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.
[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. ]
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.]
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. ]
[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. ]
[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. ]
[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.]
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. ]
[ 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. ]
[Even if what Noiz was saying was the truth, the lost and surprised expression on his face was enough to solidify that Kouta had made the right choice. He would have liked to go back to meet all of the people that had thought it was a good idea to fuck Noiz without lube like it was a given and punch them in the gut so hard they wouldn't be able to get it up again.
But he couldn't, so instead he'd settle for the next best thing, which was helping Noiz raise his standards and not be afraid to ask for better. He settled back on the couch, lubing up his fingers and pressing one in.]
[ Noiz turns so his back is completely braced against the arm of the couch and moves his feet to give Kouta room. Going along with him now is still strange, grating. He doesn't know why Kouta is being nice. He can't be feeling anything from this. ]
Sometimes. Because I could actually feel it when they fucked me.
[ Right now he can feel Kouta's finger, too, but mostly because it's big and the first thing to really enter him. Noiz squirms on his hand, bumping against his knuckles, taking it deeper and squeezing around it. ]
[People had different abilities to feel, after all, though Kouta normally dealt with people who seemed so sensitive they could come just by the wind blowing a certain way. It would be a bit trickier dealing with the other side of the spectrum, but he would do his best.
He slid in another finger since Noiz didn't seem to be lying about not feeling it much, scissoring them apart inside him to try to gauge what exactly he could feel. When he answered, it was mostly absent-mindedly.]
Because I want to. You deserve to feel good too, Noiz.
[Well, so much for thinking it would just be difficult to stimulate Noiz. Even with him two fingers deep and scissoring, it really did seem like he wasn't feeling any of it. But more importantly, Kouta felt the need to kiss him just then, moving up to do so.]
There's no such thing as normal. And it seems like to me you can still feel what's important.
But I can't. I don't feel things like a normal person does, so I don't know what it's like.
[ It's his emotions that are unsettling him, but the only way Noiz knows to react is to act out. He gives Kouta a sour look and starts to back up, squirming away from his fingers until he's got nowhere else to go with the couch arm blocking his way. ]
[It seemed like understanding was going to be hard won in spurts and that there was going to be push back no matter what Kouta said, so he let Noiz put physical distance between them, watching him carefully.]
It just means I'm going to have to work harder.
[It was said calmly, more an assessment than a judgment, Kouta sitting back as he looked at Noiz curiously.]
Does it bother you that you don't feel that much physically?
[ The lack of response takes the wind out of Noiz's sails. He sinks back down against the upholstery, knees knocking together and chin pulled down as he looks up steadily at Kouta.
He isn't lying. Noiz can tell that much. After another pause he answers, words coming slowly. ]
Yeah. Of course it does. [ Frowning, Noiz pulls his legs closer to himself. ] It means I'm not normal. I'm messed up. And it means I hurt people because I don't know what it's like.
[It might seem laughable that someone as tiny as Noiz could hurt someone, but if he hadn't been able to understand or feel pain, it was possible he had gone too far in the past. Kouta reached out to rub a soothing hand against the top of Noiz's knee.]
We should establish boundaries and safe words then, so you don't hurt me on accident.
[He paused to let that suggestion sink in before adding:]
You worrying about other people sounds pretty normal and not at all messed up to me.
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He let his hands drift down lower, squeezing at Noiz's ass.]
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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. ]
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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.]
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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.
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[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?
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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. ]
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[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.]
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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.
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[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.]
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Now that he does feel. ]
Mm... harder. [ He can still go harder, though. ] Then lick it.
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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.]
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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.
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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?
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Noiz braces himself more firmly against the arm of the couch to frown at him. ]
You can just do it with spit.
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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.]
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...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. ]
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But he couldn't, so instead he'd settle for the next best thing, which was helping Noiz raise his standards and not be afraid to ask for better. He settled back on the couch, lubing up his fingers and pressing one in.]
It might not hurt, but did it feel good to you?
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Sometimes. Because I could actually feel it when they fucked me.
[ Right now he can feel Kouta's finger, too, but mostly because it's big and the first thing to really enter him. Noiz squirms on his hand, bumping against his knuckles, taking it deeper and squeezing around it. ]
I don't... know why you're doing this.
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[People had different abilities to feel, after all, though Kouta normally dealt with people who seemed so sensitive they could come just by the wind blowing a certain way. It would be a bit trickier dealing with the other side of the spectrum, but he would do his best.
He slid in another finger since Noiz didn't seem to be lying about not feeling it much, scissoring them apart inside him to try to gauge what exactly he could feel. When he answered, it was mostly absent-mindedly.]
Because I want to. You deserve to feel good too, Noiz.
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I can't feel anything. Except for my tongue. Ever since I've been born, I haven't been normal.
[ Kouta just doesn't get it. Noiz doesn't deserve any of this. ]
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[Well, so much for thinking it would just be difficult to stimulate Noiz. Even with him two fingers deep and scissoring, it really did seem like he wasn't feeling any of it. But more importantly, Kouta felt the need to kiss him just then, moving up to do so.]
There's no such thing as normal. And it seems like to me you can still feel what's important.
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But I can't. I don't feel things like a normal person does, so I don't know what it's like.
[ It's his emotions that are unsettling him, but the only way Noiz knows to react is to act out. He gives Kouta a sour look and starts to back up, squirming away from his fingers until he's got nowhere else to go with the couch arm blocking his way. ]
Isn't that not normal?
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It just means I'm going to have to work harder.
[It was said calmly, more an assessment than a judgment, Kouta sitting back as he looked at Noiz curiously.]
Does it bother you that you don't feel that much physically?
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He isn't lying. Noiz can tell that much. After another pause he answers, words coming slowly. ]
Yeah. Of course it does. [ Frowning, Noiz pulls his legs closer to himself. ] It means I'm not normal. I'm messed up. And it means I hurt people because I don't know what it's like.
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We should establish boundaries and safe words then, so you don't hurt me on accident.
[He paused to let that suggestion sink in before adding:]
You worrying about other people sounds pretty normal and not at all messed up to me.
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