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“Clear,” Noah affirmed quietly as he came down the stairs, stopping on the last one. Kasper came to the foot of the stairs, and nodded to let him know the first floor was also clear. The two finished checking out the first and second floor of the house they’d stumbled upon, making sure it was both survivor and zombie-free before they could relax. With no sign of threat, Noah slid the knife in his hand back into its place in the thigh sheath he had on his pants. Kasper bit his lip as he watched this, something about him handling the sharp weapons so expertly always making his insides flutter.

He met Noah’s eyes, a cheeky grin sneaking its way onto his face. With Kasper on a step below him, Noah was now almost a whole foot taller than him and felt way too far away. He slowly took a step up the staircase, standing next to him but still being too short for how close he wanted to be. Kasper broke their eye contact and continued up, his shoulder brushing Noah’s as he walked past him. Once he was almost to the top, he looked back to glance at Noah, who looked like he’d just broken out of a trance and began to run up after Kasper. Kasper grinned and quickly disappeared into the nearest room, which happened to be a bedroom. It had a second door which looked like it connected to a bathroom. Noah had come up the stairs now and looked around, the smallest smirk appearing on his face as he spotted Kasper.

Kasper met his smirk with his own and dropped his backpack on the floor, his right hand coming up under the front of his shirt, teasing Noah with the bit of skin he displayed while he took a few steps backwards toward the bathroom. Noah followed him into the bedroom, closing the door and locking it after him. Yeah, it was the apocalypse... but it still felt right to go through the motions. Plus, any bit of normalcy in this chaotic hell provided a comfort.

It only took Noah a few strides of his long legs to make it across the room to Kasper. His heart picked up in anticipation, backing away from him faster now. Once Noah reached him Kasper was near the bathroom counter. Noah dropped his own backpack on the tile, and the motion of Noah closing his fists around Kasper’s shirt caused his back to hit the counter, eliciting a pleased groan from Kasper. He reached a hand up and grasped Noah’s hair, pulling his head to the side. Without assistance, his lips only met the top of his chest, but as he stood on his toes to make himself taller, he continued to press kisses along the boy’s neck. Noah hummed, his body leaning in closer to Kasper. Being this close to him had his heart thumping, and his lips tingling at every little kiss he left.

Noah pulled his head back down to look at Kasper again, stepping forward which both pushed Kasper harder against the counter but also Noah against Kasper, which he definitely did not mind. With one hand only, he released his grip on Kasper’s shirt and brought it up to his face, pulling him away from Noah’s neck to look at him. Their eyes met for a long moment, their faces getting closer at a painfully slow pace. Kasper stood on his toes still, and Noah leaned down into him. Their lips brushed together but didn’t fully touch yet, lighting a hot yearning in Kasper’s chest.

It had been a long while since they’d been close at all, really. You’d think with the world being like… over and all, they’d have all the time in the world to fuck around. Well, that wasn’t really the case. It was true at times; they’d have a decent week of finding good shelter and a limited near death experiences; then they’d have a week full of being on edge at all times and endless stretches of roads and days since their last good amount of sleep. The latter is how it’d been for them recently. The miles seemed to drag on and the hordes of zombies seemed thicker than they had the week prior. Maybe it varied this way based on where they were traveling around… maybe it was just one cosmic fucking joke. Either way, now that they’d finally found a place to sleep at night and no one else to share with, it was inevitable that they’d soon be all over each other.

Was it really much of a shocker? They were two young guys (a demographic unanimously known for being horny 24/7) looking at the end of the world with what seemed to be an intense attraction to each other. The odds seemed slim, but that’s how their cards were played and they were making the most of it.

“Fucking kiss me already, bonehead,” Kasper demanded sternly, though his voice was nearly a whisper. Noah grinned at his words and obliged. The very moment their lips touched, a groan was already crawling its way up Kasper’s throat. God, it’d been way too long. The closest they’d really been in days and days had been a little spooning as they went to sleep, but both were so fucking tired that as soon as they got the chance in a safe place they were knocked out immediately. There was a bit of hand holding here and there, maybe a chaste kiss once or twice, but that was about it. Now, all Kasper wanted was him.

