Noa wants to take Reese on a date

Noa leaned forward and pressed her lips to Reese's. "You taste good," she said softly, tapping their chin with her index finger. "You know that?'

"So you've said." Reese winked.

Noa giggled and crawled past them, toward the end of the bed... but then she paused. "Hey, Reese... wanna see something that'll either turn you on or gross you out?"

"Oh, my favorite." Reese shifted onto their butt, crossed their legs (jelly legs!) and turned around.

Noa was on her knees, legs slightly parted, hiking her butt out so Reese could admire it. She looked over her shoulder, blushing like mad, and gestured downward with her head. Reese looked between her legs... and saw their cum pooling beneath her. A slow, steady dribble coated a spot the size of a silver dollar.

"Oh... wow." Reese blushed. "That's hot."

"Yeah?" Noa panted. "It feels... so good..."

"Really?"

"Mmhmm..." She moaned softly and stayed there, just for a few seconds, letting a little bit more of Reese's semen slide out of her, before standing up. "Oh, fuck," she groaned, "I'm so fucking sore."

"Sorry."

"Make it up to me!" she called, heading toward the hallway. She smacked her butt as she left the bedroom, leaving Reese with the sight of her rippling cheek.

Reese also stood up. It was... an ordeal. Everything below the waist ached. They headed for the bathroom.

They stood outside the bathroom, leaning against the wall, waiting for Noa to finish cleaning herself off. After a few minutes she wearily walked out, running her fingers through her hair. "Look what you did," she teased, looking playfully outraged. "You've ruined all my hard work."

"I'm sorry. It'll never happen again." Reese left Noa to stew with that as they slipped by her and popped into the bathroom. They giggled as they heard her sputter.

"Let's negotiate!" Noa called through the door.

Reese laughed. "What are your terms?" They grabbed a hand towel and wetted it before wiping themself off. They were too tired to take a proper shower; this would have to do in the meantime.

"Umm... you can mess up my hair all you want as long as, umm... as long as you do... that."

"Do what?"

"A-all of it?"

Reese giggled. "Yeah?"

"That was fucking amazing."

"Tell me about it."

"You voyeur."

"That's me!" Reese smiled as they dried off.

"I just felt like... like you got me, in that moment. If that makes sense. Like, umm... you did everything I wanted you to."

"Yeah?" Reese came out of the bathroom and, before Noa could respond, wrapped their arms around her. She melted into their embrace, not even hugging back, just letting Reese envelop her. "Good." They nuzzled her cheek with their own. "Good."

"Thank you, baby."

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For a lot." They pulled back a bit so they could look at her face. "I feel sappy. I'm a sap tonight."

Noa giggled. "I like it." She cracked her neck. "I'm, umm... kind of awake now."

"Me too. Wanna eat some ice cream?"

"Absolutely, I do." She snorted. "Maybe not on the bed, though."

"Why not?"

"'Cause it's absolutely covered in cum and sweat?"

"O-oh. Good point."

"I've got a few." She smooched their cheek. "Nourish me with ice cream!"

Reese giggled and took Noa by the hand. They led her to the kitchen.

---

"You fucker!" Noa shrieked as Reese touched her butt with the ice cream container. She giggle-squealed and jolted away.

"I'm sorry! Your butt called out to me."

Noa crossed her arms over her chest. "And to think I was gonna suck your dick tomorrow." She glanced at the digital clock on the oven. It read 3:12. "Okay, later today, technically, whatever. But that's off the table now."

Reese solemnly marched toward the microwave and started putting the ice cream container inside.

"What are you doing?"

"Evening the odds," Reese deadpanned.

"How do you go from, like, cute and romantic to trifling goofball so quickly? Is that your superpower?" She poked them in the butt with her big toe.

"I thought cunnilingus was my superpower," Reese said casually, popping the container open and treating themself to a spoonful.

Noa flushed. "W-well, I mean..." She poked her pointer fingers together. Her blue nails caught the moonlight. "Umm... can I ask you a question?"

"Always."

"Was I... gross?"

"No. Why?"

