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"But I am not above killing you, not for a cause-"
You watch from the side lines, arms crossed against your chest, eyes trained on his hand, flexing around the handle of a gun
You don't bother to hide the tent in your jeans, or the way your eyes follow his every movement
Noah paces around the room, back and forth, waving his loaded gun freely
"If you think for a second that you are special just because you're rich,"
He stops mid stride and fixes Geoffrey with a glare
"If you believe that I wont kill you just to make a point-"
He sighs, his movements slowing, he tilts his head and smiles
"Well, let me prove it to you"
He strides forward and presses the barrel of the gun against Geoffrey's forehead
"Noah, baby"
You start, your voice firm but gentle
No matter how much you enjoy watching him like this, you're here for a reason
You walk up to him, slowly, deliberately
"We need him"
You say smoothly, wrapping your hand around his and the handle of the gun, and slowly pulling it down
He sighs, his lopsided smile returning at full force
He slides the safety on and looks back up at Geoffrey with slightly glazed eyes
"You're lucky, real damn lucky that he's here..."
He giggles, sliding the gun back into its holster at his hip, keeping his wide eyes trained on Geoffrey's
"Because if he wasn't here, to keep me right"
He looks up through his impossibly long eyelashes at the terrified man
He presses his pointer and middle finger into the old man's temple and mimes recoil
"Pow"
He raises his eyebrows at the man before turning on his heel and facing you
"A word, Mon vie?"
He asks, grinning as he grips your arm and pulls you toward the window
You follow without question
"When you look out there, what do you see?"
Your gaze trains on him, gliding down from his slightly manic smile to his hand on his hip, the way his shoulder slumps against the window sill, his ringed finger pointing down, out the window
You turn toward the ceiling high window, and gaze down at the streets, the abandoned cars, the silent red and blue flashing of sirens too far down to hear
You look back up at him, your eyes meeting his and holding his stare
"Insignificance"
His smile widens to something just next to genuine
"You're perfect, mon vie"
His voice lowers and he looks at you with half lidded eyes, his pupils blown wide
You know what he's thinking, and you know why
***
Noah's eyes flutter as you hold him up against the door of the storage closet, he kisses you with lip bruising force, more tongue than lips, and more teeth than tongue
He sighs into your mouth, a high pitched little sound, but a self assured one nonetheless
His hands fumble excitedly at your belt and you pull away for just long enough to get the belt undone and the button unclasped
You're pulling down the zipper of your now suffocating pants when his ear piece makes a sound and he puts his hand on your chest
"Claire!"
He chirps into the piece, a slightly too wide smile pulling at his lips
In his pants his dick strains harder against the fabric, against your thigh
You follow suit, pressing messy open mouthed kisses down the side of his throat, his breath catches and he makes another one of those breathy sighs
"look, superintendent, I'm sure this would be a lovely chat, but I'm afraid I'm a bit busy at the moment"
You look up, his eyes are trained on where your mouth meets his neck, he winks
You unhook his belt and pull his waist band down to his mid thighs, exposing his hard cock and making him bite his tongue
He presses the back of his head into the door behind him, exposing his neck which you immediately bite into the side of
He groans lowly and snakes one hand into your hair
From his ear you can hear the superintendent speaking
"I assure you..."
He says confidently
"My pulse will not be slowing in the next five minutes"
You pull away and glare at him, he bites his lower lip and chuckles
"Make that ten..."
You lick a long strip from his collar bone up to his jaw, your tongue pressing hard against his jugular, and the blood pounding inside it
"Maybe fifteen-"
He makes to say something else but is cut off as you brace your hands against his waist and slide your hard cock into him
He's tight at first, his smile faltering for just a second, before he moans and his muscles relax enough for you to slide out till just your tip remains, before sliding back into him
You're being more gentle than you normally would be, but considering he's on the phone, it's only polite
But the hand in your hair tugs, hard, and you groan into his shoulder, pulling out again to snap your hips back into the underside of his thighs with enough force to rip a rough sound from his lungs
He's quieter than usual, and you know why
"What? No, no that would be ridiculous"
He says with a breathy laugh
"I'm getting fucked while staging an act of terrorism"
He moans, loud and audible, as he rocks his hips in time to press down as yours press up
"Although, I don't really think of it as terrorism"
He grins up at the ceiling, you can hear a woman you assume is the superintendent yelling on the other side of the mic
"Oh I'm very serious"
Noah pouts his lips and tilts his head at you
"Don't believe me?"
He gives you a look
"She doesn't believe me!"
He fake whispers with a wide grin
"Here, I'll show you"
He mutters, it's for the superintendents sake, not yours
Noah clicks a button on the ear piece
"Zee? The encryption ready?"
He must get a positive answer because he pulls the piece out of his ear as a red light begins blinking
He angles the small camera in between the two of your chests
You know somewhere down there, outside on the ground in a trailer, there's a team of cops sitting around a table, and every screen in that trailer just started streaming live footage of your hard cock, fucking in and out of his ass
From the way he tightens around your dick, you're sure the mental image is shared
He laughs, a sound almost immediately interrupted by a loud expletive
"Fuck! I told you humanity is a lying, cheating group, willing to take all they want just for the sake of wanting it..."
His voice regains strength, his words hard and fast
Then he grins and with the hand in your hair he angles your head up to look him in the eye as his voice lowers to nearly a whisper
"But I never said I was anything better"
His breath is deeper and quicker
Little gasps for air interrupted by long moans, his face angled back towards the sky
"Tonight's the night"
His voice is soft, low, he's talking to you now
"Change is coming, even if it takes us with it"
He looks back down at you and his pupils are so enlarged the brilliant blue of his eyes are reduced to small strips of color, a new, manic gleam paints his features
"I could do it now! Not give them a chance to beg!"
His tone slowly increases, he wants them to hear this
With one smooth motion he detangles his hand from your hair and instead wraps it around the handle of his pistol, he pushes the barrel into the underside of his jaw
"What if I die doing what I love... You?"
You can't help but smile, he's so goddamned sweet
One of your hands goes to his, holding his hand which holds the gun
You press your lips to his and the side of the barrel catches your chin, the cold metal digging into your skin
You can tell from the way his movements stutter, his hips jerking down onto your cock
He's close
You whisper against his lips, picking up the pace
"There's still one thing we haven't done, one thing to finish... Then? Then we die however you want"
"Together."
He says firmly
You're vaguely aware of the sound of a pistol clattering to the floor
But it's so far away, just as insignificant as the little people down on their little streets in their little buildings
All that matters now is the delicious way Noah's insides tighten around your cock, the blood in your veins thrumming through you in rhythm with your hips pounding into him
A senseless stream of words flood out of Noah's pretty mouth, his composure finally broken for just a moment, as mixes of something close to your name, praise, and promises to a God you know he doesn't believe in meld together to drive you crazy
Just as crazy as he is
You sink to the floor on top of him, panting for breath
Noah pulls you impossibly closer, your head nuzzled into the side of his neck
He leans forward and picks up the ear piece that fell to the floor when you two did
The little light is still blinking red
He's sure to include your half naked body tangled with his as he points the camera at his face and addresses it directly for the first time
The wildness in his eyes has shifted to something new
He smiles lopsidedly and waves at the blinking light
"See you in hell, superintendent Claire Hume!"