Kasper wanted him so bad.

His free hand slid down Noah’s side and searched for his belt loops, looping a finger through and pulling his hips closer. Even with Noah’s head dipped down, Kasper strained to reach his lips, his body out of the energy it took to remain on his toes. It’s not that he couldn’t completely reach, but he was exhausted and reaching up was tiring, especially when he just wanted Noah as close as possible. Either Noah just felt it in the moment, or he could tell Kasper was struggling to remain attached to his lips, because in a second his hands were on Kasper’s sides and pushing him up onto the counter. Much better. Immediately after, Kasper was heating the kiss up now that he had an all access pass to Noah’s face.

Noah stood in between Kasper’s legs, hands still gripping onto Kasper’s thighs. He stuck his hands up Noah’s shirt and trailed them up to his chest, feeling goosebumps on his skin where he’d touched as he moved them back down. He smiled against Noah’s lips at the involuntary reaction to his touch.

“Shut up,” Noah mumbled in response through their kissing.

“Never.” Kasper’s grin remained, and Noah tugged on his hips to pull him closer to the edge of the counter, causing Kasper’s groin to meet Noah’s.

He was already semi hard -- yeah, that fast -- and the feeling of Noah against him made him break their kiss, his head dropping back and hitting the mirror behind him. Noah’s lips kept working, however, sucking on the skin underneath Kasper’s jaw. He squirmed under Noah’s lips which only served for their increasingly sensitive parts to rub against each other again, drawing a quiet moan from Noah. God, Kasper loved that sound. Noah took that moment to pull Kasper’s shirt off his body and drop it on the floor. Kasper licked his bottom lip and pushed off the mirror to kiss Noah again, a little sloppier than before.

Then, there was a loud bang against the door. Noah stiffened right away, but Kasper was high enough that it took him a moment to come down. They’d parted, Noah’s head swinging around in the direction of the noise, but Kasper’s eyes remained closed, his mouth still open. “No,” he whined.

“Shh,” Noah shushed.

Kasper opened his eyes with furrowed brows and tried not to pout. “Don’t shush me.” He listened anyway, quieting to hear a scratching at the door accompanied by a low growling sound. Another thump on the door. “I thought you checked up here…”

“I did!” Noah defended, voice barely above a whisper. “I thought you checked downstairs.”

“I did.”

“Well, it’s definitely a zombie. How did we miss it?”

“I honestly don’t care right now.” He really should have, but all he cared about was getting Noah’s clothes off, to be truthful. Kasper leaned forward and pressed a warm, open mouthed kiss to Noah’s neck. Noah hesitated, swallowing.

“We…” Noah began to speak, but the blonde boy in front of him insisted on antagonizing him. Kasper’s tongue moved softly along his neck before pressing another kiss to it. “We should take care of it.”

“We’re fine,” argued Kasper, kissing his chin.

“Kasper--” Noah started in, worry on his face. He began to move away from Kasper, but Kasper quickly wrapped his legs around Noah’s waist and pulled him back in. They both had a look of momentary pleasure flash across their faces as they met in the middle again. “Kasper.”

“We’re fine,” he insisted. He crossed his ankles behind Noah and continued to pull on him, locking him in tightly against him. “Obviously, it’s a slow and weak one or something.” The thing had taken this long to get around to them, must have come from some hiding place where he ended up turning zombie anyway, starving and weak. He must have killed the one who turned him, because he was definitely alone. There was at least 15 seconds between each limp pound he made against the door. He nodded toward the bathroom door and Noah hesitantly reached back and closed it gently, locking it. “And now we’ve got two sets of doors between us.” He pressed a soft kiss to Noah’s lips as one of his hands, still under his shirt, made its way down to his pants, tugging on the waistband and reaching a hand in. With a belt in the way he couldn’t do much, but his fingertips grazed Noah’s growing length and he felt Noah’s breath hitch.

“Fuck,” he exhaled. Kasper nodded slowly, their lips brushing against each other as he did so.

