go to the park and take some photos? It’s for my class and I think you’re the perfect super star to be in my photos” I asked him smiling leaning my back on the counter with my arms crossed in front of me. “Mhm what do I get if I do be in your photos?” Kris questioned with one eyebrow raised. I looked at him playfully going along with it, “how about free ice cream?” I said while doing jazz hands. “You got yourself a deal Y/n!” Kris smiled and took out his hand for a shake. I shake his hand and start to get my stuff, “okay then Kris go get your shoes and we can leave.” I smiled as he quickly ran for his shoes.

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After we went to the park and took some pretty good photos we got ice cream from a little shop.

We made it back at the apartment at six. I opened the door and let Kris in first, “how do you like your ice cream bud?” I asked while he walked passed me I ruffled his hair a bit. “It’s so good!” Kris exaggerated with a smile while putting a spoonful in his mouth. I chuckled at his actions, “yeah it’s very good, but don’t tell your mom I gave you ice cream before dinner.” I walked in behind him shutting the door and locking it behind me. I sat on the couch and looked at the tv that was playing on a random channel. “Hey Kris,” I look beside me to get his attention. “What?” He questioned eyes still focused on the tv, “what do you want from the leftovers? You guys have a different variety.”

“Oh I don’t care what you reheat, just don’t reheat Noah’s leftovers he said that there differently seasoned.” Kris said looking at you making quote on quote hand gestures. “Oh okay, yeah of course!” I said laughing and getting up to the kitchen and getting out the pasta. I see the container that’s says ‘Noah’s leftover’ I chuckled seeing the burnt food. “Okay well I’m reheating pasta” I said while taking two plates and putting pasta on them.

After heating them up I told Kris that it was ready. “Coming” he said while walking to his seat, “thank you Y/n.” Kris smiled at and I smiled back, “oh you’re welcome Kris.” When I was about to put the delicious food in my mouth I hear the door unlock. “Kris I’m home!” The voice yelled out. It was Noah. ‘Shit’ I yelled in my mind. “Oh hey Noah. Y/n’s here mom asked her to babysit me.” Kris said with a big smile looking at his big brother waking through the miniature hallway. I keep my head down avoiding to look at Noah playing with my food. “Oh.” Noah let out looking at the back of my head, “hey Y/n” he let out awkwardly. Noah walked into the kitchen looking at you before opening the fridge and getting a drink. “Hey Noah” I said keeping my head down, too scared to look at him.

Kris was confused his smile faltering a bit. “Why did it get so quiet all of sudden?” Kris asked innocently looking back and fourth between the two of you. I looked at Noah who is leaning on the counter with a soda can in his hand looking at me. “Nothing wrong Kris everything’s fine. Tell Noah what we did today,” I put on a fake smile and turned around to look at him hoping he can’t see through me.

“Oh well.…” Kris began to tell Noah what we did today. I toned him out and played with my food, occasionally I would look up at Noah who has moved to the table sitting right in front of me. We would make eye contact but would break it quickly as it came. After Kris was done he wanted me to show Noah some off the photos I took of him at the park. “They look good, I myself look good Noah” Kris said smiling while looking at Noah. Noah looked at you and began to show a little smile, “can I see them?” He questioned his voice was gentle and soft approaching. I looked up at him and sat there, “um yeah, uh let me get them.” I said dazed a little bit, nodding my head I get up and go to the living room the retrieve my film book.

I get it out and walk back to the table. Noah and Kris were talking about what Noah did today but stop when I got close. “Look they’re going to look so good. You’re pretty good at this Y/N!” Kris smiled excitedly and looked at me, “oh thank you Kris, you look handsome in these!” I said looking back him smiling while sitting down at my seat. I hand Noah my book gently I made eye contact with him and smiled a bit, he smiled back. “Thanks Y/n/n” Noah smiled grabbing my book and opening it.

“I was g-glad there wasn’t such a big crowd today since usually where I go to take those photos I can’t even get a shot.” I was surprised I said a word to Noah. I smiled and look at Kris, “maybe your my lucky charm bud. You should always come with me.” I said while chuckling and ruffling his hair. Kris smiles at me and playfully slaps my hand. “Maybe I should, I can get more ice cream.” He said playfully, “I would give you all the ice cream you would want for helping me out” I said while turning back to Noah who is still looking at them.

