Through the Screen

"and who are you to say that when you've been a fucking slut?" blue eyes are guarded with rain clouds of unabashed anger, noah's breathing unregulated and hot against abel 's lips and his fingertips still pressed against the soft skin of abel 's neck. he watches as the most embarrassing shade of pink flushes down abel 's cheeks, earthy eyes looking away from his own as abel goes completely pliant under his grip.

"aren't you gonna say something now abel?" noah pushes, his brain muted for the night as he steps closer, their bodies pressing flush against each other and he doesn't miss the sharp intake of breath from abel 's mouth once he tightens his grip around the younger boy's throat.

"noah," abel struggles to breathe, but his stomach is tightening with the way noah has him trapped, and his heart is racing as he cranes his neck and rests his head against the scratchy bark. noah doesn't respond. he simply watches how abel 's chest rises and falls without a definite pattern and how the colour on his cheeks deepens with every passing second, and just how long it has been since he has marked the pale surface of abel 's neck and watched him squirm under his touch.

noah is aware that what he's thinking about doing could make this situation so much worse, he is aware that he cannot blame this on anything today, not even the alcohol. it is all him right now, all his heart and all his brain and all his actions and this mess of a man in front of him who has his thoughts going haywire.

but he can't stop himself from getting closer, from loosening his grip on abel 's throat and sliding the palm of his hand heavily down the younger boy's chest and watching as he inhales the cold air slowly, his eyes dropping shut as if he too, is aware of what noah is doing. noah's conscious is yelling at him, knocking at the closed doors of his brain to make him snap out of this trance but noah is too far gone--his hands are already sliding around abel 's waist and gripping his lean hips tightly between his fingers.

it's wrong, it's so pathetically wrong, yet, noah lets his mouth close over the soft skin of abel 's neck, his tongue cascading over the flesh and his teeth sinking in just slightly to leave a mark to remember this mistake. abel doesn't protest, he is completely under noah's mercy and the way noah's body is pressing his against the tree harshly.

"noah," it's just a small whisper of his name before abel tangles his fingers into noah's hair, his back arching slightly when noah's lips lock on a sensitive spot at the base of his neck.

weight of the mistake they are making, adding more and more pressure with every tick of the clock. and when

marking possessiveness into abel 's skin, and abel 's body unbelievably compliant with apology. it's so much more than a kiss and so much less than love, it is a desperation so powerful that it overrules all common

hands pushing against the hem of noah's jumper clumsily and the older man just grabs his wrists and pushes

his jeans come in contact with abel 's as he pushes his thigh between abel 's legs, grinding softly. abel makes a mumbled noise of pleasure against noah's mouth, and noah releases abel 's hands from above his head, only to press his right palm back

separates his mouth from noah's and his breathing becomes constricted, his already blurred mind becoming even more fuzzy as noah applies a slight pressure at his throat, noah's hips grinding torturously slow against his. the thin sheet of sweat on his forehead glistens under the

for, but as soon as noah's fingers leave his throat, he turns them around and pushes noah's back firmly against the bark, pressing his lips fervently against noah's. abel pulls off the jacket noah gave him and lets it slip from his shoulders before letting his hands travel down from

"abel we can't--"

swallow his protest and before noah can stop him again, he drops to his knees and pulls down noah's jeans and boxers in one swift

the overgrown mess of abel 's hair, pulling at it slightly. abel moans softly from under him, swirling

noah throws his head back for a moment before gripping abel 's hair tightly between his fists and thrusting slowly in his mouth, abel 's jaw slackening with submission and his hands