fallen muses

indie rp account - only playing noel for now mun is 30 (she/her) minors DNI, heavy smut blog

[fallenmuses]

meet the muse: noel kellergan

he's a 30-year-old aspiring rockstar, a music producer and lives in brooklyn. he also has bpd, and a sex addiction. the man's also a stoner. he's very charming, smart and funny. but also tends to be stubborn, impulsive and impatient.

i'm always down for smut and flirty exchanges. he's hetero, but maybe someone could change his mind.

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[starbrsts]

josie had basically asked him to fuck her brains out and he delivered as he always did. her boyfriend was so good to her, so good at getting her out of her head and forgetting about anything else but being right here with him. she's so deliciously full, her heart thudding rapidly in her chest as she slowly comes down from her high, blinking slowly and her hand gently runs through his hair when he buries it between her breasts. she sighs contently as they both slow, pressed against each other as she's still got that blissed out look on her face. her eyebrows furrow as he pulls back for a second, his thumb tapping against her lips and it doesn't take her long to comply, parting her kiss bruised lips to wrap around the digit that had only moments ago been against her clit. she hums in pleasure, tasting herself as she sucks gently, eyes finding his.

[fallenmuses]

he watches her suck his thumb, the absolutely heaven of a blurry sight. noel nods his head with a smile plastered across his lips. "that's my good girl," he whispers before pulling his finger out of her mouth and replacing it with his kiss instead. her hands on his hair always leave him weak in the knees. a hum as he painfully slides out of her pretty pussy. "go to my bed, yeah?" he softly urges his beautiful girlfriend to get off from his kitchen counter. "no clothes. ass up. cunt in display for me, alright my girl?" his nose nuzzles against her cheek. "turn into my tight little fleshlight tonight, hmm?" josie asked for her brain to be turned off, and honestly, that sounds way too much fun, especially with the edible in his system. a nice smirk, the musician nods towards his bedroom as he squeezes her ass softly. "go."

[cozysafe]

for a moment, cleo just stared at him. she'd spent weeks, maybe months, preparing herself for every possible outcome except this one. the air seemed to leave her lungs all at once. "you⸺" nothing came out. she blinked. then blinked again. "what?" it was eloquent, really. her mouth opened, closed, then opened again. noel's words rattled around in her head, refusing to settle into anything that made sense. i need to ask you out on a real date. just tell me now if i got a shot with you. cleo barked out a laugh. not because anything was funny, but because her brain had apparently decided that was easier than processing what had just happened. "nah." another laugh as she shook her head. "absolutely not." she pointed at him. "you don't get to do that." the accusation would've landed better if she didn't look completely thrown off. "i've been over here having a personal crisis for, like, six months and you're just gonna casually drop that on me?" her eyes widened slightly. the second the words left her mouth, she realized what she'd admitted. "... fuck." silence. cleo squeezed her eyes shut. "forget i said six months. actually, forget i said any amount of time." she dragged a hand down her face before finally looking at him again. and there wasn't really any point pretending anymore. the fight had left her completely. "you serious?" she asked quietly. for the first time since the conversation started, there wasn't a joke hiding behind the question. just vulnerability. "like, genuinely serious?"

[fallenmuses]

watching her react to his words makes something to his brain. she's fidgety and that causes him to start spiraling. did i read our vibe wrong? and then she mentions six months. six months! it was six months ago they started hanging out after he'd been buying her weed for a little less than a year. it was six months ago noel sensed something shift between them, and it was becoming clear he wasn't the only who felt that. cleo asks if he's serious. "is it weird?" he scoffs playfully, a shy smile creeping over his face. the musician can't help but blush, letting his guard down now that the wall has been cracked. "our chemistry is really good, isn't it?" he imperceptibly licks his lower lip. "and now i'm not your client anymore, so there's no conflict of interest there." the man shrugs his shoulders, slightly leaning closer to her. it was part of the reason he hadn't asked her out before. the strains she got him were so good he didn't want to lose that connection. and even though they were always flirty, he'd been wondering if she was like that with all her other customers. maybe she's just a flirty person. "i don't see any losses here."

