Simple Man

@jjudepearce

Jude Killian Pearce

30 posts

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Noah licked the skin before sitting up on his knees and pulling the rest of his slacks down. He turned, just so he could pull them completely off. His pulled his socks off too. When he turned, he licked his lips and reached for the ends of his tank top, gliding it up with his help until it was off completely. His piercing blue eyes roamed his naked torso and he leaned down to kiss his body. He was more than enjoying this and he almost felt as if all of this wasn’t real. He felt like all the restrictions he put on himself just never existed. Noah grabbed himself through his boxer briefs and he squeezed, wanting to feel some pressure. “Fuck.” He groaned. Noah ran his tongue from the top of his chest, down to the belt of the latter’s belt. “Are you sure?” He questioned him, looking up at the man through his lashes.

Jude carefully watched Noah, biting down on his lip gently as his eyes scanned over the other male - wanting to see every curve of his body up close. He'd never looked before, and now was the chance. Once his tank top was lifted over his head, he sucked in his stomach a little of nervousness, but let it back out, smiling. "Mm," He watched the male for a moment, sense heightening as the other grabbed himself and groaned. He moved his hand down to brush his fingers over Noah's firm excitement, licking his lips again. Now all he had in mind was how amazing this was going to be - he could already. Breath hitching as he watched the other kiss down his body, he nodded and groaned, "Damnit..yes. Yes, I'm sure."

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Noah followed close behind him and shut the door. He locked it and turned to see Jude sitting on the bed, waiting for him. He smirked and made his way over to him, pushing him down against the bed. Noah’s mouth moved between his head and shoulder and he settled himself between Jude’s legs as he started kissing the flesh hungrily. By this point, Noah was very hard under his slacks. His hands moved down to Jude’s jeans and he pulled his shirt up, letting his finger tips slide across his warm skin. He was getting even more hot and more desperate by each passing second.

Jude licked his lips as he looked at the male again, eyes basically begging for it. He had always been a versatile person when it came to sex, but he wasn't afraid to admit that he enjoyed being on the receiving end more than the giving end - and Noah seemed to be the one who could help him with that. He leaned back, making a small noise and grinning to himself, leaning his head back to allow the other male more access to his skin. "Do whatever you want," He tempted him, making another small noise. He reached down and unbuttoned Noah's slacks, tugging them down slightly just to give him some room.

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Noah was about to respond, but the kiss interrupted him. He didn’t mind of course. His tongue licked into his mouth and his other hand moved to the back of his head, tangling itself in his hair. “Fucking incredible.” He replied before meeting his lips again. Noah blocked all thoughts from his mind. All he wanted to think about was the warm body in front of him. The warm body of the very attractive man underneath him. His other hand was still on his thigh but he glided it over his crotch and he just pressed up against him. He felt the hardened cock beneath the material and it made his mouth water. “Where’s you room?”

Jude leaned forward a little so Noah was tilted back slightly, just so he could put a little more force into the kiss. He still wasn't sure what was happening, but he could feel himself hardening underneath the fabric of his jeans, and there was no way he could keep those on for much longer without aching. "Good," He mumbled, threading his fingers through Noah's hair. He shifted slightly as the hand glided over his crotch, and without any hesitation, he was up, Noah's hand in his. "Come on," He practically growled, tugging the older man to his bedroom - which was thankfully fairly clean and smelling pretty normal, in contrast to how people might think his place would be like. He licked his lips as he sat down on his bed, staring at Noah with hungry eyes.

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Noah licked his lips and leaned in to brush them over Jude’s again. “Just, don’t stop.” He said, in almost a begging tone. Kissing him felt so good and he didn’t want it to stop. Noah’s hand moved across the latter’s leg and he squeezed it. “You taste too good.”

Jude wasn't quite sure what was happening - on both of their ends - but he found himself wanting it. Liking it. "You want to continue?" His voice came out in almost a whisper, before he leaned forward and pressed their lips together again, pulling the two of them closer together. "Tell me how good I taste," He mumbled against his lips.

