Noah's New Plan - 26. Chapter 26

Eli pushed Noah against the closed door, wanting one last kiss before having to go back to work. Even though they'd just fucked on top of Rex's desk, it still wasn't enough for Eli. It was all Noah's fault anyway for showing up at the Buckle in those tight jeans. Pinning Noah against the door, he ravaged his boy's mouth as he ground against him, pressing his newly hardened cock against Noah.

With a small moan, Noah turned his head away, ending the kiss. "We should go. I don't want your boss to catch us."

"Rex'll be okay," Eli growled out as he planted kisses down Noah's neck, nibbling with his teeth.

Noah shuddered against Eli, gripped his shoulders, then let out a soft whimper. "Your beard whiskers..."

Eli smirked. "You love that, don't you?" He rubbed his chin across the sensitive flesh of Eli's neck as he unbuttoned Noah's jeans.

"You're gonna kill me," Noah moaned as Eli slipped his hand inside his boy's underwear and found his still wet hard-on. When he started to pull, Noah drew in a breath and held it. "Eli, I don't think I can do it again."

"Hm. I bet I can make you come again."

Just as Eli was about to drop to his knees, the doorknob rattled.

"God damn it!" Rex shouted from the other side of the door. "Eli, if you're in my office screwing around again..."

"Oh my god," Noah muttered, his voice tinged with panic as he hurriedly buttoned his jeans and set about straightening his shirt.

"You're fine." Eli reached up and combed Noah's frazzled hair with his fingers, then unlocked the door and pulled it open.

"Sorry, boss. We were just chatting."

"Chatting my ass," Rex said as he pushed past Eli. His face scrunched as he turned his head. "It fucking reeks in here."

"Uh..." Noah started to say something to Rex, but then decided to cut and run. His face completely red, he darted out of the office.

Eli turned to his friend. "Sorry about that. We got carried away. You know how it is-- Oh, wait, you don't."

"Get the fuck out of here before I fire your big dumb ass." Though his words were harsh, he had a smile on his face. He shoved Eli through the door and slammed it shut.

Eli's chuckles were cut off when he found Noah in the hallway being accosted by a bleach-blond pastel-covered twink.

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Noah didn't have much time to recover from his embarrassment at being caught in Rex's office with Eli. Before he could make it out onto the bar floor, he was pushed backward by someone shoving his chest.

Stumbling, he caught his footing against the wall and looked up to see what the problem was.

Crap. Not again.

"You fucking slut!" Reagan screamed loud enough to be heard over the music. "Where is he?"

"Who?"

"Derek, you bitch!"

"How should I know? I told you, I don't want Derek. I have a man. And you need to calm down."

"I know you just fucked him. I smell it all over you. Get out of my way."

Before they could get any further, Eli stepped in and pushed the two men apart. He grabbed Reagan by the popped collar of his lavender golf shirt and yanked him away from Noah.

"What the fuck is going on here?" he growled.

Noah sighed. "This is Derek's boyfriend, Reagan."

"Ah." Eli nodded in understanding. "Should I call an exorcist?"

Reagan tried to squirm out of Eli's grip. "What? What the hell does that mean?"

"You know, The Exorcist. Horror movie from the seventies? Demon possessed girl named Regan? Ring any bells? If I gotta explain it..."

Reagan rolled his eyes in a highly exaggerated manner. "Uh, I was like born in 1990. Now let me go, you ape!"

Noah sighed. He was liking this kid less and less all the time. "He thinks Derek and I are... having sex."

Eli jerked Reagan by the shirt collar and dragged him to the front of the bar. He kicked open the outer door with his boot, then pulled the twink outside.

He bent down into Reagan's face, his voice loud and clear. "Look here, kid. I'm getting fucking sick of you and that pencil-dicked douchebag sticking your goddamned noses in me and Noah's relationship." He let go of Reagan's shirt with a shove, sending the boy scrambling backward. Eli pointed his finger at the kid. "If I see you around here again, I'm gonna pound you into the dirt. And not in the way you like."

Reagan pursed his lips together as he stood upright and dusted himself off. "You just stay away from him. Or you'll be sorry." He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing as he did.

In that moment he seemed so small and young, Noah almost felt sorry for him. The kid just didn't get it. "As you can see, I've moved on. This big lug here is mine, and he's more than enough for me to handle. Derek is all yours."

Reagan looked between the two men, then turned and left.

Noah turned to face Eli. "Do you think he'll be okay?"

"Who the fuck cares?"

Noah burst out laughing. "Mister Sensitive over here." He grabbed the man's big bear paw of a hand. "I love you, Eli. I don't want anyone else."

Eli tugged Noah close. "I know."

He kissed Noah until the smaller man nearly passed out.