“Do you like them?” I questioned softly playing with my fingers, nervous for his response. Kris got up to look at the pictures with him “They look great Y/n” Noah said looking up at you smiling brightly, “you made Kris look pretty good!” I sighed, relieved he didn’t say anything bad. “Why don’t you take photos of yourself Y/n?” Kris asked looking up at you while also Noah does too. “Yeah why don’t you take photos of yourself Y/n/n?” Noah asked too with a teasing smile. I blushed, “I don’t think I would look good in films, and I’m too busy to take photos of myself.” I looked at Noah who is still smiling at me, I smiled back. “How about I take a photo of you?” Noah questioned already getting up and walking to my bag.

“Oh no, you don’t have to do that Noah!” I quickly exclaimed getting up from where I sat. “Wait let him Y/n you barley have any of yourself!” Kris said walking up and facing me, “you look good!” He gleefully said. I see Noah at my bag getting my camera, so I walked up close to him “you remembered how to take one yeah?” I questioned softly, not wanting him to do something accidentally wrong. “Yes I remember Y/n/n” Noah said turning around a getting my camera ready. “Okay now get ready!” He smiled at me, I turn around and look at Kris. I make a come here motion but he shakes his head with a smile and runs to his brother.

“Come on Noah you know I can’t do it myself it’s awkward,” I tried to get out of the situation. “Nope come on Y/n pose!” Noah said smiling and closing one eye, I let out a smile and put my hands behind my back. The flash goes off and blinds me for a bit I hear the Polaroid making my film.

Noah walked up to me with the film in hand shaking a bit so the process is faster. When he showed me I saw my form and my smile. “See you look so great Y/n/n” Noah said softly slightly moving his head down so I can hear him. “Thank you Noah.” I said just as softly looking up at him, I see that his cheeks are covered in red dust so were mine. We made eye contact for a few more seconds before we heard Kris’s footsteps, “see you do look good Y/n. No wonder why Noah said you were made to be in front of the camera.” Kris said smiling down at the picture than at me. “I’m going to put it in your book!” Kris ran off with the photo to the kitchen.

I go to sit on the couch, “you said that about me?” I questioned Noah softly. I sit on the far right of the couch with Noah sitting beside me, but he left us some space. “Yeah every time my ma would bring you and your camera skills up I said you should be in front of it instead.” He said blushing while looking at me. When I see his freckled face I can’t help but remember what he did, they way he ignored me for days. Didn’t call, visit me, or even come to our hangouts. I decided now it’s the time to ask him. “Noah what happened? Why did you ignore me? For like several days!” I examined softly so Kris doesn’t hear.

Noah was taken aback. He was surprised I even brought this up. Noah looked at me with sad eyes, “look Y/n/n-“ he was cut off by Kris yelling out, “Hey can we watch another movie Y/n?” Kris was smiling walking up to you two with more of my VHS tapes. Noah was thankful for Kris Interrupting him, he wouldn’t know how to explain to you that he works for a secret organization that’s nobody knows about.

I looked at him with a look that said ‘this isn’t over’. “Yeah sure bud pick whatever you want!” I got up and went to the tv to change the setup.

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After watching the movie Kris had fallen asleep on my shoulder. Noah sat on the opposite side of Kris, his arm laid flat behind Kris’s head his hand almost touching my shoulder.

“Noah,” I said quietly facing him not trying move so much as not wake up Kris. “Can you carry Kris to his room please?” Noah looked at me and nodded, while he was carrying Kris away I was thinking of what happened earlier. I pulled the blanket up to my chest, the one Noah got me. ‘Does he do anything bad? Is he even my best friend anymore? What does he even do for work that he managed to ignore me so much?’

A door shutting brought me out of my thoughts. I see Noah walking into the living room, he looks up at me and sits on the couch. “Look Y/n/n earlier I wanted to say that-“ he stops and takes a deep breath. I turn my whole body to look at him, my knees almost touching his thighs. Noah didn’t know what to say. How can he explain in words what he works for, and that no one has even heard of. “Y/n/n I really can’t explain. If I could I would tell you I would, but I am really, really sorry that I had ignored you for several days. My job is just really complicated I’m dealing with all this shit that probably wouldn’t even make sense to you-“ Noah rambled on talking fast, but I heard every word. “What do you mean your work is fucking complicated? To complicated to call for a minute and say ‘oh hey Y/n how are you? I’m doing fine myself! Wanna go have our daily walks and talk about life.’ You can’t even tell me that you’re safe and fine ugh!”

