A Story About Touching Noelle

>Like most things it started fairly benign when Kris gave her a hug for helping him study one day before he left to go home.
>He was a hugger, a trait he picked up from living in the Dreemur household for his entire life, it meant little more than gratitude to him
>But the warm touch meant so much to Noelle
>A firm hug, kind and warm, the feeling was so unexpected that she froze up for an instant the first time he hugged her
>It wasn't like she never recieved any hugs or contact, but Kris' touch was so different to the hugs she shared with her sickly father that it sent a jolt through her.
>Reassuring and grateful rather than a sad farewell
>She began to look forward to their study sessions for them alone, trying to keep it going for as long as she could
>She prayed he wouldn't notice how long she held on to him
>Eventually, as Kris' grades improved, she began to worry
>Will he stop coming over if he doesn't need to study?
>While it crossed her mind for an instant, she didnt have the heart to sabotage his efforts to keep him around
>She would have to find ways to keep him around
>Her first idea was to invite him over to watch movies together
>It was a simple plan
>While they scared her to death, Noelle knew Kris had a love for slasher flics that Toriel would never let him indulge
>With Noelle's lack of parental guidance she could supply him with all he wanted
>It was also the perfect excuse to hold onto him herself
>She didn't even need to pretend she was scared when she asked him to hold her hand
>Watching an ice pick go through a rabbit girl's chest was plenty enough to push her over being embarrassed pretty quick
>He said they can turn off the movie if she wasn't enjoying it
>"No, no, it's fine!"
>She said that it they were watching the movie as a prize of sorts for him aceing a test, it would be rude to turn it off
>And besides, what other reasons would she have then
>So Kris went along with her request, taking her hand
>A strong, protective touch
>It wasn't even that Kris' hands were terribly big or strong
>Just the gesture and the care behind it was electric to her
>When the movie became too much and she started to clench up with fear, he was there, gently squeezing back
>Reminding her it was alright, she was fine
>A tether in the empty space of her house

>They made the movies a regular happening, watching one after studying for awhile every now and then
>Neither of them had paid much attention to the weather forecast that day, and when a freak storm rolled in Kris' usual plan of walking home became ruled out
>Noelle called Toriel and convinced her it would be fine if Kris stayed over, it would be dangerous to drive out in the storm after all
>It was shortly after that Noelle's mom called, telling her she would be stuck at the office because of the storm
>The two elected to spend the night marathoning Kris' horror movies since they had little else to do after finishing their homework and studying
>With every scare in every movie Noelle got alittle braver, moving from holding his hand to holding onto his arm, closer and tighter whenever something scary came up
>With how much she was clinging to Kris she practically had full control over his arm and could rest his hand wherever she wanted
>She let it lie on her thigh, acting like it was an absentminded shift when he ever-so-slightly tensed up
>His hand on her leg felt good
>Intimate, Illicit, and so addictively good
>She wanted more
>It was by chance that the next movie was set in a hospital
>A trope that Kris was trying to avoid whenever he could, he didn't want Noelle to be reminded of her dad at times like these
>When he got up to reach for the remote she took his hand
>"It's fine if you want to watch it Kris, I'll be fine"
>Kris gave her a concerned look as he picked up the remote
>"Really, I'll be fine as long as you're here. If it gets too much I'll tell you, alright?"

>Kris seemed uncertain about the whole ordeal, but Noelle's firm grip on his hand pulling him back towards her and the couch convinced him
>He still brought the remote back, keeping it in arms reach
>"Just don't hold back. If it gets too much you tell me, ok?"
>"Yessiree, definitely!"
>She beamed back at him and grabbed onto his arm premptively, assuring him she'd say something if it got too hard on her.

>In her defense, Noelle lasted a good while before it got to her
>Kris probably would've noticed sooner if her first way of coping wasn't to pull his arm tight enough against her chest that he could feel her generous bust pressed against it
>He was trying his best to ignore the sensation and not get a stiffy
>It was when Noelle started sniffling that the alarms started blaring in his head
>When he looked over she was on the verge of tears
>Watching the killer pull someone's life support afew minutes earlier had taken the final toll
>Kris cursed himself internally as he scrambled to pause the movie and pull Noelle into an embrace
>The second he did she started to bawl
>She couldnt remember the last time she had actually broken down about all this, alone or otherwise.
>On bad nights she sometimes stifled a couple quiet tears alone, but here, in Kris' gentle embrace she couldn't hold back at all
>His soft but frantic shhs and reassurances that it'd be alright coaxed it out of her as she pressed her sobbing face into his sweater
>It took awhile in the quiet dark of the living room for Noelle to calm to any point where she could talk
>Who knows how long it would've taken without Kris stroking her hair and telling her he'd be here all night for her
>She didnt know when she returned his embrace or when he pulled her closer, now firmly on his lap as he consoled her
>Noelle let her head rest against Kris' chest as she hicc'd up her last few sobs
>His sweater was absolutely disgusting now, covered in Doe tears
>Noelle kept her head againsts Kris' chest, hearing his heartbeat and feeling the rise and fall of his breathing
>Steady and stable
>He went to wipe away stray tears with his hand, then used his sleeve to gently wipe her nose
>He chuckled at how it was even redder than normal and how messy he had gotten
>He gave her a playful smile
>"You really did a number on this sweater, huh? How am I gonna explain this to my mom."
