don't rely on the strength of my image, hey

[betaware]

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noiz is a creature of the woods that's since moved into the city. he likes the hustle and bustle of people over his own thoughts and he prefers the convenience of urban living. basically he's a rude little cat/rabbit/small mammal spirit.

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[betaware]

[ Noiz's fingers flex, claws a momentary threat before he stops, pulls himself back. ]

I don't see why you want to go slow. [ He keeps talking even through the first few kisses. It doesn't feel like much, physically, especially with his dulled sense of touch, but the languid pace does awaken something in him. Some unfamiliar feeling.

Rather than examine that feeling, Noiz shifts towards being huffy and squirms around on Kouta's lap until his knees are pulled up to his chest and his feet and kneading the tops of his thighs. ]

You're being annoying. [ Jaw set in a show of distaste, Noiz ducks his head away from the kissing. ] Stop listening to my heartbeat, creep.

[typhooned]

Don't see why you wanna rush. Don't you wanna enjoy yourself?

[He paused once he felt Noiz start to shuffle around, leaning back to give him some space until he was settled. He watched as Noiz tried to shut him out, instead going back to trailing his fingers gently along the bones of his spine, arching an eyebrow.]

Look, if you want someone who's going to debase and use you, I'm not the guy for that. But if you want to work with me, I can show you something better.

[betaware]

[ Noiz is now a curled up ball in Kouta's arms, and oddly, he doesn't... mind it. He's also aware that yes, okay, the usual rough sex he has isn't the best possible scenario. But it's what he's used to. ]

...why do you want to show me anything better?

[ He finally stops struggling and stays still, chin tucked to his knees as he looks up. He wants to know what Kouta has to offer, but more importantly he wants to know why he's trying at all. ]

[typhooned]

Everyone deserves better, don't ya think?

[Kouta kept his voice low and calm, touch gentle and soothing. He didn't look away from Noiz, only offering him a pleased grin when he stopped struggling against him.]

It'd be one thing if ya actually liked it rough all the time, but have ya ever been taken care of afterwards?

[betaware]

[ Noiz can hear Kouta still touching him, regular and predictable. It's... fine. He doesn't feel like he has to be so on guard.

That said, he still hasn't relaxed fully. Noiz gives Kouta a long look, frowning and curling his toes in Kouta's shirt. ]

People who do things for you... they just want something in return.

that icon though

[typhooned]

I want you to enjoy it too. If it helps, think of it as a kink. I don't get off unless you do.

[It didn't seem like that would be enough, considering how distrusting Noiz was and how tense he was still.]

Sex shouldn't always be about instant gratification. You can do more and experience more if you like or trust the other person.

what!! what about it!!!!

[betaware]

[ That doesn't... not help. Noiz touches his lower lip with his tongue, pressing at the backings of his lip piercings with a small frown. He really doesn't know about 'liking' and 'trusting' people. He trusts most people to not immediately hurt him, because that wouldn't be advantageous for them.

As for Kouta, the fact that he's being so insistent on this makes Noiz uncertain. But maybe he can try. ]

...why? [ Why is that true? Noiz looks at him all the more intently, while his feet come down to rest—on Kouta's dick, and not even really on purpose. For once. ]

u kno oh u kno

[typhooned]

[Even with Kouta's talk about trust and liking people, he can't help that his body does indeed have normal and natural reactions to stimulation. And before they had gotten here, Kouta had definitely been... stimulated. So innocent or not, he sucked in a small hiss of breath as Noiz shifted his feet onto his dick, trying to keep from rolling his hips into the sensation. It would be a surefire way to make all of his words just seem pretty and hollow.]

Why to what? The kink or that shouldn't just be instant gratification?

one day i'll have real icons and you'll... be even more scared

[betaware]

The instant gratification. Why would it be better with someone you 'like'?

[ Kouta's dick stiffening doesn't escape notice. How can it, when Noiz is this close to him? He looks down and considers diverting this entire conversation in favor of teasing Kouta about having a foot fetish.

But no one's really pressed this point with him before. He wants to know what answers Kouta can give. ]

AUGH DON'T REMIND ME

[typhooned]

It's more intense. You want to make sure that they feel good and they want to do the same for you.

[He was glad that Noiz seemed more interested in this conversation more than pointing out the potential hypocrispy of it. He met Noiz's gaze levelly, arching an eyebrow.]

Or do all of your fuck buddies make sure you get off too? Or are they more likely to kick you out once they're done?

[betaware]

[ Noiz came out to have a good time, but he's feeling kind of attacked right now. At the questions Kouta is asking him he doesn't turn away. Instead, he glowers, shoulders hunching. ]

Do you like me?

[ Because that's weird too, if it's true. ]

[typhooned]

[It didn’t give him much satisfaction to be correct, but he did admire the way that Noiz didn’t try to argue or make excuses. His straight forward questions were different from what he was used to, and it was a welcome change. Especially since it meant he could be honest in return.]

I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.

[He let his hand start to trail up Noiz’s shirt, barely brushing against his skin.]

