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Noah and Sarah head back to their loft after the night at the bar where they see friends (and not so friends), and Sarah heals him from the fight he'd gotten into earlier in the night, and they dance and talk about a future they can both see, and have incredible sex in the bathroom. It's already been a fantastic night in Noah's opinion, but there's always something special about coming home.

It's what the loft is to him now.

It's home.

He can't remember the last time he felt like he had a home. Maybe when he was really little.

He unlocks the door, holding the door open for him as he reaches for her hand to lead her inside, with that smirky, self satisfied look on his face. There's the feeling of the pick against his chest, and it still fills him with indescribable warmth.

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Noah lifts up his eyebrows at her when she shifts and stretches out in place on the couch. He bites down on his lip, staring down at her. Damn her for being so damn sexy too while she shifts and stretches out on those cushions like that, and he breathes in sharply as her arms stretch out above her head like that.

"That's how slow I'd be travelling. I'd be travelling so slow, I'd go back in time."

He's standing right in front of the couch now, lifting up the fork to stick it into the cake and lift up the piece before he leans down closer to her with the fork and cake in his hands.

"...hi."

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"Hi."

The word is murmured softly, and not without affection. Her grin stretches wider and wider the more he leans down toward her, and just when he's close enough to reach, she does. Her hands lift to cradle his face in between her palms, and she tugs him toward her until their lips are meeting.

She doesn't forget there is cake - she could never forget there is cake - which is why she does eventually straighten in place, making more room for him. "If you could go back in time, to any point in time, where would it be?"

Snatching the fork now to grab some of that cake, tyvm.

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Noah smiles at her soft, affectionate murmur, and he stares at the grin on her face as it stretches wider. It's a beautiful sight. She is a very beautiful sight, and he leans in as she tugs him in, kissing her deeply as their mouths meet. His hand slides up against the side of her body, breathing her in, kissing her harder.

His mouth parts, and he smiles softly, sliding down on to the couch with her, pulling her up on top of him simultaneously. He leans his head back with a smirk at the question. "If I go back in time, I'm allowed to come right back here to this moment, right? Cause fuck the past otherwise..."

This is his favorite part of all times, okay?

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Sarah fakes a sound of protest as he hauls her up on top of him.

It doesn't last, seeing as she finds herself very comfortably on his lap. She leans against his chest, fluffing him up like a pillow, before she looks over sideways at him with that tiny grin still in place. "Yes. I promise you would be allowed to come back right here to this moment," she says, her voice utterly solemn and trusting.

She takes a piece of the cake, before she breaks off another with the fork, lifting it up in offer to him.

While arching a brow. Expectantly. 'Cause she's waiting on her answer here.

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Noah smirks at the sound of her fake protest, leaning into kiss the side of her neck in response. His mouth slides over the smooth skin there. His tongue darts out against her in answer, and his arm winds further around his waist as he holds her to his chest.

He smiles at the sight of that tiny grin on her face, and then he nods, tilting his head slightly to the side with the fond smirk on his face. Noah stares at the cake because it looks delicious. "I think I'd like to see the dinosaurs actually," he says, and then there's a pause as he purses his lips. "When I was a kid, I used to love those things."

He could name them all. It is not cool or rebellious or jackass-y at all but he was not any of those things when he was a tiny, sickly child, okay?

Then he'll lean over, take a bite, glance at her as his mouth slides over the fork cause he is a hobag now. He picks up the fork from her to take a piece of the cake on to it, holding it out to her now in turn. "How about you?"

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Noah.

Way to be entirely cute with your answer. The visual of a tiny!Noah playing with dinosaur toys melts her heart. Sarah would convey this reaction if it weren't for his mouth on her neck. She laughs hoarsely, tipping her head back until it rests against his shoulder; it slants further to the side to give his mouth more access. He is such a little shit, but he's her little shit, so. You know.

Sarah's gaze drifts slowly downward, watching him take that bite. Seriously, what a little shit.

Settling on his chest once more, she considers the question before she leans forward to get her own bite off of the cake. Except it's totally not as sexy as he just made it look. She's hungry for that cake, okay; the fork is her shovel. "Ancient Egypt." Because she's kind of totally a nerd. "When I was younger I really wanted to be an archaeologist slash adventurer." Like Lara Croft ok.

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This is nothing he would ever answer for anyone else. It's the truth, but no one else gets to know the tiny, adorable memories of little him. To everyone else, there's just the jackass-ery, but for her? For her, it will always be different, and Noah smiles sideways at her as she laughs hoarsely like that. It's a beautiful sound. His arm slides further around her shoulders as he pulls her in against him, kissing along the side of her neck further and letting his fingertips walk up her arm as he smirks against her skin.

He is her little shit like she's his little beastie, and it's beautiful. It's them.

Noah smirks, all kinds of pleased with himself, when he sees how her gaze has drifted to his mouth, and his gaze darts up to catch her own with that hobag smirk on his face. He leans over to kiss her (look, there are many ways she can taste cake from her own bites and from his mouth tbqh). He lingers against her mouth, pulling back slow to smile at her. Hee. :')

His arm winds further around her, pulling her up against his chest as she takes a bite of her own cake. He is watching her mouth, and he smirks lightly as she eats it (it's sexy to him, okay?) even as she's hungry for the cake. "...really? That's adorable. You'd be better than Indiana Jones and Lara Croft combined. Sexier too."

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Adorable is not the word she has in mind right now.

Sarah almost doesn't hear his answer, her eyes still drawn toward his mouth despite the fact he's pulled back. She closes her own mouth, aware she looks like a fish, and clears her throat. "Because you're not biased at all," she says finally. A tiny smirk tugs on her lips as she shifts against him. He isn't the only one that is different when they're alone.

She talks about things with him she couldn't dream saying to anyone else.

More cake, though. As she's chewing, she offers Noah another piece. "I think I would've loved it, though. Especially astroarchaeology? Anything to do with anthropology, I likely would've studied. You could take on the dinos, I'd take on the stars."

Sounds about right, no?

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"I'm not. I see the truth," Noah says, but the smirk on his face widens because he knows her eyes were drawn to his mouth just now. He likes it when she stares at his mouth. It brings up that awareness inside of him from a deep, deep spot inside of him like some kind of fire which is part of him, which only comes out when she is near him.

His gaze drifts to her mouth too as he takes another bite of the cake when she offers it out to him, and he licks his lips because it's delicious.

"I can picture you loving it intensely like I would've loved taking on the dinos, and you, little moon, would have answered the mysteries behind the stars," he says as his fingertips drift lovingly through her hair, and then he moves as his gaze is still affixed to her mouth. His hand drags down the back of her body as he pulls her to him, and he leans in, capturing her mouth with his own and deepening the kiss against her mouth.

Noah sets the cake aside, because it's not the cake he's hungry for anymore. It's her, and this is exactly where he belongs here with her as he presses her back against the couch. His hand drags up her side and over her breast, claiming her.

Always, always claiming her.

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There was so much sex, tho.