I jumped up from the couch and let out a groan. “I’m still mad at you Noah. You had me thinking that our friendship didn’t even mean anything to you. I don’t even know if it still means anything!” I said shouting quietly at him as to not wake up Kris. Noah looked up at me and got up and put his hands on my arms. “Our friendship means everything to me Y/n! I didn’t call you because I needed you to be safe!” Noah exclaimed his left hand going to the my cheek, his thumb going back and fourth.

“If I told you what I do you would want to help but I love you too much to lose you to some evil aliens!” I felt his breathe hitting my face. He was breathing hard, I looked into his eyes to see them glossed over by tears. My eyes soften at the sight, “What are you talking about Noah?” I grab his hand that’s on my cheek, gripping it. “Evils aliens? Are you insane?” I drop his hand and back up a little bit not believing one word. “There’s no such thing as aliens Noah. Gosh you do you really think I’m that dumb?” I scoffed and started to walk to the kitchen.

“See this is why I didn’t want to have this conversation cause you wouldn’t believe me Y/n! But trust me please!” Noah begged walking behind me and grabbing my arm making me turn around. “Trust me when I say this I love you! I have always been in love with you Y/n!” Noah said smiling sadly a tear running down his face. He was looking at me with such desperation, he hesitates his next words “befo-before I went to do the job for Reek I wanted to ask you out but I was scared of what you would say, and when I found out a dude from space was going to end the whole world I decided to not tell anyone not even you. I was terrified of what would happen to you.”

Noah brought both his hands and put them back on my cheeks. I started to tear up from his confession. He wiped the fat tears away from my face. “You’re telling the truth?” I whispered still unsure but beginning to trust his every word. He nodded licking his lips still making eye contact with me. “Oh Noah,” I sobbed out hugging him my arms wrapping around his waist. He lets out a breath and hugs you back wrapping his arms around your shoulder tucking his head into your shoulder. “Noah I love you too but you can’t ever do this again. This time you have to me everything please.” Taking my head off his chest I looked up at him, “promise me Noah, promise that we will tell each other everything even if it’s bad or good.”

I said bringing my hand on his cheek. “I promise.” He whispered back his eyes still glossy, I smiled up at him. “Y/n-“ Noah whispered liking the feeling of your warm palm on his cheek, “yes?” “Can I kiss you?” He asked wrapping a his hand around the back of my neck. My eyes widened a little I meekly nodded. He leans in slowly noses touching, I feel his breath on my lips.

Then I feel his lips connecting to mine,kissing me gently, I kiss back. I never imagined kissing my best friend but here we are. The kiss was soft and slow and it feels just like out of a fairytale. I feel his mustache rub on the top of my lip. Our lips fitting like a perfect puzzle piece, but we sadly both pull away for air. I whined at losing contact. Our foreheads connect both of us out of breath. Noah opens his eyes and sees Y/n still has her eyes closed but with a pleasured smile. “You like that Y/n/n?” Noah said teasingly his thumb rubbing the back of my neck soothing me, and I feel his other hand on my hip steadying me.

I opened my eyes again to see Noah looking at me smiling. I pull back a little, “that was…wow.” I chuckled looking at his plumped lips, “can we kiss again?” I sheepishly asked smiling, he nodded and connected his lips with mine once more. The kiss was harder now with more passion.

Noah licks Y/n’s bottom lip asking her to slip in his tongue, so Y/n opens her mouth a little wider and Noah does just that exploring her mouth. Y/n moans at the feeling, loving every second of this. With their lips still connected they move to the couch. Noah sits down first and puts Y/n on his lap, both of her thighs warp around his hips tightly. His hands go to her legs rubbing them up to her thigh. When he gets to her ass he kneads it. “mmm” I moaned out running my hands through his curls. He pulls away kissing my check and heading down to my neck. “You smell good Y/n,” I felt his nose on my pulse point his teeth nibbling at my neck he starts to suck my neck. I throw my head back letting out a moan my hand tugging his curls. “You even taste well,” he swipes his tongue at new forming bruise. Noah let’s out strained breaths every time I tug his hair.