So are you willing to try things my way? If you don’t like it, we can stop.

oops forgot my betanoiz icons

[betaware]

[ Noiz wants to ask, Really? Do you really like me?

But he doesn't. Instead he lets Kouta touch him, his lips pressed together firmly until he lets out a shallow breath. ]

Fine. You can try it.

...we can try it.

after you worked so hard on them

[typhooned]

[Kouta's eyes widened slightly at both the agreement and that minor correction. In his experience, it was better for all parties involved if instead of saying 'I', 'we' was used instead. It was always a good sign, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.]

Good.

[He tried to coax Noiz with his hands not to be wound up so tight, leaning in to kiss him slowly.]

and after how scarred they make you

[betaware]

[ Noiz doesn't respond to the hands, but he does to the kiss. The hard line of his mouth softens and he kisses him back. It's only after that that Noiz relaxes somewhat, toes uncurling and shoulders relaxing. ]

Hm.

[ It's not so bad. Nor is it so new or different. Noiz knows sex, and he knows what he's doing as he pushes the kiss further and slides his feet down to rub against Kouta's cock through his pants. ]

don't be rude

[typhooned]

[To reward Noiz for softening, Kouta obediently opened his mouth as Noiz pushed the kiss further, sucking his tongue into his mouth gently. When he felt Noiz's feet moving against his pants with purpose, he moaned encouragingly, rolling his hips up to create more friction.

He let his hands drift down lower, squeezing at Noiz's ass.]

[betaware]

[ Noiz has enough experience to not press too hard, but he's rough and not close to careful as he plays with Kouta's cock through the front of his pants. It's easy enough to work with the rhythm of the kiss. He can feel Kouta sucking on his tongue and the pull on his barbell piercing.

Kouta's hands, he can't feel, but he can see them moving. ]

You wanna fuck me now?

[ He smiles, sharp teeth peeking out, before he nips at Kouta's lower lip. ]

[typhooned]

[The careless handling of his cock was enough to make Kouta hiss out slightly in displeasure, and he gripped at Noiz's hands to stop him, pulling back from the kiss.]

Nah, I figure I'll get you off a few times then we can see if you're up to fucking.

[He went to peel off Noiz's pants, shifting so that Noiz's back was on the couch he'd been sitting on. He kissed a slow line down to Noiz's cock, keeping his eyes on Noiz to gauge his reactions.]

[betaware]

[ Noiz narrows his eyes further, face scrunching in distaste at being told that Kouta is trying to please him first. Because it's weird, okay? It's weird.

He lies back and lifts his legs so his pants can come off. His socks stay on. His own cock isn't hard yet, but the attention Kouta is starting to lavish on him is helping. ]

A few times? You're confident.

[typhooned]

I got all night, unless you got something else planned.

[It didn't bother him that Noiz wasn't aroused yet, spending more time in places that seemed to garner a reaction. He bypassed Noiz's cock to kiss and nip along his thighs.]

Do you like getting eaten out?

[betaware]

Mm. [ Noiz twists on the couch under Kouta's attentions, legs coming up to bump against his sides as he squirms. He likes being touched on his thighs, and he can kind of feel it more as the anticipation ramps up. Squirming up towards the arm of the couch, he props himself up on his elbows to be better able to look at Kouta. ]

Maybe... do you really want to do that? [ It won't make Kouta feel good, but he did say he wanted to get him off first, and multiple times, somehow.

And if he's being honest, Noiz can't remember ever being eaten out, so he can't say if he likes it or not. ]

[typhooned]

I'm a man of my word.

[And since Noiz wasn't going to protest, he kept kissing and marking lightly along his thighs. It was a bit cute, how Noiz was squirming beneath him, seemingly pliant now that he had agreed to do things Kouta's way.

Kouta nudged at his hip to have him turn around so he could get Noiz's ass up in the air, running his hands along his pert behind in anticipation.]

Tell me if you don't like it.

[And that was all the warning Kouta was going to give before spreading Noiz's cheeks and lapping his tongue lightly along his entrance.]

[betaware]

[ Noiz isn't so sure about promises or anyone keeping their word, but sex, sure, okay. He turns and sets a forearm on the arm of the couch, resting his forehead against it so he can turn his head and watch. ]

I can't feel that.

[ So he doesn't like it. Mouth twisted into a frown, Noiz raises one foot enough to bang his heel against Kouta's shoulder. ]

Do it harder.

[typhooned]

Ow, I got it. No need to kick.

[Kouta paused to catch at Noiz's foot, running his nails along the bottom of his foot in the off-chance that he could feel that or was ticklish. It was a brief motion, before Kouta leaned back in to scrape his teeth against Noiz, testing.]

Tell me when.

[He didn't want to draw blood, but if that was what Noiz was into, he could be amenable.]

[betaware]

[ Noiz stops kicking quickly enough, even though he doesn't twitch in response to the fingers on the bottom of his foot. He eventually relaxes again, breathing out slowly and arching towards the arm of the couch, pushing his hips back.

Now that he does feel. ]

Mm... harder. [ He can still go harder, though. ] Then lick it.