105 | intertwined; a fervent wanting

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Hello to the younglings or people simply uncomfortable, here's a warning that an R18 scene will be occurring in this chapter. It's essentially the whole chapter: to those skipping it, I think it's a means of expressing and connection between two people. This is basically what the capture is trying to encapsulate. (So you won't be missing essential plot or secrets!)

You can say, it's Noah's venting of his frustrations and pleading for Kaden to remember him, and a test of Kaden's waning resolve and self-doubts of his determination-how deep his desire and love runs, and whether the choices he'd made are correct.

Anyway, I'll be posting a second chapter 15 minutes after this one uploads. (Bc I still want everybody to have an update ^^)

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The alcohol burning in their blood had yet to fade, a lingering catalyst for the myriad of feelings boiling. On the verge of overspilling and splattering against the cold floors.

Noah slid his jacket off at the door with urgency, cloak draping across a leisurely chair. He turned, waiting. Kaden stood at the doorway, staring, and Noah sighed.

"Perhaps you misunderstood my intentions, Chauvet. But I don't intend to lay next to you and ease your nightmares—"

Two steps—two steps, and Kaden was standing before him, his hands looping around and aggressively, yet awkwardly pulling the dragon closer.

He yanked at Noah's collar with one hand, pressing his lips briefly on the other, tentative and uncertain. Then, like an obedient student working hard, he pressed another, a little more daring, a little firmer.

Noah's eyes widened impossibly, dark eyes blown wide in surprise.

A touch of Kaden's tongue, and Noah's eyes narrowed dangerously, leaning down and leaning in.

He took over the reigns, leading the kiss, and directing them to flip onto the bed. Kaden gasped, and his mind blurred, and he had definitely drunk far too much.

Even his regrets of drinking were smothered, pressed to the corners of his dizzy thoughts.

A weighted air pressed above, under the dim room lights and the mutters, the groans. Kaden barely felt the softness of the covers when the warmth of another's body pulsed over him in a heartbeat, both rhythmical and hurried.

There was no doubt, however, that the fierce kiss had his entire body made pliant, limp, and dazed as his eyes squeezed shut.

He couldn't breathe—his thoughts were spinning—he must be making a terrible mistake at this very instant and—how did this happen, and—

And—

"Breathe, Chauvet."

Noah's muttered reminder was consuming, pulling away to leave an obscene trail before pressing forth once again.

Kaden obediently listened, his pride too far gone to steal back.

He moved his tongue to the dance that the other led and arched his body as it was manipulated between the slender fingers, the sharp and beautifully defined knuckles that dragged along his back. The raw skin that made its way under his shirt, sending a burning path against his spine.

His mind was too distracted to realize that his shirt was unbuttoned, slipped off by sly hands, the white fabric pooling into the covers.

Too distracted by the gloom in Noah's fathomless eyes that painted a sultry scene, of himself spread out on the bed, a fool under the other's grasp.

Kaden saw his limpid gaze, the tears that begun to spring at the edges, and a horrible flush that turned his entire body red. Noah regarded him fixedly, drinking in his red hue as if it were alcohol and he was an addict. The sinner turned his head away, and it was forcibly pulled back by firm fingers.

"Look at me." Noah's hands trailed down further, gently brushing over every inch of skin, every piece that made Kaden Chauvet whole.

The command was absolute.

"If you want to use me,"

The hands move down to his pants, sliding the fabric off in between hurried kisses. Noah moved down, colouring a trail of kisses down Kaden's scarred skin as if to ink it in his memory. Scars that would never heal; but that didn't mean they couldn't be inked with another's mark.

"Let me use you."

Kaden shivered involuntarily, bending away in both shyness and shame—but Noah forced his legs open once again, relentless.

He wanted to beg to turn the light off, at least, but Noah seemed to have no intention of doing so. The man wanted to bear witness to every twitch, to every mark that claimed its place on Kaden's wretched body.

"Please—" Kaden whined as Noah's teeth grazed his skin sharply, still working their way down to dangerous realms.

He arched his back in a cry of surprise as a finger brushed past his rim, and a cold liquid poured at his back. Noah hushed him gently, coaxing him into opening with gentle hands, despite the fervour in which he moved.

The dragon moved without hurry, spreading his fingers and twisting, turning with every stolen moan from the man underneath.

Noah continued to stretch the expanding rim, while his hands continued to wander over the other's body, searching for hidden spots of pleasure.

He lowered his eyes, observant and watching.

A sharper graze over the fine points of the chest elicited a compliant whine, and a brush along the firm upper thighs made the sinner arch towards him.

When Kaden was nothing more than a sloppy mess underneath, helplessly lying with his trembling legs spread, and an obscene liquid dripping from behind, Noah stopped.

