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The Unexpected Guest	By : xDarkxLovex Category: Individual Celebrities > Noel Fielding Views: 2158 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction. I do not know Noel Fielding, nor any of his company. I gain no money for this.

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The Unexpected Guest

My dance was interrupted by the rhythmic sound of someone knocking on the front door, I paused in my movement and made my way towards the front door, barely having enough time to turn down my stereo by remote before carelessly tossing it on the kitchen counter.
I wasn't expecting anyone at this late hour on a Sunday night, and I was met by more surprise and curiosity when my eyes met with electric blue. There stood in the door frame like a character straight out of a Gothic novella, Noel Fielding, dressed in his black velvet flock coat and red poet's shirt complete with his tiny top hot upon his head, the starry darkness behind him like a cloak of midnight. I couldn't stop the smirk from forming on my lips, a chill wind blew in through the doorway and I crossed my arms as he cleared his throat and removed his hat like a proper gentleman.
“Excuse me, Miss Ivy...but I was just kicked out of the last club on this strip and I was wondering if you would be up to that talk we keep meaning to have without bass and drums in the backdrop?” He spoke with his slight snobbish character voice and his gaze ran over my sweaty form. I was scarcely clad in a white satin nightgown that flowed freely around my legs so when I began to sweat I didn't get so hot and feel constructed. I ran my hand through my hair and blushed, I didn't often get late visitors...especially ones that made me feel like Noel did. Naked and idiotic.
“Well Mr. Fielding, it is late but I was just practicing some routines...I can go over them anytime. Please come in,” I held the door open and he bowed his head in thanks as he gilded over the threshold, like a vampire being invited into my home. The velvet of his coat brushed against my wet chest as he passed me, I shivered at the sensation.
I shut the door behind him and my eyes fallowed him as he walked farther into my small studio apartment. There were little furnishing so I would have plenty of space to dance. Just two bean bag chairs and a mock antique red velvet loveseat crowded around a low round cherry wood coffee table. The floors were hard wood and the was a orientate rug beneath the small sitting area.
Noel walked along my walls lined ceiling high in book shelves, running his hand along the edges with mild interest on his face. I stood near the kitchen middle island, half way between the door and where he stood and uncrossed my arms in a shrug. I wondered what was going through his head as he read my covers, my many vampires novels and fantasy books. He paused when he came to my CD's. His eyes widened as they scanned the titles and artists.
“You're much more of a metal head than I would have pegged you for,” He took out my London After Midnight 'Where Good Girls Go To Die' album and gave me a cheeky smile. “You are so goth to have this on CD. I love it, can I put it in your player?” I shook my head slightly and nodded.
“Yes, of course. Here I'll put on.” I went over and took the CD from him. Moments later deep, moody music was pounding through my stereo system at a descent volume. Noel sat down on the loveseat with a eloquent grace that almost seemed like a dance move, it might have been knowing Noel. Although it hit me just then that I didn't know him very well at all. We had met by chance through a mutual friend at a night club a few months ago. Noel had flirted with me from the moment we met but he flirted with everyone- even his male friends so I had no reason to believe I was special. However him arriving tonight out of the blue, him remembering where I lived even though he had only been here once before for a nightcap- these were all signs that he was interested.
“You're very quiet luv, should I go? I guess it was pretty rude of me just to show up but I still don't have your number and I couldn't get a hold of Micheal to ask him for it.” Micheal, Noel's brother was close friends with Rudy, who was my manger. That was how we met. I was doing a burlesque circus show at the NightShade a club Micheal DJ's at on weekends. Rudy wants me to do TV and knew Micheal really well from past projects and had known Noel from his Art shows. He couldn't pass up throwing me into the middle of a very awkward networking situation as I was also a huge fan of their work on The Mighty Boosh. I brought myself out of the past and forced myself to sit beside him, our thighs brushes against each other. My heart rate started to race again, just like I had just finished dancing for twenty minutes straight.
“No, no, no,...I'm sorry...I'm still all traced out from my dance. It really gets me out of my body. Besides the fact that I dance and perform on stage with glitter and feathers my actual personality is quite shy. I don't understand it myself.” I played with my hands nervously, feeling uncomfortable under Noel's electric blue gaze. His smirk soften and he tweaked his head to the side.
“You don't understand yourself?” there was humor in his deep, melodic voice but his expression was open and serious. I met his gaze and caught my breathe. I could count on one hand the times I had felt like this. Twice. First boyfriend, almost second boyfriend, that's it. So why was I letting Noel Fielding under my skin? Oh if only...I licked my lips and tried not to think about how sexy he looked in his little outfit and his fluffy hair and big blue eyes on my silly my loveseat. I pulled my legs under myself and chewed my bottom lip.