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Noah was really engaged in Jude’s voice. The way his lips looked as he spoke about his adventures and the way his arms flexed ever so slighlty as he moved them. The man didn’t flinch when he felt the latter’s warm lips on his own, but when Jude broke the kiss and backed away in regret - Noah was surprised. But just because he was surprised, well it didn’t mean that he didn’t like the way that it felt. The man looked into Jude’s eyes and back down at his lips. “Why’d you pull away?”

Jude sometimes prided himself on usually being rather good at pinpointing the signs of someone feeling the same as him. Maybe that's why he had leaned towards Noah - maybe he had gotten a strange feeling that the other wanted it just as much as he did. He didn't even know why he wanted it; he just did. And he was shocked to learn that Noah wasn't angry. "I...you have a wife and you're straight. I just...sorry.

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Noah listened carefully, feeling himself kind of get lost in his musk more so than anything else. He was leaning forward without meaning to, drifting with the sound of his voice.

Jude continued to talk - suddenly getting so into discussing the piece of work and his experiences with it. The amazing people he had met who had extended so much kindness to him. How important the picture was to it. He hadn't even realized he was leaning closer to Noah, who was intently listening. And soon, without really even thinking about it, he found himself pressing his lips to his bosses. But in an instant, he had pulled away, eyes wide. "Oh god.."

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Noah’s gaze flickered up when Jude pointed out his photography. He nodded, really impressed with the work. “I like it.” He spoke honestly as he took in the photography. He was leaning a little into Jude without noticing as he made out the scenery. “Where’d you take them?”

Jude looked from Noah, to the picture the male was looking at, located near them. It was of beautiful scenery,and he managed a small smile, still looking at it. "That one? Hm," He thought for a moment, even though he already remembered everything down to the exact moment he had taken it. "That one was taken in India. I was there for about a week, and I was in a beautiful little place. The others are just taken around the US, mainly around here."

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"If you were the one who designed your own tattoos, then you honestly have nothing to be self conscious about." He replied to him, taking another sip of his drink. "Come on." Noah leaned forward and made a pouty face. "Show me? Or get fired." He was joking obviously and even he couldn’t keep a straight face. The man smirked. "Don’t be shy. I won’t tell anyone if they suck."

Jude shrugged again, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Really?" He held his arms out in front of him, turning them as he looked at the ink. "I mean..I designed some of them. The ones that aren't as good, obviously," He joked and took another sip of his own drink. "I'm mainly a photographer," He pointed to a few pictures on the walls, "I took those. You probably didn't notice them because, unlike the rest of my place, the frames are pretty fancy I guess." He took another sip and shut his eyes, leaning his head back and exhaling slowly.

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Noah nodded. “I can see that.” He gestured toward the man’s exposed tattoos. Eyes roaming his body again, but a little bit more obviously now. The man licked his lips as his eyes flickered back to meet the latter’s gaze. “So what type of art? Do you have anything lying around that you can show me?”

Jude just nodded, leaning back against the couch cushions a little. As his tattoos were gestured towards, he gave a small smile and shrugged, "Yeah, guess I Make it rather obvious." He was a little too tipsy to realize that Noah was looking at him in a different way than just a glance because they were talking to each other. "You'd have to get me drunk for that," He joked. "I'm sometimes self-conscious about my work."

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"Nah, nothing else. I just. I need a break to be honest." He said, taking another sip of the burning alcohol. About an hour later and an entire bottle of whatever it was that Jude was refilling their glasses with - Noah felt pretty buzzed. The two got to talking about random people at the office and for the first time, they were actually getting along. Some laughter was shared and time seemed to be pretty nonexistent. "So, being someone’s messenger isn’t really what you want to do for the rest of your life, right? Or at least I hope."

Jude was honestly surprised to hear Noah say that. He knew it was true - he just never expected to hear it out loud from his boss; the man who seemed to always be working. After some alcohol, however, the two seemed to become comfortable with each other. He didn't even know Noah was capable of laughing for real, but it seemed to be true. And for once, he was comfortable in this moment with his boss. "..No. It wasn't my plan, remember? It just fell into place," He shrugged. "It's not half bad. But it's not what I want to do for the rest of my life, no. I prefer art."

