Noel Gruber x Mischa Bachinski

Oh go fuck yourself (smut)

Kinks: hair pulling, choking, degrading, a little bit of biting, teasing, slight edging?

Switch Misha and Noel

3rd person

It was Noel's first day of college, he was nervous but he wouldn't show it. He walked around with a false confidence someone would be scared to call out when all of a sudden he saw him. Slicked-up hair, black jean jacket, worn-out ripped jeans, and some metal band shirt. He was coming right at Noel and the poor queer kid didn't know what to do so the mysterious boy shoulder-checked him. "Watch it." Said the thick accent.

Noel shivers but realizes what he said. 'I watch it? I didn't Even do anything." Noel thought as he walked into his class. He walked into an auditorium-sized room and chose a seat somewhere in the middle. This wasn't his plan, he wanted to be a poet and novelist in Paris, France but of course, if you wanted nice things you have to work for it.

More people flooded into the room, including that familiar face that bumped into him. He tried playing it cool like he didn't see the handsome young man. He got what he needed out of the class and from the corner of his eye saw the man. He went up one and sat directly behind him. Noel rolled his eyes and kept doing what he needed when the teacher walked in and introduced himself.

Noel couldn't help but feel like he was being watched. He didn't look around, that was stupid. He acted like it didn't bother him, but in truth it did. He could barely focus on the class, he only took half the notes he needed to but he could always look for what he needed on his professor's website. He quickly grabbed his stuff and left when the lecture was over. He went to the library and started looking through all the books. Books were Noel's biggest comfort, so to get rid of the stress he was already feeling he looked around when all of a sudden that feeling was back.

He felt uneasy and started to look around when he saw him yet again, this time he was not being subtle about staring at him. Noel sighed shakily and walked up to him. "Do you mind?" He made eye contact with his beautiful light brown eyes. "No, I don't." He took a step forward and Noel took a step back. He smirked and looked at him.

"You act tough, but deep inside you're just a crying baby huh." He teased. "What Even is your name?" He took another step towards him. "Why should I tell you? Wanna stalk me some more?" Noel decided to take a step forward, trying to show that he wasn't scared, but his voice said everything the man needed to know. He chuckled, "Yeah, so I can stalk you some more. I'm Misha, and you are?"

Noel looked him in the eyes and smiled, before walking away, back to his classes.

Time skip

After a humiliating day, he went to his dorm. It was just like his room just cramped. It was a room for one, he could finally relax and not worry about that Misha kid walking in. He locked the door behind him and flopped onto his bed. It was about 10:00 pm by now and he was very cozy in his bed. Nothing could ruin this for him.

That was until his door opened and revealed his stalker, Misha, who was carrying a duffle bag filled with god knows what. "Uhhh what are you doing here?" He asked as he backed himself into a corner. "The real question is why are you here? This is my dorm after all." Misha looked at him confused and Noel had the same expression. "What are you talking about this is mine." He got up grabbed a paper and walked over to him.

"See? Dorm 107, single." He showed Misha and Misha showed him his paper that also read dorm "dorm 107, single".

"Oh fuck me." Noel pinched the bridge of his nose. "Don't tempt me." Misha smirked and looked him up and down. "Aha, you wish." He grabbed a towel, shower shoes, and a little basket with soaps. "Where are you going?" Misha asked and Noel rolled his eyes. "Where do you think?" He left and headed to the showers.

He got into the steaming shower and started washing himself, but that got him thinking. What was he going to do about this situation? There wasn't a lot, the office that controls the dorms doesn't open until 9:00 am tomorrow so the polite thing was to let him do his thing.

After about 25 minutes he got out of the shower and realized that he didn't bring his clothes. He sighed out in anger. What was he supposed to do? His only option was to go back to the room with him still there. He walked out and went back to his dorm where he heard heavy breathing when he walked in. He walked father in and looked to the bed where Misha was masturbating, one of his shirts bunched up to his nose. His eyes were closed and it looked like he was close.

The sight both shocked and aroused Noel. He just stood there watching, waiting for him to notice. Misha opened his eyes looked over at him smirked and went faster. His small moans filled the room, still making eye contact with Noel. "Pervert..." he mumbled. he could feel himself getting hard as he watched him get closer and closer when all of a sudden he stopped.

He took his shirt off to reveal his six-pack and started to slide his pants off. Noel leaned against the wall and watched him as he came closer, pre-cum still on his dick. "You're turning." He put his hand on his. Noel looked at him and down at his body. He looked like a Greek sculpture. All of a sudden he dropped his towel and pushed Misha to the wall, kissing him. Noel put his hand on the others hard, slowly jerking him off. Mischa's moans were growing louder as Noel abused his member. Noel stopped kissing him and pushed him to the bed, and he went on his knees.

He didn't do anything at first, he wanted the man on the bed to beg for it. "What you wait for? Suck me off already." Misha tried pushing his head towards himself but was met with a bite in the thigh. He shakily gasped. "Beg for it." Noel smiled, knowing he was in control.

"Fine! Fuck, please suck me off, I need it so bad!" He sounded impatient. Noel giggled. "Not with that attitude." He dragged his finger up his dick, feeling the pulse. Misha inhaled sharply. "I'm sorry, please I need you!" His voice was needy and his legs shaky. "That's better." And without warning he started deep-throating him, playing with his balls. Misha moaned out loudly.

Noel smiled and sucked, bobbing his head up and down, until cum shot down his throat. He got off and coughed a little. "You're still hard?" He looked down at Noel who was still on the ground, looking up at him. "Yeah, what are you gonna do about it." He got up and pretended like he was going to get dressed before Misha pulled him into his lap. "Uh uh, the slut needs to pay for teasing me like that." He bit his neck and Noel arched his back a little. Noel pushes his ass into the other man's dick, trying to get him hard again.

"Aww, you want it up the ass?" Misha gripped his dick, not moving his hand an inch. "Yes, god yes." Noel leaned his head back, putting it on his shoulder. "Then beg for it," Misha said in a mocking voice. "Fuck me so hard I won't feel anything in my legs for a week," Noel begged as he started slightly bouncing on Mischa's dick. That was short lived though. Mischa grabbed Noel's hips with his free hand and made him stay still. "Not good enough." He smirked behind him.

"God I need it so bad, I need to feel you pumping my dick and you plow me from behind." His voice became more frantic. "Say the magic word." Mischa thrust his hips up a little, growing hard again. "Please fuck me, I need to feel you inside me." Noel gasped as Mischa started to slowly jerk him off.

"How can I say no to that?" He flipped him around and went to his bag, grabbing a condom and lube. He lubed his fingers up and started to finger the man below him. Noel groaned in pain, but the pain didn't last long. All of a sudden he felt immense pleasure, he couldn't help but scream in pleasure.

"Found it." He removed his fingers and put a condom and lube on. He slowly put it in until he was fully in. Noel's face was in his bed, he was trying to silence himself but Mischa wasn't having that. He pulled his hair back. "Let me hear you whore." Mischa's accent was just turning him on even more as he was getting fucked.

He couldn't silence himself anymore. His moans and the sound of slapping filled the room along with Mischa's groaning. He was pounding into the man below his prostate. He also slinked his hand down to the others 'private area' and started to Jack him off In unison thrusting himself inside of him.

It was all too much for Noel. Not long after he came to his climax and so did Mischa. They flopped onto the bed heavily breathing, sweat dripping from both of them.

"Damn." That is all that Noel got out before the two of them fell asleep in the small bed.

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