The moment it happened, Noah lost his strength to resist Jake and froze.
Jake tried to suck his lips, but Noah didn't move at all. Jake frowned and mumbled against Noah's lips in a hoarse voice, "Do it like last time. Kiss me."
Noah was in a little shock that he couldn't understand what exactly Jake said, but the situation they were in was kind of steamy that Noah couldn't stop himself as he kissed Jake back.
The light and a content smile painted on half sleepy Jake's lips as Noah kissed him. As Jake was sleepy, Noah was the one to take the lead. In his mind, Noah knew he was doing wrong but didn't want to stop himself.
If the two were sane, this would have never happened, but the alcohol brought out the truth inside of them.
Noah sucked and nibbled Jake's lips for a while, where Jake liked it and tried to pull Noah all over him. Noah didn't mind sharing that space on the sofa with Jake as he climbed entirely over the sofa.
Noah's leg that stretched towards the floor lay on the sofa, making a space along with Jake's legs as he lay on top of Jake.
The warm and moist pair of lips sucked each other as the alcohol reeked hot breathes tangled and rubbed against their faces.
Feeling short for the air, Noah stopped, realizing it was enough and he should not lose his mind like this. Just as he parted away, panting heavily and looked at Jake, Jake opened his eyes.
Jake looked like he was in a sweet dream and wanted to continue it.
"Don't stop," said Jake as he caressed Noah's cheek with one hand while the other one still held Noah tightly, not to let him go away as if his life depended on it.
Noah wanted to go away, but the desire inside him took over. Also, he felt trapped with the way Jake looked at him and his commanding words, which permitted him to do more.
The alcohol made Noah lose his mind to think straight, and he felt like it was just a dream and it's fine.
Noah kissed Jake back, and Jake used his tongue, which startled Noah. Before Noah could move back, there was pressure on the back of his head that made him unable to move.
Jake's hand moved to the back of Noah's head, which held Noah steady as Jake's tongue rolled along with his. Noah lost to this move by Jake and kissed back the way Jake wished.
The two drunk young men continued kissing as they thought it was a dream.
In a while, they stopped. Jake smiled a little like a happy kid. His eyes were still close as he hugged Noah and mumbled in a drunk voice, "Don't go."
Noah was also sleepy to think about anything. He had no will and energy left to get up. The next moment, both fell asleep while hugging each other on that limited space of a sofa.
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The next morning Noah was the first to wake up as he felt someone strangled his entire body like a sleeping pillow. Thinking he was mistaken, Noah opened his eyes only to see Jake's face in front of him, and just an inch closer as his head rested on Jake's arm.
Jake's one hand wrapped around Noah's waist while his leg rested on Noah's thigh.
In shock, Noah's eyes were left wide open, and he tried to move back, but the next moment he fell on the floor.
"What? Why am I here?" Noah mumbled as he pressed his hurting head, almost trying to pull out his hair.
Realizing something, Noah exclaimed as he got one more shock, "Was it not a dream?"
The memories from the previous night flashed in his mind in just a split second, and he kept chanting, "No way. It can't be. Did we kiss?"
Just then, Jake moved, and Noah fast crawled to one side of the sofa to hide so that Jake won't see him.
Noah was so shocked that he didn't know what to do in this condition. If Jake sees him and just like him, when Jake will remember that thing, Noah didn't know how to face him.
Noah slowly went towards his room, making sure not to make a sound, and immediately entered as he closed the door.
Noah still didn't want to believe it was not a dream and tried to convince himself, but there was no use. Noah thought to get ready faster and leave home before Jake would wake up. If he did then, Noah thought to make an excuse of work and leave home early.
Even though his head hurt badly due to the hangover, the fear of facing his friend was worse than that pain. He somehow endured it, determined to leave as soon as possible.
Noah got freshened up and ready in his office suite as fast as he could. Just as he stepped out of the room, he saw Jake sitting on the sofa, holding his head and whining because of the headache.
Noah came to the living room as he informed, "I have work. I'm leaving early," and stepped towards the shoe rack.
As if Jake didn't hear it, he called Noah, "Noah, wait."
Noah froze at his place but didn't turn to look at Noah, "What?"
"Give me something for this headache. It's killing me," Jake replied, his voice painful that showed he was in real pain.
Noah turned to look at Jake, who sat on the sofa while holding his head, leaning in front.
"Wait for a minute," Noah went to the kitchen and made a drink for Jake. He, too, had a headache, so he made one for himself too.
Noah went to Jake, "Have this."
The tired-looking guy finally looked at Noah. His eyes were still red, and he could not open them completely. His hair was in the worst condition possible that made him look a mess.
"Exactly how much did you drink," Noah commented and passed him a glass.
Jake accepted it and drank slowly while Noah, too, had a drink, standing near to sofa and opposite Jake.
Drinking a little, Jake spoke, "I had a weird dream."
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