“Please,” Kasper practically begged, “I want you.” He finally had Noah and he wasn’t going to let this break their moment.

“Fuck...” he repeated. Kasper waited, Noah apparently thinking about whether his anxiety was going to let him let this go. “Could I just -- really quick --”

“No,” Kasper said firmly, bringing his other hand up behind Noah’s neck and pulling him down into a hard kiss.

At this point, Noah must have found it too hard to argue anymore and Kasper’s actions clouded any anxiety he felt, the boy roughly grabbing at Kasper’s thighs and delving into their kiss. The smacking of their lips and breathy groans filled the air, the sounds of the Z outside fading away as he got lost in Noah’s touch. Honestly, the slight fear of one being out there made this hotter, his heartbeat in his ears a little faster than before, and he knew Noah was mildly freaking out but the desire in his body was fighting off the fears in his head.

Tongue’s meeting, Noah’s mouth tasted like sugar and sweets from the taste of their last meal having no nutrients but being a sugary calorie loaded item to keep them going, but salty around the outside from dried sweat as they drove through the summer heat all day. He was literally a fucking treat, salty and sweet. He tasted better than any fancy dessert he could think of, he was the dessert. Noah was his favorite snack, even in this goddamn apocalypse when good food and your favorite candy bar was a rarity.

Kasper pulled his hand out of Noah’s waistband to tug at his shirt, wanting to feel him chest to chest already. Noah tugged it off, and immediately brought his lips back to Kasper’s. Now that he could be sure Noah wasn’t going anywhere, he unlocked his ankles and toed his boots and socks off, the shoes making loud thumps as they fell to the floor. Noah did the same, nearly losing his balance as he moved too quickly to try and tug off the boots. Kasper laughed against his lips and held onto his waist, his legs around the boy’s hips keeping him in place. Noah only smiled against his lips and kissed him harder, grinding his hips into Kasper’s.

“Mm,” Kasper hummed, tugging at his bottom lip with his teeth before parting from him to look between them. He bit his own lip and began to undo Noah’s belt. He looked up at Noah’s face as he did so, the other boy staring down at Kasper’s hands while he worked on his pants. As much as he just wanted Noah’s pants off, he enjoyed watching lust pool in the boy’s eyes. So, he took his time. He pulled on the belt, the fabric slowly unwrapping itself from around Noah’s hips. The metal clanged as it fell through Kasper’s fingers and hit the floor. He popped upon the button and pulled slowly down the zipper, swiping his tongue across his bottom lip as he did so. He was driving himself crazy at this point. Would pulling his underwear down with his pants right now be too soon?

Before he could decide, Noah’s hands were making their way up his thighs and undoing Kasper’s pants. He was making much quicker work than Kasper had, which he certainly wouldn’t complain about. With Kasper sitting, Noah couldn’t pull the pants down entirely, but he tugged on the tops of them which pulled them away from Kasper’s hips, along with rolling the waistband to his underwear down a couple times. Noah gripped the back of Kasper’s knee and yanked on it, forcing Kasper’s hips into his own. His lips crashed into Kasper’s and he leaned into him, which leaned Kasper back, his upper back and head being pushed against the mirror behind him.

Kasper’s legs tightened and moved up around Noah’s waist again, begging him for some friction. Noah obliged, rocking his hips into the blonde’s and inciting some pleased moans from him. He stilled his movements, reaching into Kasper’s underwear and pulling him out. A sharp exhale left Kasper, his lips pausing against Noah’s as his large hand wrapped around Kasper’s hard on, his thumb swiping up around the tip. Kasper’s hands came up and gripped Noah’s shoulders as he began toying with him.

“Fuck, Noah,” he groaned through Noah’s kisses, not even able to concentrate on kissing him properly now. He was so fucking turned on and desperate for Noah’s touch, that it didn’t take hardly any effort at all for the brunette to get him fully erect.