He pulled his fingers away and the tight rim squeezed around them, unwilling to let go.

Noah chuckled, amused and Kaden flushed in shame.

"I'll give you one last chance to tell me no," said Noah, his voice a hoarse rumble, on the teetering edge of restraint. "Say no, and I'll stop. I won't have you without permission, without your wanting."

And Kaden was terrified, undoubtedly so. He struggled against the pleasure surging through his veins, and his hole that gaped slightly, empty from the previous ministrations. His gaze lingered on the dragon's desire, throbbing and yearning, the red flush across the somber face.

Kaden knew the reason why this dragon, polite and respectful, asked the question. He knew his adversity to touch and fear of forsaking control in this way that was beyond him, more dangerous than the dizziness alcohol provided.

To have his own body made into a state of incoherent thoughts and mumbles.

But it's ridiculous, thought Kaden with a wry laugh, how this ridiculous writer practices restraint when his body tells otherwise.

Shame melted away into a burning confidence as he stretched out his arms, looping them around Noah's neck, feeling the pulse of life that beat in his veins, reminding him of this reality. Noah's wanting was so vivid, that he wanted to sear it into his bones.

How could a person want him so much, long to hold him, to have him?

Kaden feared waking up more than he feared losing himself.

His chest rose and fell unsteadily, hesitation lining his shoulders, but his gaze remained on the dragon. He forced a teasing inclination in his words, a mischievous smile spreading across his wet lips, body splayed against the tangled covers.

"I wouldn't ever refuse you, Bellamy."

Reason snapped and Noah kneaded the supple skin with a powerful vice, spreading the well-defined legs apart beside his waist. Hurried and uncontrolled, he pushed inside slowly. Kaden felt the foreign entering, the strangeness in his stomach and body, squirming.

He gasped, eyes snapping open in pain and exhilaration as Noah sunk in, pressed against Kaden as if trying to erase any slivers or gaps separating them. The burn spread up his body, rushing along his veins.

Noah remained there, pressed flush against him for several beats, as Kaden grasped at the sturdy back and calmed his breath, his rim fluttering around the intrusion.

Once his breathing calmed, the dragon slowly pulled away.

"Bellamy," gasped Kaden in a state of shock, hands scrambling to draw the dragon closer again. The narrowed gaze deepened, and Noah slammed in again, mercilessly. "Bellamy, Bellamy..." And again, and again. "Noah, wait... Noah...!"

The hands around Noah's back pulled tighter, refusing to let go and Noah's eyebrows furrowed furiously. His name rained over his ears in that soothing voice he'd grown used to hearing every day.

He moved with more fervour, a rapid onslaught as he sought to bury his feelings deep inside the man, where the fool couldn't deny it any longer. He pushed deeper, further, where no other person would ever reach if not him.

"Kaden," growled Noah, emotions overflowing to fill the indifferent expression with a myriad of thoughts.

He stared, mesmerized by the swollen pucker that greedily pulsed and engulfed his length. His finger trailed along the filled hole, pressing against and around it as Kaden moaned in surprise.

Noah smiled in quiet amusement, a faint murmur of laughter. "Your mouth down here is much more honest than you."

Kaden's mind tumbled, unknown pleasure coursing through his body. Yet whether it came from Noah's relentless movements or the vivid expression of passion that bled through every thrust, he didn't know.

His eyes blurred from the physiological pain as his face was tilted and violently plundered in the same frenzied manner his body was.

In between gasps, Kaden parted his blurry, tear-stained vision, moaning and gasping as mortification reddened his cheeks, unable to control the way his body arched or moved to the other man's ministrations.

Then, a drop of warm liquid dripped onto his face.

Kaden's eyes widened again, even through the pleasure and pain, as he took in Noah's knitted eyebrows that seemed to be venting his frustrations and his desires. The narrowed gaze that remained dedicated to him, streaming with silent tears.

It was an expression of aching love, one rooted so deep that its branches buried into his very existence itself.

Having realized his tears, Noah drew away to wipe them hurriedly, gritting his teeth with his body still submerged deep inside Kaden.

However, the latter stared as if to write the expression to his memory, in any life that he may have. Kaden stretched out his hands, startling the dragon, before yanking the man's body down, nimbly flipping their positions.

His mind followed a singular train of thoughts, staring above at Noah's body. The curve of his muscles developed with strict training, the deep collarbones, and the snowy hair that contrasted his dark and powerful gaze. The thick and long eyelashes that framed those sharp eyes, the frown that seemed constant and all the more precious when it curved into a faint smile.

Through tears, Kaden bent down and kissed the man with the same passion, as Noah stared with wild confusion that melted into aggressive desire, returning the kiss.

"Noah," called Kaden in a softness unlike his own, with emotions he'd locked away since he'd given up on life, long ago. "Noah, can you believe me? If I say I've never betrayed you, that I never will or can."

