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Noah still had the image of all those “indecent" gym goers seared into his brain forever, but he had already come to terms that it was something he'd just have to live with from now on. Thankfully, he didn't have to think about it for much longer as Quinn led him by the hand and Noah was able to just focus on his touch, more than willing to allow Quinn to take him just about anywhere.

“Have you ever been to the Paradise Plaza?" Quinn asked.

“Oh, yeah, I go there a lot." Noah replied, it was the mall he'd usually go to for the arcade and the game shop where he'd go to play Magic The Gathering, and where he'd participate in his weekly D&D campaign. In his head, he wondered if Quinn would be into anything like that. They shared a lot of similar tastes in media (Though they disagreed on which JoJo part was the best. Quinn insisted it was part 5 while Noah held the correct opinion that it was part 4), considering perhaps he could try and show Quinn some of his hobbies. Though, another part of him feared Quinn thinking of him as a childish dork for playing card games and roleplaying games as a 20 year old adult. He had no basis for this fear, but that didn't do anything to mitigate it.

“Great! That's where we're going, I'm gonna be running some errands, ok? Then we can go to whatever place you want." Quinn promised and Noah nodded as Quinn held onto his hand, pulling Noah along behind him. The only thing Noah disliked was the crowds as the mall was always highly populated at any given time, but he'd always been able to retreat to the comfort of the nice, quiet, and fairly barren of people, book shop. It was run by a very elderly mouse lady whom considered Noah to be, essentially, her grandson in every way except biological. Noah didn't know a whole lot about her but he guessed that she had always wanted children and a family but never got to have any of it, so he felt bad for the sweet old woman and played along, always making sure to visit her at least twice a week if he could.

Eventually, upon arriving at Plaza, Quinn let go of Noah's hand but once they were exploring the mall, and walking through the crowds, Noah found his hand anxiously drifting back towards Quinn's. Appearing to take notice of this, Noah felt Quinn's comforting grasp squeeze his hand, causing his heart rate to lower and his breathing to steady as he squeezed back.

“First we're gonna do some clothes shopping. Ok?" Quinn informed Noah in a gentle, comforting whisper, cutting through the overwhelming chattering of people. Noah nodded and Quinn brought him to a shop that Noah never usually entered. The first thing he noticed was pink decorum everywhere. “I'm gonna let go of your hand now… are you gonna be ok?" Quinn asked and Noah nodded once again before Quinn went off to chat with the fox lady stocking the coat racks, leaving Noah to explore and browse the store.

All the apparel on display was delicate and feminine, clearly being a women's clothing store, making Noah feel horribly out of place. At least Quinn presented very femininely, to the point where a lot of people might even think he was a girl upon first seeing him, but Noah, on the other hand, while somewhat feminine in his build, it wasn't nearly as much as Noah, and he didn't dress like a girl, making him stick out with with his black hoodie in a very pink store. Perhaps some people might just assume he was there shopping for a girlfriend, but he still dreaded the idea of drawing looks. Trying to take his mind off of it, Noah continued browsing the various blouses, dresses, sweaters, and skirts. Eventually, Quinn finally came to his rescue, grabbing him by his arm and pulling him along with him to another part of the store, holding a great number of hangers with various outfits draping down from then.

“Hey, Ella just gave me the stores newest batch! They just got shipped in today! You have to see me try them on, I need some second opinions! Pleeeaaase?" Quinn excitedly requested, with Noah having barely any time to reply before Quinn had taken him to the changing rooms before letting go of him. “Thank you so much, darling! You'll love this first outfit! Wait right here!" Quinn told Noah before disappearing into one of the changing booths, leaving Noah to sit down and wait. He hadn't gotten a word in to formally agree, but he was certainly down to see Quinn in some cute clothes. Though, he was no fashion expert, so he wasn't sure how useful his feedback could be. Eventually, Quinn came out wearing a very gothic outfit, adorned with spikes and chains. He had a spiked choker straining around his neck, torn fishnet sleeves and stockings in the same style, and a black dress with a ripped up skirt and body chains, completed with spiked platform boots with far more straps than necessary. Noah hesitated for a moment before managing to stammer out a comment.

“Y-you, uhh…. You look good! Uhm… I really like the, uh, alternative fashion…" He blurted out. A part of him wanted those chains to tie him up or leash him but Noah quickly pushed those thoughts out.

