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

[ 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. ]

[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?

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. ]

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?

[ 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. ]

[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.

[ 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.

[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.]

[ 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. ]

[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.]

[ 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. ]

[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.]

[ 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.

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?

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. ]

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.]

[ 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.

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.]

[ 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.

[Kouta licked first just to be contrary, but followed instructions obediently enough afterwards. After all, he had said he would make sure Noiz got off and it was always easier when the other party was so vocal.

He bit into the plump cheek of his ass before scraping his teeth with far more pressure, alternating between teeth and tongue. He started getting into a rhythm, enjoying pulling away a bit to make Noiz follow him before dipping back in closer.]

[ The repeated biting and licking, and the additional sucking makes Noiz suspect that he'll end up with an ass covered in hickeys later, but that's not a turn off. He breathes out softly, eyes shutting as he tries to take it in.

It feels a little better, a little more real. Noiz huffs softly and pushes his hips back again. He's starting to get hard just from the rush of it. It's... weird, having Kouta listen to him and respond to him. Biting his lower lip thoughtlessly, he mumbles, wanting more. ]

Finger me.

[It was definitely weird to find Noiz's tiny mumbling request cute, but considering Noiz had been so surly and defensive early, he would take it as a vast improvement.

Normally, he would tease, but he didn't want to discourage Noiz from being vocal, so he pulled away for a moment, pressing kisses up along his spine.]

Where's the lube?

Don't know. [ He doesn't use it much, because Kouta is right, he usually hooks up with people who don't care about him or if he feels good. And without lube he at least feels something.

Noiz braces himself more firmly against the arm of the couch to frown at him. ]

You can just do it with spit.

[That causes Kouta to stop, and he propped himself up on his elbows, brows furrowed disapprovingly.]

No way. It'll hurt you.

[Just what kind of people had Noiz been with before that this was okay?

Kouta started to stand, going to head towards his jacket where he'd stashed the necessities.]

[ Noiz is at a loss for words for once. Turning further, he watches Kouta get up and then return with the lube. ]

...it won't hurt me.

[ He stays where he is, bending his knees slightly and feeling both on guard and taken very off guard. Right now he still doesn't understand what Kouta wants. Watching him warily, Noiz curls his toes again in the fabric of the couch, squeezing them in until he feels a dull ache. ]

what!! what about it!!!!

u kno oh u kno

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

AUGH DON'T REMIND ME

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oops forgot my betanoiz icons

after you worked so hard on them

and after how scarred they make you

don't be rude

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