"I just... I dunno, I said some stuff and I don't want you to take it the wrong way..."

"Like me being your Reese?"

She swallowed. "Like that, yeah."

"But I was your Reese. Right then. Like you said." They ate another spoonful of ice cream.

Noa tugged at her lip with her upper teeth. "Really?"

"Really really. I told you I'd say if something bothered me, remember? And I didn't say anything. So..."

"So... you liked it?"

"I did. Umm... this might sound silly but it was exactly what I needed to hear right then."

"Yeah?"

"I've been having a hard time. Umm..." Now it was their turn to blush. "You remember... from earlier." They coughed. "Sorry about that."

"Hey. Don't apologize." She scooted along the counter until she was right next to them. "It didn't bother me. At all. It would bother me if you were the kind of person who, like, refuses to be ****."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah! So don't worry about it. Seriously. And, umm... I liked it."

"Really?" They scooted the ice cream to her. "Why?"

Noa blushed. "I, umm... I like to be needed."

"Yeah?"

"And I like taking care of people."

"You're really great at it."

She cooed. "Thank you, baby."

They leaned over and nuzzled her temple with the top of their head. "You're pretty great in general."

"I know." She laughed and took a bite of ice cream. "Umm... so you liked it?"

"Being taken care of?"

Noa nodded.

"I loved it."

That smile. That dimple. "Really?"

"Really."

Noa made a little happy sound at the back of her throat. She teased the back of Reese's hand with her fingers. They splayed their fingers and laced them with hers, and squeezed. "Good." She turned away. "Umm..." She played with her hair. "If you ever want me to do it again..."

Reese squeezed her hand. "You never know. I'm a very silly person."

"It's not silly to be sad. Or anxious." She scooted sideways until her hip grazed Reese's. The sudden contact was warm and welcome in the chilly kitchen, made colder by the ice cream settling in their stomach. Their face flushed. Noa stroked their lower back, drawing lazy ovals with her curled fingers. "I'm both of those things a lot of time. So I get it. But it's okay."

"Okay." Reese offered a faint, but unmistakably happy, smile and tilted their head toward hers; she met them halfway. They reached around Noa's back and curled their fingers around her side. She purred contentedly as Reese pulled her in close. They dragged their lips across the side of her head, planting kisses on her temple and hairline, teasing out a series of silly, lilting giggles. "You can be sad and anxious around me, too." They rested their forehead against her temple. "I'll take care of you."

"Yeah?" Noa gently scratched Reese's back.

"Mmhmm..." They kissed her temple. "Whatever you need."

"Oh..." Noa withdrew her arm and scooted a little more until Reese could wrap their arms around her. They crossed their arms, one over her chest, the other over her stomach, and lightly squeezed. Noa squeaked out a happy giggle and leaned against Reese's chest. "It's a deal."

---

"Wow." Noa shook her head as she surveyed the mess they'd made. The fitted sheet was drenched in sweat, flecked with copious amounts of ejaculate and pussy juice. Not only had they totally wrecked the sheet, but they'd disrespected the blankets and pillows, as well.

"Look at how they massacred my boy," Reese lamented, screwing their face up in a parody of grief.

Noa rolled her eyes. Her hands were on her hips -- she looked pretty authoritative, actually, some kind of messy bed expert. Which, considering the immaculate state of her home, may have been close to the truth. "We did all this?"

"Yep." Reese nodded sagely. "I blame you."

"Uh!" Noa put her hand over her chest. "Excuse me?"

"Listen --"

Noa gave their butt a sharp spank, making them "eep!" and scurry away. "No."

"Pffft." Reese shrugged. "Wanna hang out on the couch?"

"Yes, please."

Reese picked up their sleep pants with their foot. "Umm... do you mind if I get dressed? I'm a little chilly."

"Not at all." She bent down and picked up the black hoodie she'd worn earlier. "I was gonna do the same."

Reese pulled on the sleep pants, followed by an old crewneck they fished out of the closet.

"Aww," Noa said, turning the hoodie over in her hands. "It's stained. I'm sorry."