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Noah stood up, walking toward Jude to take the glass when he saw him almost fall over himself. He leaned in on instinct to keep him from falling but Jude handled it. Taking the glass from him, he smirked a bit. “It’ll do.” He nodded as he walked off and turned to sit back down on the couch. As he turned though, he caught Jude peeling his shirt up over his head. Eyes roaming the man’s naked back, painted in tattoos with muscles flexing in the sunlight. The familiar heat rushed right below in the pit of his stomach. The same heat he felt whenever he saw Katherine or any woman for that matter, naked. What no one knew about Noah Belrose was that he was attracted to men just as much as he was attracted to women but he was a hell of an actor. He knew how to keep a straight face and look unphased whenever he came across a man who could turn him on with a simple touch or gesture. Noah would never admit it though and that reason was more so for the fact that his father had chiseled him in the image he wanted. The image of the perfect son.

When he was a child, he expressed qualities that made his parents question his future sexuality and he would get punished for it. There had be no denying it though, because Noah knew that he liked boys. This was confirmed when he had reached high school and he found himself in a compromising situation with one of the other boys in his gym class. Sex with guys became something that he quickly enjoyed, but he made sure to sleep with the ones who didn’t go to his school, with the exception of the first of course. Noah hadn’t been with a man for years though. He wanted to ‘cut it out’ for the sake of becoming exposed by his father. "Right, at least those are good." He replied rather quickly, looking away from his bare torso to his face.

Jude was comfortable with both his sexuality and his body, so taking his shirt off in a situation like this wasn't really anything new for him. He had become comfortable with both things the same time he had realized he needed to change his life around for the better and be the best he could possibly be. Life was too short, and he knew he needed to enjoy every aspect of it - and worrying about his appearance and his sexuality just wasn't at all worth it.

He grabbed a semi-tight fitting tank top, having not gone to the dry cleaners in a few days and slipped it on. It wasn't very 'professional' but it was his home and he could change before they needed to leave again. Walking back into the living room, he ran a hand through his hair, "Do you need anything else?" He managed to add a gentle, tiny smile.

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"Right, thanks." He took the papers from him and looked over them. Now that he wasn’t in a rush, he just wanted to sit down and take a moment just breathe. Noah was always running around and it was exhausting sometimes. He had been looking forward to spending time with Katherine, if anything just to take his mind off of work and the responsibilities he had. Noah took a seat on the couch. "Do you have any alcohol in this place?"

He would never admit it openly, but there were moments where he truly felt bad for Noah Belrose. The man couldn't have created such a complex and a way of living all on his own. Everyone had a story for why they were the way they were - and he could occasionally tell when something was bothering the other, because just for a brief moment, his normal smirk was replaced with a flash of something else on his face; something human. When he saw the other sit on the couch, he chewed his lip, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Uh..yeah. Sure." He ventured into the kitchen, wondering why the other wasn't rushing him. Jude searched his cabinet and found some alcohol, grabbing two glasses and filling them 1/4 full of the liquid. However, as he was walking back, his prosthetic caught on something invisible, and he tripped slightly. He caught himself, but before his own drink splashed all over his shirt. Groaning, he placed the drink in front of Noah. "I'm sorry, all I had was that. There might be some stuff you can mix it with in the fridge. I need to go change my shirt." He set his own mostly empty glass down from the spill and turned around, already pulling his shirt up and over his head, back muscles flexing as he did so. He knew Noah was straight as an arrow, so why did it matter? He turned to the other, toned and tattooed body facing Noah. "At least I didn't splash the papers," He gave a small smile before shrugging and walking to his room.

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Noah didn’t say anything and followed after him. He stepped inside the latter’s door and stood in the walkway, just observing everything. Noah was used to luxuries and he didn’t know how the man could live the way he was feeling. He almost felt sorry for him. Just then his phone rang with a text and he took it out to check it. It was Katherine and the text read ‘Let’s reschedule? I’m not feeling well tonight.” The man sighed out. Well it looked like he wasn’t in a hurry anymore. This was the third time in a row that his fiance canceled on him and it was starting to become annoying. “Right, well feel better. I’ll come and see you tomorrow.” He replied. He shook his head and stuffed his phone into his pocket then he headed into the room where Jude was.