[cozysafe]

cleo finally looked at him then, immediately regretting it. that stupid little joke shouldn't have gotten to her, but it did. because the thing was, if she gave him a last hangout, there'd be another last hangout after that. and another one after that. that's how they'd ended up here in the first place. "oh, now you want severance?" she snorted, shaking her head. "that's crazy. i cut off your supply and suddenly i'm responsible for your emotional well-being?" she tried to sound amused, but there was an edge to it. one she couldn't quite smooth over. "besides, that's exactly the kinda shit i'm talkin' about." cleo pointed at him accusingly. "normal customers don't ask for farewell tours, noel. normal customers buy their weed and leave." and there it was again. that look. for half a second, all the fight seemed to drain out of her. her eyes met his and stayed there. longer than they should have. long enough that she could almost imagine he'd understand without her having to say it. because that was the problem, wasn't it? he wasn't a customer. he hadn't been for a while. the realization flickered across her face before she caught it and looked away. "just ..." cleo swallowed hard. "don't make this harder than it already is, alright?" the words came out quieter than she'd intended. a beat passed. then she forced out a laugh and shook her head. "fuck, listen to me. i sound like i'm breaking up with you or something."

[fallenmuses]

noel studies her face as she talks. her words don't exactly match her expression, especially at the end. he holds his breath as his throat tightens. cleo's trying to push him away, and he can tell. that same uncomfortable realization of this is not a simple interpersonal relationship has happened to him before. and at those times, it felt extremely awkward to navigate. and he remembers that every single time he tried to push someone away, it was a similar reason. it's the i'm scared to be vulnerable around you because i like you too much and i don't want this to end in heartbreak of it all. the forced laugh is so significant. "i mean," he sighs, heart pounding louder in his ribcage. "you do sound like that," it's a small joke, a weak teasing smile. "but like, i doesn't have to be hard. you know that right?" it's not just that he trusts her and thinks she's a good listener. noel likes her. her personality, her mannerisms and the edgier tone to her persona. he also fancies her. "listen. you can break up with me and i'll walk away and it'll be done, but i need to ask you out on a real date before that happens." there it is. "just tell me now if i got a shot with you."

[illusionxwrites]

she gasps in surprise as her pasties are ripped off, nipples hard beneath them. it's almost too much, all the sensations overwhelming her - his hips, his hands, his cock, his everything. her skin burns from it all, her body bouncing against his, expletives falling from her lips - she was never much of a lady, and that extended to her language choices. "just like that," sofia encourages him, his hands digging into her skin. her skin is easily marked and she just knew she would wake up tomorrow with his hands imprinted on her, moaning softly at the idea of it. sofia loves to be owned, possessed, even if it was temporary. "noel," she whimpers his name again in response to her own slipping out of his mouth; something about it takes too much over the edge and she clenches around his cock, crying out as her orgasm slams into her body. "oh god," she gasps, head pressing into his shoulder, hands covering his as she desperately tried to keep herself steady, in control.

[fallenmuses]

stars beneath his eyelids when he shoots his cum into her. the pleasure is intense, but he really doesn’t want this to end too soon. sofia gasps, her cunt pulses around him as she comes, noel can’t help but bite down on the spot between her neck and shoulder. the way she tries to steady herself as he fucks her through both their highs is sending him over the edge. "hold on," he groans once he feels his cock slowing its throbs a little. his hands peel her away from his length and he hisses, but he wastes no time in flipping his best friend around, having her laying on her back, right beneath him. "got 'nother load for you," noel whines. it all happens fast, the maneuver, his hands hooking under her knees before he splits her open, slamming her against his hips. "can't believe you've been hiding this perfect hole from me," his voice is hoarse, his face is flushed and his eyes are absolutely fixated in her reaction to how feverish he feels when he fucks her.

[brokensbcys]

Imogen gasped softly when he did exactly what she had suggested moments before, the sudden rush of sensation stealing the steadiness from her breathing while the car rolled onward through the darkening streets. Her hand tightened at the nape of his neck, fingers trembling slightly against warm skin as she tried to anchor herself somewhere practical. Her chest rose and fell in deep, uneven breaths, each inhale careful, each exhale unsteady, as though composure required every ounce of concentration she possessed. She tilted her head upward at last, meeting his eyes with a fragile sort of courage, her lips quivering faintly because the last thing she wanted was to cause a scene in the confined silence surrounding them. The closeness between them felt electric, impossible to ignore, and yet she fought to keep her voice quiet, controlled, almost restrained despite the emotion threatening to spill over. A nervous warmth flushed across her face while the world outside continued moving, oblivious to the fragile tension inside. “Yeah...” she whispered, barely audible above the road noise, her gaze fixed on his. “Just like that.” Imogen's hand skimmed over his thigh before undoing the zipper on his jeans. "Can I...?" She asked, glancing down towards his lap.