I feel his hands going under my shirt caressing my lower back. His calloused hands give me goosebumps all over my body. He keeps on making deep colored buries all around my neck, “N-mm” he got to my sweet spot, and I couldn’t help but moan loudly. I quickly bring my hand up to my mouth hoping Kris doesn’t hear any of this. He finally pulls away and looks up at me with hooded eyes. “Was I that good?” He chuckled with smile, “y-yeah that was n-nice,” I couldn’t even talk without stuttering. My breathing was hard at this point I was almost breathless, “you look so good like this Y/n/n wish I can take a picture,” he said bring one on his fingers and dragging it around my neck.

I closed my eyes trying to calm down at the sweet new feeling. “Oh I got an idea Y/n,” he said gently shifting me off his lap I get off and sat on the couch opening my eyes back up, “what are you doing Noah?” I see him going through my bag looking for something he takes out my Polaroid camera, “I want to take a picture of your beautiful self! I wanna remember this,” he states coming back to the couch and pulling me back into his lap. I move around in his lap when I do that he lets out a breathless moan. I feel his groin through his pants touching my core, “s-shit Y/n don’t move as much,” he said bring his hand to my hip tightly gripping it.

I blush at the sound he made, “sorry. Noah how are you gonna take the picture,” I looked at him seeing that he smiling at me his thumb going back and fourth. “Well I was thinking-” he went back to kissing my neck this time he kisses each mark, “I hold the camera close while my mouth is on your neck and you just sit there all pretty enjoying every second of it. You’re the new star for the camera.” I looked at him surprised, “we don’t have to if you don’t want to.” He started to put the camera down but I stop him, “I would like to,” I said blushing and smiling. He smiles back at me and starts to go back to kissing my neck.

I closed my eyes pleased with all this. His left hand is still on my hip this time making its way to my ass, his other hand holding on to the camera. He raises it up getting ready, but once his lips met my sweet spot again I throw my head back making a o shaped with my mouth. I hear the camera take the shot. Noah pulls away but not without taking one last kiss. I opened my eyes and looked down at him smiling, “does it look good?” I see him shaking the film. He smiles looking down at the processed photo, “yeah it looks very good. You look hot,” Noah looked up at me smirking I blushed again and I grabbed the film.

In the photo I see that my hand is holding on to his curls tightly, my head is pulled back, my mouth opened, half of my face is shown. I can see Noah’s teeth nibbling, and my neck is covered with marks. I smiled at the photo, “I do look hot!” I said chuckling. “Yeah you do,” Noah said grabbing my chin and placing his lips back on mine and we were full on making out. I hear the camera take another film but ignored it and kept going. I guess he ignored it to cause then I feel both of his on my ass.

His fingertips start to mess with the waistband of my pants. “Y/n-” he said bring his right hand to the front, “can I touch you?” He whispers looking down at his hand. I nodded looking at him raising my hand on his cheek I start to lightly kiss it making my way down to his neck. While doing that I feel him rubbing me through my pants, my arousal already seeping through. “mmm f-fuck Noah,” I moaned against his neck I lightly nibble on his tanned skin, “damn Y/n you’re so wet. All this for me?” He said breathless looking at the way his hand is working. I hummed too fucked to form a word.

His fingers start to rub harder putting more pressure. I start to feel the coil tighten in my lower belly, “f-fuck Noah I thi-think I gonna cum” I stammered out pulling my head away. I start to grind into his hand wanting him to go faster, but all of sudden he pulls away I whined missing his fingers. “Oh come on Noah I was about to cum!” I examined looking at him, “oh I know Y/n/n don’t worry. I want to really feel you this time hmm. I wanna feel those walls.” He whispered in my ear kissing under it.

I take in a shuddering breath, “oh Noah. Shit just do it already,” I said whispering desperately. When he hears those last five words his pupils dilate, his eyes full with lust, “oh I will.” He quickly makes us lay down on the couch, he turns me around with my back to his chest my head laying down on his shoulder. I yelped at the sudden move, “I just want you to see how good I fuck you with only my fingers.” He said smirking at me, our eyes meeting and my mouth opened with shock. His hands go under my shirt and starts caressing my stomach. They go up until they meet my breast, he quickly takes the end of my shirt and raises it up to my neck, “mmm they look so good Y/n/n!” Noah groans out kneading both my breast I let out a breathless moan.