Noah’s groin was still pressed against Kasper, and he could feel that as he worked on Kasper, he continued to get harder himself. Kasper pressed his fingers harder into Noah’s skin and moved one hand down his back and into his underwear, grabbing his ass and pushing him against Kasper. At the suggestion, Noah ground his hips into Kasper again, his kissing growing more desperate, sloppier against Kasper’s mouth. His tongue slid down Kasper’s chin and onto his neck, biting at it. With the hand in his pants, he attempted to push Noah’s pants and underwear down, the unbuttoned pants falling to the floor but his briefs unmoving.

“I want you to fuck me,” Kasper urged, urgently wanting more of his boy, “now.” Noah stilled and pulled away from Kasper’s mouth, desire scrawled across his face. “Now,” Kasper demanded, pushing off the mirror and sitting up straight to assert his presence. Noah’s eyes gleamed, a small grin flashing on his face. It may not be acknowledged, nor admitted, but Noah liked being told what to do, while still having a lot of control physically. They had quite a balance going.

Noah pulled his underwear down and stepped out of them, pushing them and his pants aside with his foot. Kasper took a second to appreciate all of Noah’s naked glory as he stood before him, leaning over to grab the lube out of his backpack. He couldn’t help the giggle that escaped him as Noah came back up, purely out of excitement for what was to come, and for the fact that he still got giddy seeing this man naked, every time, as if he was a 12 year old straight boy seeing boobs for the first time. Noah probably knew exactly why he was giggling, a grin on his own face as he shook his head at him.

“You’re stupid,” Noah insisted, pressing a few kisses to Kasper’s lips.

A close mouthed grin wide on his face, Kasper hummed, reaching down to grab Noah’s cock, wrapping his hand around it and stroking upward. “Don’t make me fucking fight you,” Kasper replied in between kisses.

Noah only smirked before he swiftly pulled Kasper off of the counter, Kasper’s bare feet hitting the tile and sending shivers up his body. The tall boy spun Kasper around and bent him over the counter, then quickly shoved his pants and underwear down in one go. Kasper’s eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head, a low hum vibrating his throat. This shit turned him on so fucking much. He stepped out of his pants and kicked them aside, setting his hands on the counter and glancing back at Noah.

The sound of the lube’s cap opening and closing echoed in the bathroom before it was tossed somewhere on the floor. Noah leaned forward and kissed the smaller male while he stroked the lube onto himself, then brought his hand up to Kasper’s entrance, rubbing the lube against it and making Kasper moan quietly again. Noah removed his hand from the area and ran it up Kasper’s back, curling his fingers in the boy’s blonde hair. His member grazed against Kasper’s cheeks and he was damn near trembling under Noah’s touch.

Kasper pulled away from Noah’s kisses and reached up to put a hand in his hair. “I need you so bad.” He missed having the boy under his fingertips badly enough, his desire to have him back inside him was turning into an urgent need.

“Shit, Kasper,” Noah breathed out. Kasper’s hand left his hair and he began kissing Kasper’s shoulder and down his back. Kasper could feel him reach between them, then press himself against Kasper.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Noah was inside him. The relief was sweet, even if it was only the smallest bit of Noah. Even though it’s not like upon entry everything was perfectly pleasuring straight off the bat, it was just being with him and having him there that still sent pleasure through him. Kasper’s eyes closed and his head dropped down onto the counter, heaving in anticipation. He pushed back against Noah, asking for more. Noah moaned, and Kasper bit his lip at the sound, moving back again and inciting a moan of his own as Noah went further into him. One more push, and they were connected ass to hips. Kasper couldn’t help the smile that took hold of his face. He loved Noah inside him more than anything anymore.

With the start of a rhythmic thrusting, Noah leaned over and bit onto Kasper’s skin. Both of them had a hard time controlling their noises, moans coming from the two of them over and over again. They were being needy, and Noah’s movements were fairly swift as he filled Kasper, and Kasper relished each thrust. The weight of Noah against his back brought him an intense level of comfort, the brunette continuing to kiss his neck and back and bite on his skin.