“Well, sometimes I think I do. I understand myself when I'm dancing. It feels like the world stops and it's just me. It doesn't matter if anyone is watching or if they booing me or whatever....the only thing that matters is the music and my feet, pounding on the floor or flying over it. My hips moving with the beat and my arms swaying and becoming the melody. I love it when I become so entranced in my dancing that I forget I even have a body. I feel like I completely become the music and that is all that surrounds me and supports me. There is nothing like it, I live for it, and I guess that is when I know myself.” I didn't want to look at Noel, as I was slightly embarrassed by my comment. I didn't mean to sound so wish-washy, so I kept my eyes on the floor.
“That was beautiful, you should share more of yourself more often. You have a lot to offer....” His voice rang sincere and I felt his hand on my knee, I felt a wave of heat crawling from his hand up my thigh right to my groin. I raised my face from the floor and looked in his eyes, he made me smile. Slowly, I reached my hand out and covered it over his and gently squeezed it. His gentle smile transformed into a devilish smirk as a twinkle entered his eye, he raised my hand to his lips and placed a kiss on the back of it. I inhaled quickly as my heart beat quickened again and heat flooded my entire body.
“You can be quite charming..., I have to admit it was flattering to just have you show up for no real reason at all other than to see me...” -I smiled and ducked my chin, blushing and feeling like an idiot.- “ It's a nice feeling to know someone wants to see you.” My eyes fluttered to his face a moment, he was grinning like a fool. He raised and wrapped his other arm around my shoulder, his right hand still holding mine.
“I had a feeling that you had a thing for bad boys.” He teased me, his face inching it's way closer and closer to mine. I froze under his ocean gaze, I couldn't move, or respond until he flinched slightly and I thought he was going to kiss me. I pulled back and cleared my throat, trying to laugh off my awkwardness.
“Sometimes...but most the time I'm a lone wolf. AhHooooowl!” -I howled pitifully and laughed slowly, falsely.- “However If you showing up this late becomes a pattern then maybe we'll have to have a serious chat about that...” I spoke with part sarcasm part seriousness. Noel chuckled and shook his head, his lovely black hair bouncing with the movement.
“You are a strange, yet fabulous woman, Miss Ivy.” He said this as he held my hand over his heart affectionately. I reached out and covered them with my other hand and gazed into his eyes as I replied,
“And you are a ridiculous, yet magnificent man, Mr. Fielding.” My heart beat was loud in my ears and suddenly blue faded to pink and than to black. Our lips met in a sweet embrace and in a chaste kiss. My eyes fluttered back opened and I inhaled his breathe. He kissed me once, twice, three times. Tiny peaks that grew in length, pressure and in intensity. His arm wrapped around my waist and I was being laid back into the loveseat.
He kissed each corner of my mouth before gently running his tongue along the seam of my lips, encouraging them to part. My fingers crawled up along his back and became entangled in his hair, I tilted my head back and sighed, allowing him to deepen the kiss. His tongue was tentative, it traced my bottom lip before deciding to enter my mouth and greet my tongue just for a moment, the lightest touch and than back again to simple sweet kisses to my cheekbone and neck. Past lovers who had kissed me passionately usually wasted no time in sticking their tongue down my throat. Again what Noel was doing reminded me of a dance, more of something we were doing together than something that was simply being done to me.
My body was shivering and covered in goosebumps, my nipples strained against the satin dress and I could feel warm wetness gathering between my thighs. Both of our breathing came in panted gasps in between heated kisses. I wanted him so badly now and we had hardly touched each other. I didn't think about emotions or what the morning would bring or what this meant I just knew I had to have him.
“D-do y-you want to m-move to the bedroom?” I stuttered nervously as we parted to breathe for a moment. Surprise flashed over his face for a moment. He brushed a lock of brown hair from my face.
“If you would like to,” I nodded and attempted to sit up, he moved back off of me and stood up, offering me his hand to help me up. I accepted it and rose to my feet, wobbling slightly from the excitement. Still holding his hand, I turned to the hall way and lead him down to my bedroom.