>He was trying his best to cheer her up, he felt terrible for letting this movie slip by, and then for letting Noelle get this upset
>But it only made it worse
>'Dear Angel, have I been using him?'
>She had spent the last several weeks coasting by off of his good will, his touch, and she still broke down and made him worry about her like this
>She buried her face in his sweater again and pulled him in tighter, mumbling into green and yellow
>"I don't know what I'd do without you Kris."
>He pushed out another chuckle to try and lighten the air as he stroked her hair
>"You wouldn't even have watched the movie if I wasn't around silly, I'm not doing anything special."
>Noelle was annoyed at herself and alittle at Kris, he still didn't get it
>She pushed herself from his chest as the hand stoking her hair shifted to cup her cheek instead
>She had to look him in the eyes for this, be honest
>"You don't understand Kris, I couldn't hav-"
>She loosened her embrace as she met his gaze
>It was as delicate and caring as his touch
>And just like his touch, she wanted to feel it on every inch of her
>She wanted every bit of it's love and reassurance, because it was his love and reassurance
>In an instant she closed her eyes, grabbed his face with a hand, and pulled him into a kiss
>It was electric and wonderful, and wholly unexpected for Kris
>A passionate kiss from his childhood friend was the last thing he expected tonight
>He had no idea she felt this strongly about him
>He held her closer and kissed back
>None of his touches felt anywhere near as good as this
>Kris' lips were so smooth and his hand felt just right as it held the side of her head, his fingertips just barely away from touching the base of her antlers
>She ached for more as they drifted away, his mouth agape just slightly in shock.
>While one hand stayed where it was on her hip, the hand Kris had been cradling her head with drifted down to rest on her shoulder, holding her steady
>Since it didn't seem like he was going to say anything anytime soon Noelle spoke first
>"I love you."
>His shock wasn't going away anytime soon so she kept going
>"I don't know how I would've gotten through these last few months without you being here with me, and- and you being here means alot to me 'cause you always so gosh comforting and-"
>She was about to start crying again when she felt his hand touch her cheek
>"I love you too Noelle"
>He pulled her into a tight embrace, expecting another sobbing fit out her, loosening up when he felt her try to wriggle free
>They looked into each others eyes wordlessly for a moment before Kris gave her a peck on the nose, forcing a chuckle out of Noelle as he scrunched up his face
>Her nose was still kind of snotty after all the crying
>She made a little show of wiping her nose on it with a devilish grin
>"Get that gross thing off already, It's gonna get on me too at this rate"
>"Oh wow, you might get your own snot and tears on you, how terrible."
>They shared a giggle as Kris peeled the soiled sweater over his head, leaving just his t shirt on beneath
>He wasn't muscular, but his bare arms still entranced Noelle alittle.
>She decided to be brave and took his hand in hers
>"H-hey Kris, can I ask you for something weird?"
>After all they had been through tonight, he wondered what could possibly be weird anymore.
>"Sure Noelle, what do you w-"
>Noelle put his hand on her leg just before the hem of her skirt and took a shuddering breath
>"Can you touch me more?"
>Kris' touch was addictively good
>And Noelle was determined to overdose tonight
>"Wha- uhm"
>Noelle pulled her sweatervest over the top of her head as Kris stammered out
>It took her hand resting back on his, still firmly on her leg, for him to start speaking coherently again
>"Do you mean li-"
>With a crimson face she pulled his hand an inch or two into her skirt
>"Yes"
>Kris continued to stammer, the hand he kept on her waist gave a nervous gentle squeeze and he had no chance of suppressing that stiffy from before
>"A-are you sure?"
>Noelle glanced down at his hand creeping into her skirt and then at his face
>"Gosh dang Kris, Yes!"
>He jumped at her outburst, pushing his hand fully into her skirt and grabbing her soft inner thigh
>She let out a short moan as he did that caught both of them off guard
>Kris gave her thigh another squeeze and when she let out another gasp he was certain
>"A-alright then"
>Noelle moaned into his chest as his hand played around so close to her privates
>Restless from the sensation, she ran her hands across his chest and up his shirt, muttering for him to take it off
>He must've heard her, pulling his hand out from her skirt and pulling his shirt off as Noelle took the opportunity to reposition how she sat, straddling Kris instead of awkwardly sitting on his lap
>When his shirt was off and his chest bare, Noelle took her time gawking at him embarrassed
>She ran a hand down his stomach, whispering excitedly
>"Nifty..."
>Kris cracked a smile, laughing out the tension he had about being shirtless over Noelle's choice expression
>"Wh-what! What did I do wrong?"
>He could hardly contain himself, kissing her cheek to calm her embarrassment.
>"It's nothing Noelle, I promise"
>He slid his hand back into her skirt to try and get her to calm down
>"No, what was so funny! Tell m-eEK!"