I quickly work to take my bra off, but Noah stops me and does it himself. When he’s done he throws it down to the floor and goes back to fondle my breast. I throw my head back to his shoulder closing my eyes, “Y/n I need you to keep those pretty eyes open for me. I want you to see all of this.” He grabs my chin making me open eyes again forcing me to look at his hands. Noah grabs my nipples and starts to rub them, “oh~” I let out closing my eyes but opening just as quickly as I closed them. He let’s go one nipple and brings two fingers up to my mouth, “suck” he simply said.

I opened my mouth letting my tongue stick out, he quickly puts it in my mouth. Closing my mouth around it I start suck on it. He shakily inhales, loving the feeling of your mouth sucking his fingers. Slightly moving my head back and fourth, I swirl my tongue around it, I taste my arousal from earlier. I moaned at the taste Noah pulls them out and goes to my core, I help him pull down my pants and panties. While his other hand is still playing with my nipple, he starts to rub his sucked fingers on my folds rubbing it in circles.

Throwing my head back I moaned trying to keep my eyes opened but it was too good. Noah quickly notices and grabs my chin gently making me bring my head off his shoulder, “look Y/n, or I won’t make you cum.” He whispers into my ear threateningly I nodded my head now focusing my eyes on his slicked fingers. His fingers starts to go down my slit and makes it at the entrance of my aching hole. He teasingly starts to rub it, “please Noah” I whined turning my head a little to look into his eyes, “please what Y/n/n? What do you want?,” he asked slowing his movements.

“P-please I want your fingers inside of me, pumping me until I cum. Please Noah,” I whined gripping his wrist wanting him to do it already. All of sudden he enters without warning making me let out a big gasp. “Ohh~ fuck so tight!” He exclaimed turning his head and kissing behind my ear, his fingers pumping in and out gradually getting faster. I see my slick leaking out me, I hear it squelching every time he meets my folds. He brings his other hand and starts to rub my clit. “Oh f-f-” I moaned not finishing my sentence, his fingers reach the spongy spot that I love so much, “oh ye-yes right there Noah,” I grabbed his wrist making him go faster. I drop my left leg off the couch spreading my legs wider.

You can hear the way he’s pumping so good, the wet noises sounding like heaven to him. I feel his hard breathing hitting my ear, I feel his hard clothe member on my lower back. “Sh-shit I’m gonna cum Noah,” I moaned out quietly looking at the way his hands are working. I bring my left hand and start to knead my breast. Noah feels her walls beginning to tighten, “cum for Y/n/n,” he kisses my cheek and a few more pumps I let go of the coil. I start to come off his fingers, and I turn my head and kiss him to try and cover my loud moans. He pumps a few more times letting me ride my high. I break away and throw my head back breathing heavily, but when I broke away I hear him get my camera from where he left it last.

“Oh that was amazing Y/n/n. You did so good for me,” he said praising me kissing my cheek, “oh look at this beautiful cunt. Wanna take a picture?” He asked me smiling and shaking the camera a bit. I smiled back and agreed, “yeah sure Noah,” his two fingers were still in my hole so he hands me the camera. I try not to move as much since I’m still overstimulated. I bring the camera up to my face and look into the little window, and I saw Noah’s left hand sprawled across stomach his other hand at my core. I feel him move his fingers out a little to show how slicked they’re I whined a bit at the feeling. I take the picture and a flash goes off, I hear the film being processed. When it’s done I take it and look at it admiring it.

Noah fully gets his fingers out and brings them up to his mouth and sucks them dry. “Mmm- told you tasted so good!” Noah moans loving the taste of my sweet slick his eyes rolling to the back of his head, I flushed red at his comment and bury my head into his neck. “Ohh~ don’t get shy on me now Y/n/n!” Noah chuckles bringing his hand onto my head petting my hair, “how can I not?” I asked laughing. He chuckles and shifts a bit.

I still feel his rock hard on my lower back, “Noah?” He looked at me and hummed, “can I return the favor?” I asked looking at him he meekly nods red dusting his cheeks. I sit up and turn around my pants now at my ankles, so I take them fully off. I grab Noah’s hands and make him sit up and turn him so now his back is on the back of couch and his legs are now man spreading. I got on my knees in front of him, “you ready?” I asked smirking putting my hands on his upper thighs, “yes.” He said breathlessly.