[fallenmuses]

the way she holds tighter onto his neck, the way she whispers so flustered, makes noel's length grow quickly. especially since her hand is hovering over his crotch. the blond matches her breathing, concentrating on playing this tension cool. too bad his eagerness shows in the way he's already throbbing beneath his jeans. he bites on his lower lip as two fingers pump softly into her cunt. the thought of how she's gonna be clenching against his cock later is absolutely sending him to the stratosphere. their eyes lock and imogen unzips him. his heart pounds in the back of his throat as his pupils dilate and his lustful smirk deepens. "suck it," he holds her stare, chest rising up and down. every inhibition has jumped out the door. you know what, if the driver feels uncomfortable -which he probably won't since it's nyc after all, this shit happens all the time- honestly fuck him because flirting is foreplay and they've been flirting for too long now to just reign it in. noel needs whatever hole she's willing to offer right now to just squeeze his throbbing length. "it'll be fine. just do it," he pleads beneath a shaky breath.

[siinncrs]

She notices the light blushing of his cheek and it causes the smirk on her lips to sink deeper on her face; it feels like a game, they can't have each other and yet the chase is just as thrilling. Valeria was nothing but professional at her job, or at least she liked to think so, what happened between Noel and her, shouldn't have happened, and both of them agreed on that. Yet now that she knew just how good he made her feel it seemed harder to resist the impulse to just say fuck it and go for it. "Well, in that case." Valeria said interrupted by the bartender bringing their drinks over. "I'll tell that I'd rather be anywhere else but here." She should say that she place she would prefer to be in was specifically his bed, but she thinks better of it. "So, how about we go grab a drink somewhere else?"

[fallenmuses]

he notices how easy their banter is. fun, flirty, dangerous. but how is a man supposed to move on that fast from such an ecstatic night? valeria gets him, he gets her. their chemistry is golden, and goddamn, that was a good night fucking they had. noel can't help the smile on his face as he nods to the bartender when their drinks are set on the counter. "i mean," he looks at his work collaborator in the eyes. the mood lighting around them, people distracted by a boring speaker -or maybe just their phones- feels immersive. and he's immersed in this tension with valeria. "let's be naughty and steal these," the blond grins, already bringing the bottle of beer close to his chest, gesturing at her glass of negroni . "it'll be a souvenir."

[cozysafe]

cleo's smile lingered for maybe half a second too long before she looked away, tongue pressing against the inside of her cheek. "because you're starting to piss me off." a lie. a terrible one, honestly. if anything, noel showing up all the time was becoming the highlight of her week and that was exactly the problem. she shoved her hands into the pockets of her jacket, rocking back on her heels. "you keep coming around here looking all pretty, smoking my shit, eating all my snacks, taking up my couch for hours⸺" cleo cut herself off with a scoff, shaking her head. "feels less like i'm your dealer and more like i'm getting emotionally held hostage by a blond dude with a dependency problem." her eyes flicked back to him then away just as fast. "so ... no more weed for you." another beat passed before she muttered, quieter this time, "for legal reasons. obviously."

[fallenmuses]

noel notices the way her smile transforms into something else, she avoids him. he watches her hands in her pockets, trying to not jump to any conclusions. and then she talks. the first half has got him grinning softly. the second half makes his heart sink. "ouch," he sighs. yes, he is indeed a blond dude with a dependency problem. he knows that. cleo knows that. which is why it's hard to assimilate the dagger she throws him, out of nowhere in his eyes. the musician clears his throat and chuckles to ease, or maybe erase, the feelings her words bring up. "yeah, well..." noel tries to look into her eyes, but he can't find them. "i feel like you had to give me a two-week notice or something," he jokes. "you might as well give me a last hangout."

[cozysafe]

"okay, stalker." the irony made even cleo laugh. "i don't know how many times i gotta tell you⸺i'm not sellin' you shit no more."

muse : cleo lópez, lizeth selene, mid twenties open to : any plot : cleo's not just any weed dealer, she's y/m's weed dealer except she's in love with y/m and has decided she can't continue dealing to y/m bc she cannot handle her own feelings

[fallenmuses]

"why not?" noel's half genuinely confused and half hoping she's joking. there's a small scoff, a silly grin on his face, disguising the tension he feels when he's around her. such a stoner, the musician grew reliant on cleo. but he also liked when she stayed around and they both got high. talking shit, talking deep and laughing at whatever, he really enjoyed those interactions. he grew dependent on them. his weed dealer being hot as fuck also factors into that. "give me one valid reason," the blond challenges her.