>She yelped as the hand at her waist had moved south to squeeze onto her cheek
>The sudden grab made Noelle's legs give out, dropping her crotch onto his hand, giving Kris his first feel for the Doe
>The storm still raged outside but it felt like Kris could stand out there for an hour and not be half as wet as Noelle was right now
>Her cute moaning at this motivated him to press on further, only stopping when she protested
>"W-wait!"
>Noelle was fumbling with the top button of her shirt, trying to get it off
>"I want to, uhm"
>Kris helped her unbutton her shirt and she took it upon herself to undo her bra, rather than let Kris fumble with it
>She grinned sheepishly as he stared at her, covering her modest breasts with her arm
>"Thanks..."
>Her belly, alil pudgy, had a large patch of white fur on it, running from just under her chest to below her skirt's waistline
>He stared for a moment, smiling as he ran his hand down along the side of her body with a "Nifty..."
>"Wha- Was that what you were laughing about before! Kris! Tell m- ooooah..."
>Kris was forceful again, pressing the palm of his hand against her sopping pussy as she moaned
>Noelle collapsed into him and wrapped her arms around his chest, pressing her breasts against him
>Kris had a grin for ear to ear
>"Feels like you made more of a mess of your underwear than my sweater, doesn't it"
>He didnt really know what he was doing, but he played lightly with his fingers while she squirmed, trying to find a response
>"C-can you take them off then?"
>Kris let up on his playing to oblige her request, sticking his other hand into her skirt to more easily strip her
>As he did Noelle reached for his waist, unbuttoning his pants before she grabbed the hem of his pants and boxers, pulling them down
>"G-get my skirt too"
>After a momentbor two of awkward couch gymnastics both were undressed save their socks, staring waitingly at each other
>Neither of them had any idea what to say or do now
>Everything had built to this point so fast but as they sat, staring at each other's nude bodies, neither had a word
>Kris could see now that the white patch kept going past her belly, stopping just as her thighs began
>Now he wondered how far it ran up the back
>In Noelle's case, atleast she couldn't say Kris was small
>Now at full attention, he looked about six inches or so
>She reached out for it, gingerly wrapping her fingers around his member
>He inhaled sharply at the touch, shuddering lightly
>At HER touch
>After having him play with her so much tonight she jumped at the opportunity to flip the tables on him
>Now confident, she tightened her grip on him a tad and started to stroke
>When she heard him groan her name and felt his hand on her ass she doubled her efforts, wrapping both hands around his cock and stroking harder
>A bit of pre leaked as soft fur rubbed against skin
>Kris knew he was close, and when his stuttered "W-wait" was met with no response, he knew he had to act
>He pulled out the one trick he knew always shut Noelle down, and squeezed hard on her tail
>Judging by how loud she shouted his name, how hard her hips bucked against his leg when he did that, and how glazed her eyes looked Kris finally knew why exactly she shut down about it before
>He felt alittle guilty, but he still had a pace to flip and a dazed Noelle to work with.
>Kris grabbed her hips, lifted them above his own, then thrusted up into her, bringing her down in time with him
>She shouted out his name in a mix of shock and pleasure as she felt his entire six inches inside her, then his firm hand on her shoulder pushing her over th on the couch
>She was wordless as they repositioned, laying her gently on her back with him over her
>He had set her head on the couches' armrest so her antlers wouldn't be a problem
>"D- do you want to keep going?"
>Noelle nodded, her mouth agape somewhat
>She could still see his dick, slick with her fluids
>"Y-yeah.."
>She felt his hand move her leg slightly before he started thrusting into her again
>She threw her arms around Kris, muttering and groaning his name into his collarbone after each stroke
>It doesn't take long for Kris' thrusting to pick up a frenetic pace
>He's close, it's their first time after all
>"Noelle, I'm.."
>She picks up on what he's about to say
>Theyre two dumb teenagers, but both of them have had some sex ed
>"O-Oh Angel! P-Pull out!"
>Its luck, mostly, that Kris isn't a quicker shot
>He pulls out just before he shoots, leaving a white trail across her white belly fur
>It's almost imperceptible, honestly
>They let out a sigh of relief, they'd never want to be teenage parents.
>It's silent again before Noelle breaks it with a chuckle
>"Guess I did good huh?"
>Kris snorts at how blunt it is and then flops backwards, no longer perching over her
>"Yeah, how'd I do then."
>Noelle's sheepish grin went from ear to ear
>"I think you heard well enough."
>She crawled onto him and flopped onto his chest, drawing a grimace out of him as he felt his own splooge pressed against him
>"You deserve it, buster"
>Kris put his arm around Noelle and gingerly rubbed her tail
>"Do I now?"
>She took pleasure in his soft touch, and he in her embarrassment, but nevertheless she smacked his side for the tail rubbing
>"We should take a shower and run my clothes through the wash, huh."
>Noelle weighed the options and made a decision
>She wrapped her arms around Kris and laid the side of head against his shoulder
>"Yeah, you're right, but lets' just stay like this abit first, alright?"
>She felt him rub her back softly
>She couldn't see, but she was sure he was grinning
>"Alright, sure."
>Fin