Chương 106: [Smut] Vodka

Despite this pitter-patter, Noel looked lazily as he made these pleas fervently, and took his hands.

He placed it on his face. "Can you feel the fire still?"

Mickey's eyes looked like two round billiard balls. They quickly shook in all directions, as he nervously looked around, unsure.

"You're scared. Because you know the fire is dead." Noel told him plainly. "It's too late to ask to be burned by it now."

Mickey shook his head and squeezed him tighter. "That can't be true... Noel....."

He went to kiss Noel's lips, and he just let him. But he knew that Mickey knows it.

This was just him clinging to the last bits of his denial. That his efforts would amount to something, that he can make that fire spark again.

He went to kiss Noel again and again fervently, hastily rubbing himself on his cock. As if the friction would bring the fire back.