[siinncrs]

Valeria asks the bartender for a Negroni while she directs a judging expression towards Noel for asking for beer, only to be replaced by laughter shortly after. "You mean you can't believe I'd get you to do anything for me?" Valeria replies leaning in closer too him, almost too close and immediately pulling back. The flirtatiousness of her words is evident; she knew the more time she spent near Noel the harder it was becoming to keep herself together and away from him. They'd promised it wouldn't happen again but it still wasn't enough to keep him off her thoughts, and tonight was proving to be a little too much for her. "I'm afraid it's going to be very boring, unless, we find a way to sneak out." Valeria's body was leaning towards the speaker, every now and then turning to face Noel and then returning back. "Are you going to let me corrupt you?"

[fallenmuses]

"bet," noel chuckles. he can absolutely believe that she can do anything for her. valeria's always been charming. she's always been funny and such a pleasure to be around. and now that there's this undercurrent tension between them, the musician sees how sex has complicated things for him, a little. the brunette leans in closer to him, and he blushes, a quiet grin plastered across his face. she pulls back, but the scent of her hair is already hazing his brain. there's a silly, amused scoff before his eyes land on her. "i don't know," he teases. "are you sure?" there's the rational part that says this is a mistake. and then there's the impulsive part that makes him want to throw everything out fucking the door. she's looking damn delectable tonight. "i can go from zero to a hundred real fast."

[loveisliquor]

open to: anyone (m/f/nb) plot: exes/fwbs/friends crossing boundaries/anything?

she holds their gaze for a moment too long, lets the silence coalesce into something potent. she's a patient girl, is good at knowing just when to pause. "let's late fate decide. heads we go to yours..." she spins the quarter on the table, her eyes still tangled in theirs. "tails we go to mine."

[fallenmuses]

noel looks into her eyes, quiet. they've been flirting for a few hours. they've been flirting for a few weeks. his smile is subtle and his skin bristles when she talks. time seems to stretch deliciously as the quarter twirls, their intense eye contact makes the whole thing even more exciting. the quarter loses its momentum and lies flat on the table. "shall we?" he grins.

[stannyramirez]

𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 🔁 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬.

[miss-evcrything]

the kiss on her cheek was more than enough to make her blush slightly, and yet she managed to keep her warm smile showing. " do you walk around saying you're amy blake's boyfriend ? and people believe you just like that ? "

[fallenmuses]

he chuckles, amused and endeared. "am i not?" a smirk on his face as he observes his hands itching to touch her, he places his thumbs in his jacket pockets. "i know sets aren't places for intense pda but..." he leans closer only slightly enough to whisper, "i'm having dessert later in your office," noel's smirk doesn't fade. he knows damn well she understands him, he's always called her pussy his favorite dessert. she also knows he likes to eat her out when he's got a lot going on in his mind. it's comforting, burying his head between her legs. "so, whenever you're done. i'll be there."

[starbrsts]

she's not used to the extra intensity of already mindblowing sex with him, the edible taking her to a level she'd never been to before as her high rapidly approaches. his orders have her clenching around him some more, nodding her head, making no effort to pull away from him no matter how overwhelming it all feels. she's moaning and whimpering against his lips, hands clutching at his arms, nails digging into his skin, addicted to him in every way possible. being with him is really the only time her mind truly stops, nothing in the world mattering more then feeling everything with him. " n-noel, oh my god. " her head tilts back as her orgasms hits, stars in her eyes as she cums hard on his cock, feeling him fill her up just how she likes it.

[fallenmuses]

he fills her up, fucking her through both their orgasms. her nails on his arms let him know they'll leave marks, and that gets him going. "fuck, fuckkk," noel whines, her pretty cunt pulsing around him, her head tilted back. life doesn't get better than this. after a good twenty seconds, his thrusts become sloppy as his head buries between her breasts, inhaling her scent. it's so imprinted in his nose that it feels like home. the musician wraps his free arm around her body, pulling her closer to him as his hips stop moving. forehead and neck sweaty. "mmmm," he sighs against her chest, blissed out. pleasure rings in his ears before he pulls away enough to bring the thumb that was pressing against her clit up to her lips. chin hooked on his hand, noel peels her head off the wall, forcing her to look at him -his messy hair, the droplets running down his neck and staining his shirt. amidst all the chaos, they didn't take their clothes off properly. "open," he breathes out, parting her lips with his thumb.

