[ The pressure mounts and mounts. Noiz digs his teeth into his lower lip again, trying to muffle his desperate whimpering as the pleasure starts feeling real to him. He can feel how hard his dick is and how hot his body is. The overwhelming waves of stimulation from his prostate finally wash over him, over his head, and he starts to come. ]
K-Kouta.
[ Is he actually stuttering? Embarrassing. Noiz digs his teeth into his lip so hard that he tastes blood, forcing himself to not make much noise despite the additional stimulation to his ears as he releases in messy streaks onto his own chest. With an effort, he turns to try and kiss Kouta on the mouth again. He needs to have that contact along with the feeling that Kouta brought him with just his fingers. He needs to taste him again. ]
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K-Kouta.
[ Is he actually stuttering? Embarrassing. Noiz digs his teeth into his lip so hard that he tastes blood, forcing himself to not make much noise despite the additional stimulation to his ears as he releases in messy streaks onto his own chest. With an effort, he turns to try and kiss Kouta on the mouth again. He needs to have that contact along with the feeling that Kouta brought him with just his fingers. He needs to taste him again. ]