"That's okay! Let's find you something else." They gestured for the hoodie. "Here." Noa tossed it. The moment it made contact with Reese's hands they realized that was a mistake: a glob of semen smeared across their thumb and the heel of their hand. They wiped themself off on the hoodie and tossed it into a nearby hamper.

Noa sidled up next to them. She crossed her arms behind her back and rocked forward on her heels, causing her breasts to bounce. She looked up at Reese and smiled. "So I get to wear one of your shirts?"

Reese nodded, smiling like an idiot. "Whatever you want."

"But I might stretch it out..." Noa nudged Reese's leg with her foot.

"Yeah?" They asked, sliding behind her. Unable to resist the urge they wrapped their arms around her and brought them up her breasts. She let out a little sigh as they brought their arms up. "Why's that?"

Noa tilted her head back and looked up at Reese. "C'mon, you know why."

"Do I?"

She rolled her eyes. "You really like it when I talk about my body, huh?"

Reese nodded. Their face was close enough to Noa's that on the downswing their septum piercing brushed against her hair. It tickled. Despite their attempt at playing cool they threw their head back and fought against a sneeze.

Noa snorted. "Oh, honey, that was... that was pitiful."

"What are you talking about?" Reese sniffled. "That was part of my master plan!"

"Oh, really?" She looked up at them, eyebrow raised. Her glasses were sliding down her nose, which Reese found fucking adorable.

"A clever ruse!" They bent forward and kissed her nose. She scrunched it and giggled.

"Oh, I see." She sighed. "Well, if you must know, I'm worried that my big, fat tits will stretch out your poor little shirt."

"O-oh." Reese almost stumbled. How was she so good at pushing their buttons? They swallowed. "I, umm, I still don't... get it..."

Noa exhaled sharply and reached up so she could hold onto Reese's arms. They admired her blue nail polish -- it glimmered in the light. "Ah. Perhaps I should demonstrate." She winked and scooted away. Reese watched her rifle through the closet, openly lusting after their lover's body. Aware of this, encouraging this, Noa looked over her shoulder and wiggled her butt. She flashed a cheeky -- in both senses of the word -- smile when she saw the goofy look on their face. Then she turned back to the closet, humming to herself as she searched for something to... wear... She cocked her head to the side and ran her fingers along a garment Reese had long forgotten was still there. "Oh. What's this?"

Reese's face went pink. "O-oh. That's my, umm --" Dress. "Just a thing from, umm, college. Something I keep forgetting to, uh, throw out."

"Oh." Noa brushed the hem of the black number with her thumb. "It's really cute." She turned to them, face absent of judgment. "Did you ever wear it?"

"Mmhmm... and, umm... a few others. Like... that one..." They pointed to a cute dress with a floral print at the far edge of the closet. "Those are the only dresses I have left, but, umm, I have... a skirt, and some sweaters and -- and stuff." They nibbled their knuckle, plainly fretful.

"But you don't wear them anymore?"

"No. I think I've gained too much weight. And, umm... I prefer pants, anyway." They swallowed. "But sometimes I still wear, like, this one cute top I've held onto, 'cause it's stretched out and it fits, and umm... and sometimes I paint my nails. But it's been a long time?" -- they stretched the sentence into a question -- "And I keep nibbling on my nails, so."

"Want me to paint 'em sometime?"

Reese coughed. "What?"

"Do you want me to paint your nails?" Noa smiled and showed off her own. "I think I do a pretty good job."

Reese blushed. "I, umm... I might... like that..." They played one foot over the other.

Noa chirped. "Good. And, umm, if you ever wanna... hmm." She tapped her chin. "However you want to express yourself, I support it."

"You'd still think I was cute?" An element of coyness slipped into Reese's words, though they were still obviously anxious about Noa's discovery. "Even if I wore, umm, painted nails and lady clothes sometimes?"

"I would find you adorable and sexy." Noa giggled. "Even if you wore makeup."

"How did you know --"

"You left a palette out in your bathroom."

"...oh." Reese swallowed. "I've been meaning to put it away." They sighed. "I don't even wear makeup outside anymore."

