Chapter 6

He took one step closer.

“You really want to find out?”.

Kai didn't know what to say, Noah was now closer to Kai.

“Uh…umm”

Kai leaned back, but his legs seemed to be glued to the ground.

Noah didn't move back instead he moved even closer to Kai, Kai could feel his breath fanning against his neck.

His breath felt slightly ticklish against his neck and he couldn't help but suck in a breath.

“What? Cat got your tongue now?” Noah said his lips moving closer to Kai's neck.

Kai's hand folded into a grip, his eyes shut tight.

“Fuck what the hell is he doing”, Kai thought.

Noah wrapped a hand around Kai's folded grip unclasping his folded grip.

Noah brought Kai's hand to his stomach, then traced his stomach with Kai's hand.

As his hands moved lower, they hovered over Noah's waist, fingers digging lightly into his boxers.

“That night…my dick was so hard it throbbed with pain”. Noah said, moving Kai's hand further down his pants.

Kai tries to jerk his hands back, but Noah doesn't let go.

“Until…”, a sinister smile graced Noah's lips. “Until your warm mouth wrapped around them”.

“Get…the fuck away from me” Kai yelled jerking his hands away from Noah's pants.

Kai pushed Noah away, his cheek flushed pink.

Noah chuckled lightly finally turning away from Kai.

“Aren't you too shy for an escort?”.

“Fuck…you know what…whatever”. Kai mumbled, his hands wiped down on his face in frustration. “If I'm an escort then you're a slut”.

“Careful,” Noah said quietly. “You keep pushing.”

Kai let out a small breath. “And what happens if I do?”

Noah didn’t answer immediately.

His eyes held Kai’s, steady, searching, like he was measuring something.

Then he leaned in slightly

Not touching.

Not quite.

Just close enough that Kai felt it.

“That depends,” Noah said, voice low, controlled, “on whether you actually know what you’re asking for.”

Kai’s fingers curled at his sides.

His pulse picked up again, loud in his ears, and he hated how aware he was of everything how close Noah was, how easy it would be to close that space.

He forced a small laugh instead.

“You think too highly of yourself.”

Noah didn’t move back.

“Do I?”

Kai’s brows pulled together slightly.

“Yeah. You do.”

Noah didn’t react immediately.

“Most people who talk like you,” Kai added, shifting his weight, “usually don’t follow through.”

A pause.

Noah’s gaze didn’t leave him.

“Is that what you think?” he asked.

Kai lifted his chin a little. “That’s what I see.”

Another beat.

Noah exhaled softly through his nose. Not quite a laugh.

"Tell me then", Noah said with a smirk on his face. "In what way have I not followed through".

"What..."

"I remember clearly the other night, I promised to teach you a lesson you'd never forget and I believe I did. Didn't I?"

"What...lesson?" Kai asked.

Noah didn't reply, he just stared straight into Kai's eyes.

"Stop staring at me like that" Kai said dropping his gaze from Noah's.

"I see you don't remember the lesson".

"What the hell is he talking about", Kai thought. "What lesson?".

Kai's thoughts drifted back to the other night, the sex replaying in his mind made his dick hard again.

Then he suddenly remembered what Noah had said before fucking him so hard he could barely sit comfortably.

Noah had said "I don't appreciate lateness so I will teach you a lesson by fucking you so hard you'd barely be able to sit." And he did exactly that.

Kai's face heated up as the night replayed in his mind. Noah's voice cut through his thoughts. "I see you've remembered".

Kai cleared his throat, “I remember,” Kai said quickly, cutting himself off before his voice could crack.

He lifted his chin a little, even if the heat was still sitting on his face.

“And I also remember you talking too much.”

Noah’s brow lifted slightly.

Kai forced a small, shaky laugh.

“For someone so focused on ‘teaching a lesson,’ you seemed pretty into it.”

A pause.

Kai held his gaze this time, even if his fingers curled slightly at his sides.