Noah’s hand ran down Kasper’s arm, and his fingers intertwined with the blonde’s. Even now, while they were having a desperate and needy (and desperately needed) quickie(ish), Noah was kind of a softy... Kasper kind of loved it. He tried to be more dominant than usual sometimes, such as he did when he bent Kasper over the counter, but he could never keep it up forever. Kasper was fairly sure he liked the intimacy, but he wouldn’t ever say it for some reason. They really balanced each other out in many ways. Kasper struggled with showing emotional intimacy but he wanted it badly, while Noah struggled showing the physical side more often but when they were alone he could be a big softy; Noah was full of emotions at all times, and Kasper wanted to touch Noah at all times. Kasper was more dominant in personality, but Noah liked to be in control of their physicality; their sexual desires collided perfectly. There’s no way there was any fucking kind of god with this apocalypse shit going on, but it seemed impossible that Kasper and Noah ended up in this shitstorm together without some kind of cosmic fucking assistance. Yet, here they were.

He squeezed Noah’s fingers with his knuckles, his mouth opening in pleasure as Noah lunged into him. His thrusts were getting even faster, and he knew that Noah was getting close. It’d been long enough and they were tired enough that this didn’t need to last for very long. They just needed to get their fill of each other before they could relax. Noah’s other hand left Kasper’s hair and moved to his hip, gripping it tightly as he moved, nearing the end of his ride. Kasper’s free hand clutched the side of the counter, knuckles white as he moved his hips with Noah. He growled -- which sent a brand new flood of Kasper’s blood south -- and bit into Kasper’s skin one more time before he stood up straight, his fingers digging into Kasper’s skin as he pounded into him. Kasper’s moans just got louder as Noah got closer, hitting him in the best spot every time. Noah let go of Kasper’s hand and moved it to Kasper’s groin, squeezing his hand around him and stroking Kasper’s length to the speed of his thrusts.

“Fuck, babe,” he cried out, slamming into him once before cumming into Kasper’s body. Kasper felt every bit of the warmth of his orgasm, a smile spreading across his face as he bit down on his lip. He loved the feeling of pleasing Noah. Noah collapsed on top of Kasper’s back, slowly moving himself in and out of Kasper, riding out his orgasm and still stroking Kasper. He honestly wasn’t far behind Noah, each stroke making Kasper see colors. Kasper could feel Noah’s chest shudder against him, trembling as he enjoyed the waves. This lasted a few minutes as Noah came down a few notches. The blonde reached up and ran his hand through Noah’s locks, turning his head to kiss Noah. Noah immediately returned it, passionate and open mouthed. He parted and dropped his head against Kasper’s shoulder, pressing light kisses against his skin as he tried to catch his breath.

Slowly, Noah pulled out of Kasper and stood straight again. He ran his hands down Kasper’s back and across his bum then back up. Kasper almost immediately missed the feeling of Noah inside him, but he pushed himself up off the counter and turned to him with a small smile on his face. Noah had one to match, but it was lazy and heavenly, post-orgasm bliss keeping him high.

“Ugh,” Kasper grunted.

“What?” Noah’s smile was quickly turning down.

Kasper shook his head and rested his hands on Noah’s chest, looking up at him. “You’re just so stupidly pretty.”

The lazy grin was back on his face in a matter of seconds, and he shook his head. Instead of responding to the compliment with words, he pressed a quick kiss to Kasper’s lips before moving to his chest, slowly making his way down until he was on his knees and kissing underneath Kasper’s belly button. Kasper’s stomach immediately filled with butterflies, and he met Noah’s eyes just as his tongue made its way up from the base of Kasper’s dick to the tip. There in which he brought his hand up and began slowly stroking him, and wrapped his mouth around the tip.

“Oh, god,” he moaned, falling back against the counter, needing the support. Noah chuckled and broke their eye contact, scooting forward with Kasper as he leaned against the bathroom fixture. He worked Kasper expertly, the short moans he let out sending light vibrations across Kasper’s sensitive length. Kasper moaned Noah’s name out and Noah ran his hand up his chest lovingly, scratching Kasper’s skin as he brought it back down.