Jude didn't love his place, but it was still his home and that meant something to him. Being from foster homes almost his whole life, even living in a homeless shelter a couple times at 19, he liked having a place that was just...his. And he was grateful for it. He knew someone like Noah could never understand that. As they walked inside, he immediately headed to the counter, not seeing the papers. He groaned and then walked into the living room, before seeing them on the coffee table - done and looking perfect, just like Noah demanded of him, usually. He turned around and looked at his boss. By now, he knew that Katherine canceled on him a lot, and that was probably not a great feeling. He really did feel bad for the guy - sometimes. "So uh, here are the papers. Told you I'd get them fast."

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Noah pursed his lips, but he concluded that the latter was probably right. Rolling his eyes, he followed him and climbed into the passanger seat of his car. “I’ve got dinner plans tonight with Katherine. So this needs to be done quickly.” He wasn’t super eager for dinner with his fiance, but it was a reason for Jude to have a sense of urgency. It annoyed him when the male got snarky with him, but he was the best at doing what he needed done and decided not to fire him on multiple occassions. When they pulled into the neighborhood, Noah raised a brow. “You live here?” He asked, almost accusingly. “With what I’ve been paying you, you could at least afford to live in a neighborhood that doesn’t look like it’s going to be highlighted on the news for crimes against humanity.”

Jude was honestly fed up with how the other male treated him, but he mainly kept his mouth shut - sort of. He started up the car, pulling out and beginning to drive to his place. "I know where the papers are, Mr. Belrose. That won't be a problem." He sighed softly near the end and focused on driving, turning on the radio, but not turning it up too late so he didn't annoy the other too much - because he would end up complaining and Jude just didn't want to hear it. Once he got to his place, he nodded, "Yes..I live here." He groaned at Noah's comment. "I live here because that money has to go elsewhere." Without another word, he walked inside, not even caring if the male was following him.

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The man frowned, standing up quickly. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” He muttered, checking his watch. The other man was right, he still had some hours before everything needed to be completed; but that didn’t mean he still wasn’t irritated. This just meant that more of his time would be taken from his day. “I’m going with you to get them. Right now.” He said without even bothering to ask. Grabbing his keys, he led the way out. “I’ll follow you.” He said, still with a bitterness to his tone.

Jude could have anticipated the reaction of the other, and honestly, he kind of did already. Noah seemed so used to getting things done his way, that anything that screwed that up was just unacceptable, apparently. "You're going to come with me?" He had to hold back an eyeroll at that. "I wouldn't suggest bringing your car into my neighborhood. Just trust me on this - it won't be pretty." He sighed softly, digging his keys from his pocket. "I will drive. Besides, wouldn't want to make rich Mr. Belrose have to drive himself. That's just terrible," He remarked sarcastically and walked to his car, not really caring if the other was following him. The first few weeks, he had been rather polite to Noah. But now, it just wasn't worth it. It didn't help anything, so throwing some snark in actually became just part of how they talked to each other - even if Noah talked to him more like he was a peasant of some sort.

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Noah was sitting at his office in his home checking to make sure that he had his presentation for his meeting ready for tomorrow. All he needed to complete it all was the paperwork he’d left Jude responsible for and he would be on his way to closing new accounts in a heartbeat. Jude had actually been a really big help in the last few months. His usual assistant had actually gotten very sick and needed to take time off and the man didn’t have the time to look for anybody new. So he basically recruited Jude right off the bat, which had in the long run been a good decision since he was already getting a hang of everything. Looking up from his papers, he caught sight of the man entering his office. “Uh, where are the papers I asked you to bring?” He asked, noticing his empty hands.

Jude, although constantly irritated by Noah, had gotten used to male a little more. That didn't mean they didn't get into their spats - because, really, Noah Belrose had one of the worst attitudes in the world. But Jude needed to keep this job in order to afford bills he was still trying to pay from getting new, updated prosthetics. Not only that, but he had to save up for a new place - his current apartment was kind of a safety hazard for him at times, even though he had set it up pretty nicely to cater to his needs. He wouldn't admit it, but being at Noah's house often felt pretty nice. Walking to Noah with the folder, he held it out. "Most of them are there. There are a couple I left at my home, but I know where they are, and they are completed. I can go get them - you still have a few more hours and I don't live far."

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