[Noiz looked really good when he came, his expression smoothed of his usual annoyed frown, and even with his nails leaving marks all over him, Kouta still leaned in to press kisses up along the column of his throat encouragingly.

He snorted at that less than stellar praise, turning to look at Noiz with amusement.]

Yeah well, this old man still has more tricks up his sleeve. You ready for the next round or should I give you a few minutes?