“This is really lovely,” He said, glancing around at the tool fabrics hung from the ceiling and walls in purple, red and black. My bed was a queen with a matching spiral pattern comforter and a cherry wood chest of drawers to the left hand corner of the room. I had yet to have a man back here, and I hung my head a little as I walked around the bed. It must have looked pretty girly. I sat down on the side of the bed and watched Noel come around, he stopped front of me and started to remove his coat. He placed it neatly on the top on my dresser and turned back to face me with a puzzled expression, he gripped his chin with his hand and cross his leg over the other as he lean against the dresser.
“You don't do this sort of thing often, do you?” I quickly looked away, fearing that I had done something to ruin this. Had I been too awkward? Had it turned him off? “Look, I'm not trying to offend you...I just want to understand.” He came over and sat beside me, I met his gaze and he kissed me briefly. I didn't want to tell him that I had only been with two men and had only enjoyed sex with one. I didn't want to tell him that I felt extremely native.
“I've never just jumped into bed with someone before...and in the past my experience with sex is limited at best...so I feel very... inadequate.” Noel listened and nodded,
“Do you really think that matters?” He responded grinning
“What? What do you mean?” I raised my eyebrows.
“What I mean is, do you think that matters to me? Because I'll tell you...it doesn't. I've got plenty of practice and understanding of sex and really all you need to be good at it is to want to please your partner as much as yourself. If you get off on that than you're golden.” After hearing him say that I really didn't have anything else to say but-
“Fuck me,”
Our lips met again in a passionate dance of tongues and teeth. My hands flew to his chest and began to undo the small buttons at his collar. His hands caressing up and down my sides, his right resting on my hip and his left moving up, his fingers drawing over my ribs up to my breast. I gasped into his mouth as he tweaked my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
My hands went to the top of his trousers, squeezing in between our bodies. My palm felt his stiffness through his tight pants and knowing I caused that change in him made me feel a degree of pride. I struggled to undo the buttons and zipper and finally his hands had to abandon foundling my breasts to aid me. He stood up from the bed for a moment to lift off his shirt and shimmy out of his tight trousers and kick off his boots and socks. My eyes drank in every inch of ivory pale skin that was revealed. Noel's body was lean and wasn't very muscular, accept in his hips and short legs. I found him very beautiful and blushed madly as he stood tall, showing his erect member.
“Now this is a bit unfair, don't you think?” Noel teased, climbing back onto the bed and on top of me. His hands moving up my legs, to my thighs. He stopped hovering over my pelvis and grinned up at me before lifting back my skirt to reveal my white lace underwear. He knelt down and I leaned back closing my eyes, feeling his warm breath on my sex. His cool finger tips hooked under the sides of my panties and after placing a kiss directly on my sex he slowly pulled them down my legs, placing tiny feather kisses along my leg as he moved downward. He tossed them over his shoulder and sighed spreading my thighs farther apart as he took in the full slight of me. I bit my lip and gripped the pillow, feeling more hot liquid leek out of me and run onto the bed.
He lowered his head between my thighs and I moaned in abandoned, his tongue lapped gently at my slit, running along the seam of my body, drinking my juices. His laps grew longer and firmer and moved higher up and my back arched off the bed as he licked my sensitive clit. My fingers massaged his scalp and played with his lovely hair as his mouth brought amazing sensations to my body. They built and built until they crest and I felt a wave of exquisite spill over my entire form leaving me trembling and weak. I spasmed and more hot juices flowed from me as the feelings faded into a sweet hum.
Noel raised his head and wiped his mouth with his hand, a pleased grin on his face. He moved up my body and placed his hips between mine. He kissed me deeply, his tongue diving into my tongue, my own tangy flavor still strong in his mouth. He alined himself with my body and gently thrusted into me. I gasped feeling my walls expand and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, running my hands over his back and what I could reach of his cute behind. He leaned his head into the croak of my neck and began to move, starting slowly and moving faster and faster as time worn on. I was still sensitive and alive from my orgasm and it wasn't long before I was on the edge of another one. I tightened and pulsed my walls, Noel groaned and let me know he approved by speeding up the pace and kissing me. I ran my fingernails along his spine and raised and wrapped my legs around his hips. He raised his head and kissed me feverishly as he started to loss his rhythm, Noel dropped his head again to my shoulder, let out a low moan and shuddered as he filled me with his come.
We laid still for several moments. Just breathing. I loved the feeling of his come inside me and the sensation of it running along my thigh.
“Up...for...round two?” Noel spoke out of breath and with a devilish grin on his face. I stroked the sides of his face and kissed him in reply. Indeed.
The End

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This was my first attempt at smut in a long time. I know I could have done better but it was just a warm up. Any comments would be very much loved. Thank for your reading.
~DarkxLove
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