“Aw, thank you! Usually Ella, the worker I was talking to, is my audience that I model these outfits for, but she was pretty busy. So, I hope you don't mind filling in." Quinn explained.

“N-not at all!" Noah reassured, eager to see Quinn in more outfits like this. Then, Quinn walked up to Noah, towering over him due to both the platform boots and the fact that Noah was sitting down, and the sight of Quinn above him, looking down at him like that gave Noah one of the most intense hard ons he had ever had as he quickly rushed to cover it up. Then, Quinn bent down to Noah's eye level and gave him a kiss and after the kiss, Noah spotted a smug, devilish smirk and realized that Quinn was fully aware of exactly what he was doing to Noah and was relishing it. Then, Quinn stood and turned and walked back to the changing room, giving Noah a view of his butt, very clearly outlined through the skirt, not much left to the imagination.

Time went on with Quinn walking out and posing in various outfits, some formal and some casual, and he would ask Noah's opinion of them and he would usually say some variation of the same thing (which was that Quinn looked pretty) and Quinn would ask Noah to take photos of him in each of the outfits. Quinn posed I'm ball gowns, maid outfits, cowgirl outfits, and very skimpy cat costumes (even though he was a cat??), and then there was a dinosaur onesie that he tried on as a joke. Eventually, while in the changing booth, Quinn called to Noah.

“Noah, could you help me with something?" Quinn requested and Noah reluctantly stood up and got closer to the booth.

“Uh, yeah?" And with that the door opened and Noah was yanked inside before having the door closed behind him against and was greeted by Quinn, completely naked and holding 2 hangers in his hands with 2 lingeries and he was presenting them to Noah. Noah didn't have as much of a visible reaction as would normally be expected as he was beginning to become used to Quinn just getting naked on a whim. Still, then never prevented the tightness in his jeans he would feel whenever he would gaze at Quinn's body. It made him weak.

“I need you to help me pick between this," Quinn held up a pink lingerie covered in roses, “Or this?" He then held up am almost entirely fishnet lingerie that would only just barely cover the chest and crotch. Noah started to think this was just Quinn continuing his little game of teasing and tempting Noah throughout their date. Noah couldn't exactly respond and Quinn smirked. “Hmm…. Why don't I put both of these in for you? Sit right here." Quinn sat Noah down on a bench on one side of the booth and began to slip on the rose lingerie, slowly and sensually. “You think clients would pay more to see me in this?" Quinn asked.

“It's, uhhm… it's stunning!" Noah replied.

“Should I wear this for clients…. Or do you want me to only wear this just for you? Because you're my special kitty?~" Quinn asked and Noah didn't know what to say.

“W-well, um… I mean, I don't want to tell you what to wear or anything– I just… uh…" Noah stammered. Quinn seemed a little taken off guard by the response but smiled again, but this smile was more genuine than sultry.

“Well, that's sweet, honey." Quinn said. Then, suddenly, he sat down right on Noahs lap. “Hold on, I want to take a picture in this one." He said as he started tapping away on his phone and began shifting around, his cushioned rear pressing and rubbing right up against Noah's crotch, grinding against it as Noah was overcame with pleasure, his shock at Quinn sitting down quickly being replaced by him melting where he sat.

“Oh God… F-fuck…" Noah breathed, gritting his teeth as his crotch tingled so sweetly from the feel of Quinn's big fluffy ass dry humping it through pink panties. Noah found his hands wandering to grip Quinn's but, however Quinn turned his head and waved his finger with a smirk.

“Nu-uh, you naughty boy…" Quinn said as Noah remembered Quinn telling him he could look but couldn't touch back in the gym.

“P-please…. Can I?" Noah pleaded, but Quinn simply shook his head.

“No. I don't consent to you touching me there right now. Sorry~" Quinn stated, and that cemented his word as final and Noah knew he couldn't argue with that. So, he resigned to sitting there while Quinn ass bounced over his lap as Quinn took a cute selfie of himself in the rose lingerie. Eventually, Noah felt climax approaching as he bit his lip and gripped his seat, but at the last moment, Quinn stood up, leaving Noah right there at the edge but denying him the ability to finish.

“Y-you're sadistic…." Noah pouted.

“Guilty as charged.~" Quinn replied with a smirk. “You're just gonna have to keep waiting. Maybe I'll try and see how long I can keep this going. Test how far I can take it.~" He thought out loud. This was the 2nd time he had done this to Noah, first time being back at the cafe.

“This is the real reason you lured me in here, wasn't it?" Noah grumbled.

