[ Once the piercings get involved, Noiz doesn't quiet down. He's not that easy to shut up. ]

You got some kind of martyr complex? You want me to keep you from coming?

[ With a soft groan, Noiz pushes off the sofa into his mouth harder. The resulting friction on his piercings, this time, is enough to make him bite his lower lip hard and duck his chin towards his chest. ]