Kasper was already halfway to orgasm from Noah’s time inside him, although he’d come down a bit since he pulled out. Still, he wasn’t going to have to work too hard to finish him off. His fingers curled into Noah’s soft hair, a little greasy from all the sweating they’d done that day. “Oh,” Kasper whimpered, Noah holding him and playing his tongue along him. He was so close, white starting to color the edges of his closed eyelids, his body throbbing with the need to release. Noah brought his mouth almost all the way down Kasper’s length and as he sucked his way back off, it was Kasper’s undoing. He succumbed to the orgasm Noah gave him, a loud moan making its way up his throat. “God, Noah,” he whined, his fingers clenching and pulling on his hair now, making Noah moan in return. Noah swallowed all of Kasper’s pleasure as he came, continuing to give Kasper head as he finished off his orgasm.

Noah came back up, and Kasper was honestly ready to collapse. The taller boy chuckled as Kasper fell against him, wrapping his arms around him. He worked to steady his breathing, Noah swaying with him a bit. They stayed silent for a few minutes, just enjoying each other. Noah hid his face in Kasper’s hair, and Kasper ran his fingers back and forth across Noah’s lower back. Kasper tried not to get sleepy yet, because as he was being reminded by the pounding sound fading in, they still had something to take care of.

“Well, that was fun,” Noah said with a laugh, “but uh…”

“I know,” Kasper sighed. He stepped away from Noah and rifled around in the drawers for a pair of scissors or something. He ended up finding a comb with a long metal pick on the end. Perfect. He opened the door to the bathroom and walked out to the other door, Noah following. “Count of three, you open, I’ll pike.” Noah nodded. “Okay. One,” Noah put his hand on the door knob, “two,” he unlocked it, “three.” Noah pulled the door open and Kasper quickly stabbed the comb through the zombie’s skull before it even had the chance to advance, the decrepit thing falling to the floor outside the door immediately. Kasper peered out, seeing no one else.

“And that’s that,” Noah stated, and Kasper looked at him with his eyebrows knitted.

All of the sudden, he burst out laughing. He was already weak from exhaustion and having just orgasmed, the laughing was really doing a number on him. He doubled over and held his stomach. His laughs were contagious, Noah laughing, but still looking at him like he was a little nuts.

“What?! You fuckin’ weirdo.”

“We just fucked with a zombie on the other side of the door, and then we killed him butt naked.” He nearly teared up, looking at the middle aged zombie who had probably seriously seen better days.

“Yeah, that was your suggestion,” Noah played, “and I truly hope he enjoyed the sound of two male strangers fucking in his bathroom.”

Noah’s comments only made him laugh harder, and he rolled his eyes, closing the door and locking it again before picking Kasper up and pushing his ass onto the bed. Kasper calmed down a bit as he stretched out on his back, smiling and making eyes at Noah as he crawled onto the bed after him. Noah hummed as he dropped himself down on his stomach, half of his body over Kasper’s.

“You haven’t changed at all since we met,” Noah mumbled into Kasper’s neck. He tangled his left leg with Kasper’s right and wrapped an arm around his torso, pulling him closer. “Well, not really.”

“Sorry,” Kasper said quietly, reaching a hand over to run his ringer down the bridge of Noah’s nose.

“Don’t be,” he assured, his voice muffled against Kasper’s skin. “You’re a weirdo, but you’re cute.”

“Oh, thanks,” Kasper chuckled quietly, gently playing with his brunette waves.

Noah tried to say something else, but it was lost on Kasper and he grinned softly. He cared about this boy so much. If he hadn’t met him, he didn’t know if he’d still be alive today, but he didn’t think he’d really care. He would have been left with no one on this earth and nothing for him but death all around him and no future to look forward to.

Noah gave him something; he was something. He was also… everything.

That was a whole other level, though, a level that gave rise to his anxiety and caused his heart rate to pick up. Noah made a shushing noise, and he assumed he might be able to hear Kasper’s beating heart.

“Shh,” he shushed more clearly this time, lifting his head up to press a chaste kiss to Kasper’s lips.

“Okay.” He made a face at Noah and closed his eyes, pushing his thoughts away and instead focused on the feeling of Noah’s presence.

The two snuggled closer together, just savoring the feeling of their closeness and temporary safety, falling asleep in a matter of minutes.

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