“Yeah." Quinn flatout admitted. “Anyways, since you seemed to really like the rose one so much, I guess I'll take that one." He said as he slipped out of the lingerie, leaving himself bare in front of Noah once again. The 3rd time in this date so far that Noah had seen Quinn naked, and Noah was beginning to feel like Quinn actually spent more time nude than clothed.

Eventually, Noah sat outside the changing room once again and Quinn finally came out, dressed in the clothes he had started in and holding bags in his hands with the clothes he had chosen from the batch.

“Hey, there's something I didn't tell you before." Quinn said, getting Noah's attention. “I told you I was having you fill in for Ella since she was busy, right? Well, I kinda lied…. She was available, but I wanted to pick my outfits specifically for you… I wanted to know what you wanted me to wear, because I want to look nice for you…." Quinn confessed, looking down, seemingly embarrassed. This was the literal first time Noah had seen Quinn genuinely embarrassed about anything, his normally seductive and confident demeanor fading away for a moment. He hadn't shown any shame getting naked, taking photos for onlyfans, or openly talking about his life as a sex worker, but this, of all things, was what made him blush. “But, you just said the same thing for all of them. I know this might sound stupid or insecure, but that's a little bit disheartening for me. Did you not actually care? Or were you scared of hurting my feelings?" Quinn expressed. Noah was silent for a moment, but stood up and walked up to Quinn.

“Quinn… you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. There's nothing that could ever make you more or less so. You could walk out of that booth dressed up as a clown and I'd still think you were just as pretty. Hell, you could wear nothing at all and I'd still think so." Noah assured Quinn, sincerely. Though, the last part wasn't entirely true; Noah actually found Quinn to look his best when he was wearing nothing at all. Quinn was surprised and looked, for just a moment, like he might cry when Noah told him that but covered it up best he could. At the last part of Noah's line, Quinn giggled.

“Oh, really?~" Quinn asked as he began to lift his sweater before Noah panicked and stopped him, remembering that this was Quinn he was talking to and he would absolutely strip in public without question if he felt prompted at all.

“Uhh– Well, not right now, ok??" Noah said and Quinn smirked.

“If you say so…~" Quinn replied, but then his smile went away and he took Noah's hands, squeezing them tight. “.... Thank you." He said before giving Noah a passionate kiss and Noah found himself kissing back without hesitation. Though, only because he knew that nobody else was watching. They locked lips and intertwined tongues for what might have been half a minute before breaking away.

“Just one more shop I wanna visit, then you can take the lead for a bit." Quinn said and Noah nodded.

Next, they entered a more secluded shop that was tucked away in a far corner of the mall. Noah had never really ventured to this section before, so he had never seen this shop, making what he saw inside all the more shocking.

Upon entry, Noah's eyes were assaulted with phalluses, ball gags, leashes, buttplugs, floggers, handcuffs, fleshlights and various other very “unchristian" items. They were in a sex and BDSM shop. Quinn strolled in ahead of Noah who was completely red in this face as he very slowly and hesitantly stepped inside. There was a cat boy who looked slightly younger than Quinn and Noah (perhaps 18 or 19?) with his fur dyed black, and he wore black boots, ripped skinny jeans and a black undersleeve shirt with black and white striped sleeves and a graphic of a bleeding patchwork heart in the center. The boy also had some piercings on his ear, tail, and lip and was stocking the shelves, appearing to be the only other person within the shop.

“Hi, Eliot!~" Quinn greeted, coming up from behind the emo cat and grabbing a handful of his small, skinny, cute butt, making the boy jolt and blush, but he didn't stop Quinn or protest. He simply seemed to shrink where he stood and stammer.

“Oh… H-hi, Quinn… It's… nice to see you…" Eliot stammered as he gave a shaky smile.

“You're wearing that cute makeup I got you. That's a good boy…~" Quinn said, squeezing Eliots butt tighter and Noah could spot a small bulge grow in the boys jeans. Before, as he stocked the shelves, he had looked so apathetic and unapproachable, but as soon as Quinn touched him and began talking into his ear, he had melted on the spot.

“Uhh… W-what do you need, Quinn…?" Eliot asked.

“Just a new batch of condoms and lube for work. Would you be a good boy and get me some?" Quinn requested.