[brokensbcys]

Imogen sank back against the car seat, her breath catching slightly when Noel’s fingers brushed her thigh in a way that felt more affectionate than teasing, a gentle reminder of how aware he was of her presence. “Noel,” she murmured, her voice low and warm, turning her head to rest lightly against his shoulder, a small smile tugging at her lips, “don’t tease me,” though there was no real protest in her tone, only fondness. The dim light wrapped around them, creating a cocoon that felt separate from everything else, and she leaned into him, drawn by something unspoken yet undeniable, her hand rising to his cheek as she met his lips in a soft but lingering kiss that carried both hesitation and certainty at once. The moment stretched, unhurried and full of quiet emotion, as if time itself had softened just for them, and she shifted slightly, loosening the tension in her posture, wanting nothing more than to feel close. Her hand moved over his lap and over his crotch. "Touch me. Please."

[fallenmuses]

the softness wrapped around them keeps him grounded for a few minutes. her head leaning against his shoulder, his name rolling off her tongue with such ease, noel loses himself in the scent of her hair before she guides him down to her lips. her small plea as she reaches for his crotch makes his breath catch in his throat. it takes him a moment to adjust to the sudden burning feeling that's radiating off him, an undeniable energy. lustful, hungry, eager. the musician grips her thigh, tightly, getting his rings indented in her skin. "like this?" he whispers, licking her bottom lip before his fingers reach her spot. not wasting any time, the man slides his digits inside her underwear. a small, strained moan slips past his lips. he tries to breathe through it, hoping his erection isn't painfully obvious when they get out of the car. but fuck, they're still fifteen minutes away and she feels so good.

[illusionxwrites]

she gets a flash of pleasure mixed with the pain of having her hair yanked, a soft giggle falling from her lips at the feeling. sweat met sweat as she was pulled into him, the most delicious sensation crawling down her spine at his words in her ear, his breath on her skin. "hearing how bad you wanted me is fucking hot," she says. her late-night fantasies about him were finally coming true, dozens of missed moments behind them as her cunt pulses around him. it felt silly, now, to have denied what they had between them for so long. both going to bed alone and not satisfied when they could have had this the entire time. part of her mourned the lost time, rocking her hips back against his in rhythm with him. "fuck, noel. fuck." it's like her brain can't process anything else, eyes rolling back as pleasure builds in her belly. she leans her head into his shoulder, her breath coming in short gasps. "oh, fuck me, you're so fucking hot."

[fallenmuses]

his hips slam into her ass as his hands slide up from her waist to her breasts. he cups them and squeezes them before ripping the pasties off her nipples. "wanted you so bad," he breathes against her neck, tossing the only things that covered her naked body somewhere across his living room. her string of repetitive words and his name rolling off her tongue with such ease and heat, fuel him as his body starts tensing up. hands squeeze her boobs one more time, digging his fingers into her flesh. "girl, you feel sooo good," noel nibbles on her earlobe as she rests her head on his shoulder. feels so surreal, feels so fucking good. the man grunts as his thrusts become frantic. "girl-" he whines, "cum for me, sof. you know you want to." the musician is used to calling girl to whoever woman he's fucking. if the name slips out of his lips, it means something. what is it? his vision blurs when the tidal wave hits him hard.

[somebrokenfate]

Dottie had never come so hard in her life, her vision clouded with stars, and she was lightheaded. Her fingers loosened in his hair and started to affectionately scratch at his scalp as her breathing returned to normal. There was no going back to being just friends after that, not that she wanted to. she'd had feelings for him - been in love with him - for so long now and it was addicting to finally have him between her legs. she wasn't close to being done. "noel," she's still a little out of breath, her legs unwrapping from around his head and tugging his head up so she could look at him better, "i need you inside me."

[fallenmuses]

noel grins against her swollen folds. the feeling of her fingers scratching his scalp makes him melt. he could stay between her legs forever. his name rings in his ears. "okay," his smile widens when dottie tugs his head up. she expresses herself with such heat and neediness that it takes him no time to match the energy. the man leans up and kisses her, letting her taste herself in his tongue. "you're on the pill, yeah?" he's quick to push his pants and underwear down to his shins as he pulls himself up to the couch, sitting right next to her. "c'mere," noel gestures down to his throbbing length. it's big and thick and he wants nothing more than for dottie to ride him.