Through the Screen novel Chapter 34

"what is she wearing," abel commented quietly under his breath as he leaned more into noah's side, the older boy only continuing to twist his fingers in the brown mess and rolling his eyes at abel 's inconsiderate statement.

"this is literally the 1940's, you don't have to be so harsh," noah pulled him closer, grabbing the ends of the soft blanket and edging it closer towards his torso.

"i know but i'm so bored," abel whined, shifting uncomfortably and hooking a leg around noah's. "i don't want to watch romantic movies with you, that's not us," abel complained and noah raised his eyebrows at him in question.

"what do you suggest we do then?" noah nudged him gently, and abel seemed to think for a moment before giving a suggestive look to noah.

"i'm not having sex with you, we did that last night," noah teased and abel just groaned in response, trailing his fingers down noah's chest and letting his hand slip under noah's shirt, the pale skin warm beneath his palm.

"come on," abel pushed, pressing his lips against noah's neck and attempting to get closer to him, his hands gripping the curve of noah's waist gently.

"i'm old now," noah reasoned, just to annoy abel, and it seemed to be working because abel was ripping the covers off of their bodies and straddling noah in one swift motion.

"but i am not," abel stated pathetically, fingertips pushing noah's hair off his forehead and trailing his fingers under his jaw.

noah didn't respond to that, simply watching as abel leaned forward and pressed his hands against his chest, peppering wet kisses along his jaw.

"and besides," abel continued, nipping at skin as his palms moved up to grip noah's shoulders. "if you're feeling too lazy, i can take control for a change," abel 's voice was low and sultry and noah tilted his head back to rest it against the cushioned sofa, allowing a wider expanse of his neck for abel to press kisses into.

"would love to see you try," noah snorted, not letting abel know just how much he was intrigued by the idea and abel only sucked the skin between his neck and jaw softly in response.

"oh man, why do i even try?" abel picked his head off noah's shoulder, running a hand through his hair and noah just kissed his cheek softly, admiring the way his face was flushed red and the way his dimples stood out in his smile.

"wanna go for lunch?" noah asked, trying to come up with something other than failed make out sessions and boring movies and abel just nodded shrugging his shoulders.

"yeah that'd be better," he climbed off of noah, pulling his shirt down his torso and adjusting the sweatpants on his hips.

"it's a date!" noah called once abel walked towards their bedroom and from here he could hear the faint laughter.

"yeah sure, i'll dress nice!"