“Y-yeah, I'll check in the back…. Wait right here…" Eliot said and Quinn let go of him. Eliot awkwardly shuffled away and disappeared through a door, presumably to the storage area and while waiting, Quinn began to leisurely browse the shop. Noah discerned that Quinn and that boy certainly must have had an…. Intimate history. Thinking back to the gym and how friendly Quinn was with everyone else, Noah couldn't help but wonder how many of them Quinn might have slept with at some point. For a moment, he considered asking, but refrained, deciding it wouldn't be good to ask Quinn about his body count, not only because it would be rude despite him likely having no problem talking about it, but also due to Quinn's line of work likely making the number too high to keep count of. While Noah pondered, Quinn got his attention.

“Hey, you said before that you were curious about bottoming, right? You want me to get you something to practice?~" Quinn teased, showing Noah a box containing what had to be the largest, girthiest Bad Dragon dildo on the shelf, and Noah's heart rate skyrocketed as he frantically shook his head and nervously declined, causing Quinn to laugh at the look on his face. He then put it back and then grabbed another item off of the shelf and showed Noah some bondage gear: A blindfold, ball gag, cuffs, and hemp rope. “What about this? Maybe I could use this on you? Wouldn't you like to just let go of the burden freedom for a little bit and just relinquish control to somebody that you trust to make you feel good?~" Quinn teasingly proposed, causing a burning in Noah's cheeks as he couldn't figure out why in the world a part of him actually liked the sound of that. He stammered a bit and Quinn just chuckled. “Well, anyways, while you think about that…. Let's see if there's something new for my collection. I'm getting a little bored of my old toys….." Quinn said. Eventually, Eliot came back out of the closet, still blushing. However, the bulge straining against the fabric of his jeans had seemed to go down and Noah noticed that Eliot was panting like he had just got done doing some physical activity and that coupled with his embarrassed blushing and slightly more ruffled fur than before led Noah to figure out exactly what Eliot had gotten up to in that room which explained why he had taken so long. Noah began to blush himself and shift, uncomfortably as Eliot sheepishly handed Quinn a box of condoms and a bottle of lubricant which he had probably just got done using on himself.

“Thank you so much, sweetie~. You're so good to me…." Quinn said, planting a small kiss on Eliots cheek, seeming to make him weak. “Meet me at the hotel tomorrow night and I'll give you a 'big reward'...~" Noah overheard Quinn whisper into Eliots ear before giving his butt a pinch. “You sure you don't want anything, Noah?" Quinn asked and only just then did Eliot appear to realize Noah was there and seemed just about ready to die on the spot as he looked at the ground, humiliated and ashamed as he did everything possible to avoid eye contact with Noah.

“Uhh… no thank you…" Noah replied.

“Alright." Quinn said. He gave Eliot one last seductive wink before they left. “Did you see the look on his face?" Quinn laughed once they were out of Eliots earshot.

“Hehe, yeah… but what was that about, anyways?" Noah inquired. He didn't have a problem with Quinn flirting with or having sex with other people, since due to his “career" it was a silent, mutual agreement that they would need to have an open relationship.

“Oh, yeah, that was Eliot. He's the sole worker of the sex shop and the owner is never around, so he gives me free stuff and I give him “favors" in exchange." Quinn explained and Noah nodded. “Hey, while we're on the topic… If we do end up in a serious relationship, I'm not quitting my job as an escort and I'm not going to tie myself down to you, sexually. I need you to understand that I not only have a profession to upkeep but I'm also a free spirit, you're never going to 'own' me. I'm sorry if that sounds harsh, I just really need you to understand what you're getting into. If you're a jealous or possessive person, this relationship just won't be for you, I'm afraid. I really like you and I don't know if I want to drop the `L' bomb just yet, but…. I feel a connection with you I never have with anybody that I've fucked. When I sleep with anybody else, it's either business or lust and nothing else. But with you, I think it's something more. I promise I'll stay emotionally loyal, but not sexually, I'm afraid. Sex is always going to be a major part of my life as long as I'm alive." Quinn explained, his tone becoming serious.

“Yeah, I had given that some thought and…. I'm ok with it as long as you're safe and happy. I just have a few boundaries: I don't want to be pressured into involving myself with your casual sex life, I might ask to be a part of it if or when I'm comfortable. Just don't try to force me into threesomes or orgies. If I ever feel comfortable with or ready for that, I'll tell you. I'm not possessive, I know you're your own free person, your life doesn't have to entirely revolve around me. I'm ok with you having multiple sexual partners, but I want to be your only romantic partner. I want your actual love and feelings to be reserved for me because that's what I value from you. I don't need your body, as amazing as it is and as much as I adore it, all I really need is just your love. I want to be your one and only love." Noah answered. After a moment Quinn smiled and nodded, grabbing Noah's hand.