Even if my existence is rewritten, I'll still be loving you.

Noah ground his teeth together furiously, breaking away from the consuming kisses. "Then—"

Kaden shifted, making the man underneath his groan before he pressed his lips down again to silence any other questions.

The dragon pressed a warm palm against his lips, breathing heavily. "Kaden, stop running away. Admit it— you remember—"

A ghost of a kiss pressed onto his palm, and Noah stilled. Kaden's lips curled against the hand, peppering the skin with sweet kisses as he squeezed down below, split around Noah's length.

He brushed a hand over his stomach, feeling the fullness that pulsed inside him, stretching him wide. He lifted his body slowly, before experimentally pushing himself down. Kaden groaned, testing his movements before he repeated the movements.

It was a connectedness never felt before; as if at that moment, he knew the intricate design of Noah's thoughts and being.

Holding tightly onto the intelligent hand that cupped his face, he thrust himself with slow and awkward lifts, gradually gaining speed.

"Come on, my lovely dragon," smiled the man wretchedly through struggling pleasure that distorted his features, sweat trickling down his forehead. "I must not be doing enough if you still have time to speak."

A string of reason snapped in an instant.

Noah pulled away from Kaden's clingy hold, confusing the other, before they wrapped around the slender yet trained waist. Kaden looked down slowly, widening his eyes in realization.

"Wait—"

Noah slammed Kaden's body down, eliciting a sharp yelp of surprise. He used Kaden's body like a toy, slamming him over and over, increasing his movements with a bruising grip.

Kaden lost his control, allowing himself to be used as the dragon pleased, submerged in unbelievable depths of pleasure.

"If you don't want to have a conversation," growled Noah irritably as he slammed the man over his length once again. "Then I'll oblige to your wishes."

"I'll fuck you until you can't stand."

Kaden felt his body being raised, agonizingly slow as he lifted his chin tiredly, letting out a breathless laugh. His body twitched, but arrogance still ran rampant in his gaze. "Can you live up to my expectations?"

Noah yanked the body down violently as Kaden gasped, feeling it reach even deeper, shuddering and shaking as pleasure built up in his stomach.

However, Noah pulled him down even further, as if wanting to submerge himself entirely inside Kaden's very being. Stars danced across Kaden's vision as he shook his head, scrambling to move away.

"I— wait— give me a second—"

Noah gently caressed Kaden's terrified gaze which was filled with ecstasy. He slowly lifted the body again, gently. "I'll go even further."

"No, wait— really— I... I feel—"

His grip was relentless, forcing the body to remain still. "I'll bury myself so deep, you won't be able to run away anymore. I'll engrave my memory into you myself, and mark my name into your bones."

Noah thrust up as he slammed Kaden's pliant body down once again, his entire length swallowed by the clenching rim that trembled. Kaden shook terribly, crying out as the pleasure erupted, releasing while his vision went stark white.

He felt a heat rush inside him, pushing deep within his body as he shuddered, forced to remain impaled by a firm hold.

His voice was hoarse and broken. "...that's... I just... let's stop—"

He didn't have a second to breathe before Noah thrust his hips up, gaining relentless momentum, again and again. Kaden cried out, blubbering pleas to stop as the pleasure that just spilled out built up again.

"Didn't I tell you?"

The dragon's lips curled at the corners, a faint and teasing smile though his gaze spoke warnings of deep promises. "I won't stop until you're a sloppy, withering mess and your body remembers my shape. I won't stop until you can't whisper any more lies."

Kaden sobbed in overstimulating pleasure, unable to stop the man from toying with his body, slamming up inside him, stretching his rim wide.

"I won't stop until you understand that I'm yours."

The words surged through Kaden as his release spluttered out again, but the aggressive thrusts underneath him didn't stop. He threw his head back, giving up on trying to escape as his body melted in the other's hold.

He thought, distantly, that he would've believed it if the world told him all his suffering was to prepare him for Noah.

Kaden turned his blurry gaze to the outside window, and the brilliant moonlight streaming inside over their connected bodies that cast shadows onto the ground. He closed his eyes, quiet tears continuing to fall.

For Noah, and his overwhelming affection that overwrote anything Kaden ever knew.

And thus he prayed, now knowing the burning of love,

"Don't abandon me, please."

It came out as a whisper, hushed and secret.

Noah's breath stagnated, and he said not a word in response but pulled the sinner closer, pressing the warmth of their bodies together as they interlocked like two perfect pieces of a puzzle.

"Impossible," breathed the dragon between laboured breaths. "It's always been impossible. The idea of leaving you."

And he knew, that regardless of frustrations or complaints, he could not go back.

By the living's decree, their lives could no longer run parallel.