"You can." Noa blushed. "With me..."

"Yeah?"

She nodded. "It might be cute."

"Really?"

"Real cute." She ground her foot into the floor. "Maybe you could wear some on our date later today..."

Reese raised an eyebrow. "Our date?"

"Yeah. We're goin' on one." She grinned.

"Oh." A silly, sloppy smile spread across their cheeks. "Where are we going?"

"Haven't decided yet. But it's happening." She yawned stretched until her back popped. "But let's get some sleep first."

"Okay. Pick a shirt!"

"I'm tryin'!" Noa spun on her heels and resumed digging through Reese's closet. They admired her curves and the grace with which she moved and the kindness that seeped through every pore and every smile and -- "Aww, this is cute. I wanna wear this one." She turned, shirt in hand. It was an old, black t-shirt adorned with flowers and KEEP BLOOMINGTON WEIRD, slightly stretched from years of gaining, losing, and regaining weight. Noa smiled and slipped it over her head. She swished around. "Cute?"

"Real cute," said Reese, echoing Noa. She did look adorable, clad only in their shirt and a smile, wiggling her toes against the bedroom floor. The text was distorted a little by her chest (sure, the shirt was already stretched out, but it had never accommodated a body like hers), the hem reached just past her groin, and when she turned to show it off from the back Reese saw that it did absolutely nothing to cover her bum. "Comfy?"

"Real comfy." Noa took Reese's hand in hers and pressed herself to their chest. She nuzzled them. "I like this."

"The shirt?"

"The whole thing."

"Me too." They kissed her nose, and she giggled. "Couch?"

"Couch." Reese squeezed Noa's hand and led her from the bedroom, turning off the light, and together they padded quietly through the house.

---

Reese flopped onto the couch. Their hands shot to Noa's hips and they guided her into their lap. She cooed happily as she squeezed against them. Her lips found theirs, and as their tongues caressed one another Reese sank backward toward the arm of the couch, pulling Noa with them. She held their face in her hands, fingers teasing their hair, softly moaning into their mouth. Reese groped Noa's ass and pulled her into a deeper kiss. Their fingers drew invisible lines across her pillowy cheeks.

"That feels good," she whispered, withdrawing a little, dragging her tongue along their lower lip.

"Yeah?" Reese teased.

"Mmhmm..." Noa buried her face in Reese's neck. They shuddered as she kissed and sucked at their skin. She hiked her butt up a little; Reese could see it jiggle past her shoulder. They teased the undersides of her cheeks with their fingers, tracing down to her inner thighs and up again. She sighed.

"Noa."

She hummed. "Yeah?"

Reese tugged at the hem of her shirt. Noa sat up, resting her butt on their thighs, and straightened her back so Reese could pull her shirt up over her breasts. She balled the hem up slightly so the shirt wouldn't fall back over her chest. Reese pawed at her chest, gently squeezing her heavy orbs, teasing her nipples...

"Baby," Noa purred, "I'm too tired to go again..." She played with Reese's hair, twirling locks around her fingers.

"I know." Reese bent forward and nuzzled her chest. "Me too."

"Then what are you... oh..." Noa balled her fists in Reese's hair as they took her nipple between their lips and sucked. "I... see..." She chuckled and swallowed, steeling herself a bit, just as Reese switched breasts and tenderly licked and kissed her hard nub.

Knowing she was likely sore and sensitive from earlier, Reese took care to lap and suck as gently as possible, keeping even their kisses light as air. They felt a pang in their loins as Noa scooted her knees back and forth, as she groped at their scalp, as she bent down and planted smooches on their forehead and hairline, as she whimpered with every kiss and lick and suck... but, like her, they were too tired. They didn't want this to turn into anything else. They just wanted to make her feel good. They wanted her to know...

"Beautiful," they murmured, pulling away so they could kiss the tops of her breasts, "you're so beautiful..."