“None of the people I've hooked up with I've ever loved. At most, I was just friends with benefits with them. You're the only one that I would desire, romantically." Quinn promised and Noah smiled. That was all he needed to hear. “Well, with that out of the way… Is there anywhere you want to go while we're at the Plaza?" Quinn asked.

“Just a couple." Noah replied.

First, Noah took Quinn to “Betty's books", the quiet, peaceful book shop that Noah would often frequent. It was a small, very old fashioned place with vintage knick knacks decorating the dark birch wood walls and old rough purple carpet.

“Hm… I'm not much of a reader, personally." Quinn commented. Noah turned to him and whispered.

“Ok, so, the owner of this shop is this little old lady. She's pretty religious too. I need you to be a little less…. Uhh…. You. For just a little bit. Don't, like, give her a heart attack or anything. I'm not even sure if she should see you…. A boy in a skirt might be more than she could handle and if you act or talk anything like you normally do, I think she might splash holy water at you or something." Noah explained. Quinn chuckled and smirked at this. “No! I can see what you're thinking! I'm serious, don't!" Noah whispered, fiercely.

“Yeah, yeah, alright." Quinn giggled. Noah didn't like the way he said it, but begrudgingly dropped it. Once inside, Noah went up to the counter where the elderly mouse was reading and Quinn just wandered around the shop.

“Hi, Betty! How's the prettiest lady in town doing?" Noah greeted as the old mouse lady looked up at him. She wore a bright pink dress, a blue head wrap, round spectacles and a crucifix necklace.

“Aww, stop it!" Betty giggled. “It's so nice to see you, Noey!" She greeted. Noah looked back at Quinn.

“'Noey'???" Quinn silently mouthed, looking like he was about to laugh out loud. Noah blushed and pouted slightly before turning back to Betty.

“Oh! I have a treat for you, sweetheart! Here…" Betty handed Noah a lollipop as if he were 5. Noah didn't really mind too much, though. He just gave her a smile.

“Thank you." He said.

“Don't spoil your dinner, now, young man."

“I won't, heh."

“Oh, I have that new book you've been asking about finally! I kept a copy aside just for you, darling!" Betty said, reaching up to try and pinch Noah's cheek, but being too short to do so. Signing, Noah reluctantly lowered himself to allow her to grasp his cheek and give it a tug before she reached under the desk and pulled out a fresh looking book. It had a graphic of a lady in a futuristic space suit, holding a gun.

“It's that one about astronauts, I think." Betty said. That was an extremely broad description as it was actually a Sci Fi epic about the last earthling alive going into hiding from a fascist galactic empire whilst also being caught in a love triangle, but Noah simply nodded.

“Yeah, that's the one. Thanks!" He said as he pulled out his wallet and paid for the book before taking it.

“Oh, dear, this is too much!" Betty said, trying to hand the money back. Noah didn't have a lot of money at all, finances were fairly scarce for him between college expenses, but he still always made sure to throw Betty a little bit of extra cash whenever he could to help support her and keep her shop up, knowing she didn't quite get a lot of business outside of him.

“Don't worry. Please, just keep it." Noah replied.

“No, no, you need this! You're young, you can't be wasting your money on a little old fool." Betty insisted.

“I'll be alright, I promise. Just do me a favor and keep the money." Noah remained. Betty looked like she wanted to protest but let it go, simply smiling and nodding as she put the money in the register.

“If you're sure…. By the way, is that your little girlfriend? I saw you two holding hands as you came in with her!" Betty asked, pointing out Quinn who was checking out comic books.

“Uhhh…." Noah had no idea what to say. Betty thought Quinn was a girl. “Well– Uhm…"

“That's so nice! Little boys grow up so fast! Can I meet her?" Betty requested.

“Shit…." Noah muttered under his breath. “Uh– O-of course!" Noah went over to Quinn and tapped him on the shoulder. “Betty wants to meet you. When you're talking to her, you're a girl. Got it?" Noah whispered to Quinn who looked amused but played along.

“Of course." He said, smugly. Noah had a horrible feeling about this. Quinn went over to greet Betty, putting on his best girl voice. He already had a naturally very feminine inflection, so it wasn't hard for him to just raise his pitch enough to believably pass for a girl. “Hi there! I'm Quinn! How are you today, Miss?" Quinn greeted and Betty seemed none the wiser. She grasps Quinn's hand.