“So yeah,” he added, quieter but steady, “don’t act like that was one-sided.”

Noah didn’t speak immediately.

His eyes stayed on Kai, slow, unreadable.

Then...

“You’re very confident,” Noah said calmly, “for someone who couldn’t walk away last night.”

Kai’s jaw tightened. “And you’re very talkative for someone so busy then.”

Noah’s eyes flicked down, just for a second, then back up.

“Careful,” he said again, quieter this time.

Kai shrugged, even though his pulse had already picked up again.

“Or what?”

Noah didn’t answer.

Then he stepped back.

Just like that.

The shift was so sudden it threw Kai off balance.

“Go get your water,” Noah said, as if nothing had just happened.

Kai blinked. “…What?”

“You came out for something, didn’t you?”

Kai stared at him for a second, then pushed himself off the wall.

“Yeah,” he said, brushing past him.“Water.”

The kitchen light was already on.

Kai paused at the doorway.

“You were already here?” he asked, glancing back.

Noah followed at a slower pace. “It’s my house.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Noah ignored that and walked past him, heading straight for the fridge.

Kai watched him for a second.

The way he moved, calm, unbothered, like…nothing had happened.

Like Kai hadn’t been..

He shook the thought off and grabbed a

glass.

“Do you always stay up this late?” Kai asked, mostly to fill the silence.

“Sometimes.”

“Doing what?”

Noah took a bottle from the fridge and closed it. “Thinking.”

Kai snorted lightly. “About what?”

Noah glanced at him. “You ask a lot of questions.”

“You answer none of them.”

“That’s because most of them don’t need answers.”

Kai rolled his eyes and took a sip of water.

“Right.”

Silence fell again.

Not empty.

Just… there.

Kai leaned back against the counter, glass in hand.

Noah stood across from him, one hand resting lightly on the edge of the table, watching him in that same quiet way.

Kai noticed.

Of course, he noticed.

“What?” he asked.

Noah tilted his head slightly. “Nothing.”

“You’re staring.”

“I’m looking.”

“At me.”

“Yes.”

Kai huffed. “That’s the same thing.”

Noah didn’t respond.

Kai shifted, suddenly aware of how thin his shirt was, how the cold tile felt under his bare feet.

“You’re weird,” Kai muttered.

“You walked into a stranger’s room and stayed,” Noah said calmly. “Let’s not start ranking behavior.”

Kai choked on a breath. “We are not bringing that up again.”

“You brought it up.”

“I did not…”

“You just did.”

Kai groaned and rubbed his face. “You’re actually insufferable.”

Noah’s mouth curved slightly. “And yet, you’re still here.”

Kai dropped his hand and looked at him.

“…It’s the kitchen,” he said flatly.

Noah didn’t look away.

“Is that the only reason?”

Kai hesitated.

Just for a second.

Then he pushed off the counter. “I got what I came for.”

He set the glass down and turned toward the door.

Noah didn’t stop him.

Didn’t say anything.

Kai walked past him, slower than he needed to.

Waiting.

For something.

Anything.

Nothing came.

By the time he stepped back into the hallway, Noah hadn’t followed.

Kai stopped.

Listened.

Silence.

He frowned slightly and turned back.

The kitchen was empty.

Noah was gone.

Kai stood there for a second, confused.

Then his lips pressed together.

“…Seriously?”

He walked back into the kitchen, glancing

around like Noah might just appear again.

Nothing.

The bottle was still on the table.

The light is still on.

But Noah…

Gone.

Kai exhaled sharply through his nose.

“Unbelievable.”

He leaned back against the counter again, staring at the space for a moment.

Then slowly…

A small smirk pulled at his lips.

“…so that’s how you want to play it.”

He picked up the glass again, turning it in his hand.

“Fine.”

A pause.

His smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Let’s see how long you last.”

“This is more interesting than I assumed it would be.”