I tug his pants and boxers down he raises his hips to help me out. When I fully pull them down his member springs up slapping his stomach pre-cum leaking from his tip. I gently grab it I bring my thumb up to his tip spreading the pre-cum. He lets out a moan and grips the sofa tightly. Bringing my face up I look into Noah’s eyes looking at him through my eyelashes. I kiss the tip going down all the way to his base, and when I get to base I lick my way back up. I feel Noah’s thighs tense up, I opened my mouth and suck on the tip.

Swirling my tongue I go deeper, sucking him with hollow cheeks going up and down. Noah groans and grabs my hair making it into a makeshift ponytail.

I feel every vein in my mouth, and my tongue licking every one. I moaned at the feeling loving him being in my mouth. Noah let’s out a groan, I looked up at him and see that he has his head back and eyes closed his hand still grips my hair tightly. I start to speed up a little closing my eyes, I bring my right hand up and pump what I can’t fit in my mouth. My left hand goes to his balls kneading them. “F-fuck Y-Y/n. Doing s-so good,” Noah stutters out looking at me he brings his left hand and caress my cheek, I opened my eyes again and looked at him his eyelids half closed and dazed. I see him move his hand away from my face and grab the camera that I put down on the couch. I love where he’s going with this.

This time I put him deeper in my mouth, deep throating him, I gagged a little. My salvia is drooling out of my mouth, “Y-mmm~shit~” Noah said pulling my hair making me go up and down. Tears are now pooling in my eyes, “mmm~” I moaned out, I keep on looking at him and see he gets my camera ready so I look straight at it. I bring my lips back up to his tip sucking on it and my right hand working the rest. The flash goes off blinding me making me close my eyes and going back to make him come. “You look so~” Noah groaned out not being able to finish his sentence, “fuck I’m close!” I start to pump him faster. I feel him twitch in my mouth and shoot his load. Noah groaned and tighten his hold on my hair.

I lay my left hand on his abs caressing them. I swallow his load, some of it leaking from the corners of my mouth, I wiped it away. I pull away letting him catch his breathe, I lay my head down on his stomach relaxing my mouth. ““Was I good?” I asked wrapping arms around him”yeah, yeah you were,” he said petting my hair he grabs the film and looks at it. He sees me sucking on his tip, my pupils dilated looking straight at the camera, my right hand on his shaft, my left hand laying in his thigh, and my hair being messy. “You looked so pretty sucking me,” Noah said showing me the film, I blushed while taking it.

“What are you going to do with them, the films I mean?” I asked laying my chin on his stomach looking at him, “well I was going to put it in my own book. For just me and you.” He proclaims, “here wanna take this to my room?” Noah smirks, playfully raising his brows and gently grabbing my arm making me stand up from my position. “How many did we take Noah?” I start to pick up my pants and start to clean up quickly not wanting to be caught by Mrs.Diaz, ‘that would be embarrassing’ I thought.

“We took a few good ones Y/n/n.” He said wrapping his arms around me from behind swaying us a bit. “Mmm okay pretty boy, I’m not waiting on you so let’s go,” I said unwrapping myself from his warm embrace. I tug at his hand eagerly, he quickly gathers the rest of his things and follows me into his room. I pull him in and quickly shut the door, i hear him drop his things and pushes me up against the door, “ready for the real round?” He said teasingly tugging at my shirt wanting me to take it off. I chuckled and kissed him on the lips, “oh I’m so am!” I said pushing him to his bed. We both laughed and enjoyed the rest of our night.

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The next morning Noah’s mom woke up early to make the kids breakfast. She was walking into the living room noticing there’s still popcorn kernels and junk so she decides to clean it up. Once’s she got to the couch she sighed,”oh these kids leaving their messes and not cleaning it…up,” she stopped and saw a film. She picks it up and sees the most vile thing. She gasp and yells madly,”Noah!!” The whole house gotten woken up by her scream.

Noah wakes up and thinks shit.

Let’s just say Y/n and Noah were shamelessly embarrassed and forced to clean the whole house while Kris and Mrs.Diaz went out for breakfast.

——————————————<3———————————yeah so that was my attempt to write smut I really hope who ever is reading this likes it. If it disappoints you I am so sorry 💀😭 I was really going to continue this when they got to his room but my phone is legit not handling anything so well. So yeah tell me y’all think and if I should write anything else! 🤭