“Hello, dear! I'm Betty! I have to say, you're so pretty, that sweater really suits you… but don't you think you're showing a little too much fur? Aren't you a little embarrassed to go out like that?" She commented with a concern tone. Quinn raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean by that?" He inquired.

“Well, it's a little… immodest is all. It's not very holy of you to dress like that, young lady. That's all I'm saying." Betty clarified and Quinn rolled his eyes.

“Right…. Sure." Quinn says.

“I certainly hope you're treating Noah well, young lady. He's such a sweet boy! Quite a catch!" Betty moved on. Quinn smiled.

“Yeah, he really is." Quinn agreed. Noah blushed and looked away.

“So, what do you like to read, dear?" Betty asked. Quinn got a devious smirk and Noah shook his head but to no avail.

“Oh, there's these really good books called 'Bad Dragon'." Quinn said.

“Oh, what are they about?" Betty asked, innocently.

“Well, they're about these really evil dragons, of course!" Quinn replied, snickering.

“Oh, I'll look that up. What's it called again?" Betty asked.

“D-DON'T!" Noah butted in, startling Betty. “You, uhh… you wouldn't like it. It's a boring book! Just… just don't look it up." Noah clarified, awkwardly before shooting Quinn a look, who was giggling.

“Well, alright, dear, but… why, though?" Betty inquired.

“Yeah, Noah. Why?" Quinn added, smugly.

“Shut up-" Noah whispered before turning back to Betty. “It's…. Not on the market. It was discontinued. Don't bother." Noah lied. He couldn't bear the thought of the sweet old mouses innocence being shattered. Her heart might not have even been able to take it if she looked up the name and was jumpscared by all sorts of perverted toys. Betty seemed to accept this and move one.

“Well, you lovebirds have a nice day now!" Betty said as Quinn and Noah left.

Once they were out, Noah glared and Quinn.

“That wasn't funny, dude, you could've given her a heart attack!" Noah scolded. Quinn simply cackled.

“Oh no, scary dildos!" Quinn mocked. Noah rolled his eyes and they moved on.

Next, Noah brought Quinn with him to the arcade.

“Have you ever been to this place?" Noah asked.

“A couple times. Not often. Used to play a lot of games as a kid, but not so much nowadays." Quinn replied.

They went inside and Noah bought some tokens and insisted on getting Quinn tokens, but Quinn was adamant about paying for his own stuff, so Noah let him. Once they had their tokens, they went around the arcade, playing games together.

Eventually, they both settled on playing Mortal Kombat as they stood next to each other. Quinn mashed away at the buttons to throw out random attacks while Noah knew all the moves and combos, making the game somewhat of a slaughter in Noah's favor. Eventually, Quinn found himself resorting to dirty tactics as his tail wandered and brushed up against Noah's thigh before slipping between his legs and beginning to caress his crotch, throwing his focus off completely as he gritted his teeth.

“W-what are you–" Noah started.

“Who, me? I'm not doing anything…~" Quinn sarcastically played dumb as he gave a mockingly innocent and clueless look.

“A-ah…. Shit…" Noah breathed as Quinn's tail continued to massage to bulge in his pants. He tried to play as best he could but the pleasing tingle in his loins was all his brain could think about and eventually, Quinn finally won a match.

“Hmm…. There's just 1 fatality I remember when I played this as a kid." Quinn said. He was playing as Kitana and upon doing the input, his character gave Noah's character a light kiss on the cheek that caused the other to explode in a gory mess. With that, Quinn planted a kiss on Noah's cheek and he felt like the same thing was about to happen to him, but only in his pants. Noah shook and quivered under Quinn's fondling, but as soon as he started feeling like he was finally going to release, Quinn stopped and tightly grabbed Noah's crotch, squeezing it and stopping him from reaching climax.

“No you don't…" Quinn said.

“P-please…" Noah begged, rather pathetically.

“Nu-Uh…. Not until I say so.~" Quinn imposed with a smug tone. Noah didn't know how much more of this he could take before he balls popped. Quinn was still making him wait for it. “Remember, good patient kitties get treats… ~" Quinn reminded Noah. “Are you a good kitty?"

“I-i'm a good kitty…" Noah said, sheepishly.

“Then you'll wait." Quinn said.

Noah was growing desperate.