Noa pulled her tight against them. "Baby..." With a cooing giggle she pressed their face to her breast and kept it there. "Baby..." she said again as they resumed suckling. She loosened her grip when they moved to her other breast, though she was just as quick to clamp down on the back of their head. Reese looked up at her with half-lidded eyes. She smiled down at them, cocking her head and letting her hair fall to one side. "I didn't know I wanted this..." She blushed. "Needed this..." She moaned as Reese tugged at her nipple. "Did you need it, too?"

Reese nodded into her breast, making her giggle sweetly.

"I love it," she sighed, "I love it so much..." She chewed her lip. "You can do it... w-whenever you want to, okay, baby? Whenever you need it..." She purred and ran her hands through their hair as they switched breasts again, careful not to stimulate one more than the other.

Something about what Noa said made Reese flood with warmth. They loved it, too. They pulled back and, using their hands, mashed Noa's breasts together. Once her nipples were close enough they wrapped their lips around both. Noa gasped as Reese serviced both breasts at once. She jerked in their lap, briefly overwhelmed, catching the hem of their shirt and pulling it up a little.

Reese ignored the way Noa's pubic hair tickled their stomach.

"My baby," Noa murmured, "my Re--" She stopped herself, though Reese didn't know why. They looked up at her; her expression betrayed nothing.

After a few more minutes of servicing her breasts Reese pulled away. They rested their chin on her chest and looked up at her. "Do you wanna keep going?"

Noa caressed their shoulders. "It's okay," she said, smiling. "I wanna cuddle."

Reese was smiling, too. "Okay." They pulled her in for a kiss.

---

"Was that okay?" Reese asked, caressing Noa's side.

She tilted her head back against theirs and nodded.

"I could have gone longer..."

"I know, baby. Me too." She yawned. "But I'm sleepy... and I would have been tempted to go for, like, hours."

"Pfffft. As if I'd complain about that."

"Oh, I know you wouldn't. And that's the problem." She smooched the air. "I don't wanna sleep the day away." She nuzzled them. "I wanna spend it with you..."

Reese's arm was around her stomach. They squeezed. "I'm excited."

"I don't even know what I wanna do yet."

"Doesn't matter."

"Yeah?" She grinned.

"Yeah." They kissed her temple.

"I meant what I said, by the way."

"About, umm... sucking your nipples?"

Noa went bright red. "N-no, not that... although... yeah, I did mean that. I was talking about the other thing. About, umm... supporting your... gender expression."

"Oh." They kissed her again. "Thank you."

"I'm serious."

"I know."

"Good." She sighed. "Baby?"

"Yeah?"

"I think I wanna sleep out here."

"...alone?"

"No, you goof! With you." She squeezed their arm. "But, umm, the bed's kind of a mess and it stresses me out."

"Ah. We did do a lot of damage."

"I mean, mostly you. 'Cause, y'know..."

Reese raised an eyebrow. "'Cause why?"

Noa buried her face in their arm and giggled nervously. "'Cause you cum a lot. You know that, right?"

"Do I?"

"Like, a lot."

"I guess you have an effect on me." Was that a creepy thing to say?

Noa snorted. "I'm glad. But it's still a lot to swallow... figuratively and literally."

Reese's face burned. "Sorry."

"Oh, don't get me wrong, babe, I like it. But I don't wanna sleep on it, y'know?"

"Ah. Well, I can do laundry tomorrow."

"Look at you, lording your personal washer/dryer setup over me."

"I'm not --"

"Tool of the bourgeoisie!"

Reese snorted with laughter. "I don't have to wash the sheets, y'know."

"You know what? I've been converted. I'm a filthy capitalist now."

Reese gave her another squeeze, prompting a happy sigh. "This is nice."

"It really is."

"Want me to get some pillows?"

"Yes, please."

Reese climbed over Noa and headed to the bedroom to fetch some (unmarred) pillows. When they returned she'd scooted over into their spot. She looked half-asleep. "Here," said Reese, handing Noa a pillow. She immediately curled up into it.

Then she opened her arms. "C'mere, baby." Her voice was soft. "Let me hold you..." Reese crawled into her embrace. She curled her arms around them and squeezed. "Is this okay?"

"This is more than okay," Reese said, closing their eyes.