[ Scott takes in the sight of him greedily, biting his lip as he surveys, his own hand drifting south to try to relieve some of the pressure, not that it helps that much. He could probably get off just watching and imagining, but the offer he gets is a thousand times better, and when Noiz kisses him he returns it with a nip of teeth and a swipe of tongue, reaching for the back of his neck, leaning into him before answering. ]

Fuck, that's hot. Yeah, I want a taste. I want your cock. Please.