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.
[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.
[ Noiz just blinks at Kouta for a moment. Coming up with plans and boundaries ahead of time... he's only come up with plans to fuck in various, more exciting ways before.
He won't touch on being normal for now. He only cares now because he's been bad before. ]
Then what do you want me to do?
[ He likes the hand on his leg. Slowly, he extends it, using his foot to hook around Kouta's back and encourage him closer and on top of him again. ]
[ Moving his hands from behind himself, Noiz slowly reaches for Kouta. He's right, this is simple enough. And so far it has felt good. Physically, the stimulation is less than he's used to, but... he feels stable. He feels like Kouta's actually listening to him.
Arms loosely around Kouta's neck, Noiz lifts his head and kisses him. He takes his time at that moment, exploring the shape of him with his tongue. When he's satisfied, Noiz pulls him closer with a short tug. ]
[Even though Noiz had been a bit reluctant in the beginning, it really was astonishing to Kouta that just by being patient and explaining his reasoning honestly was enough to make Noiz seem more receptive in just this short amount of time. It made him a little pissed to think about all the other people that Noiz had been with, who hadn't been willing to take just this short amount of time.
But instead of lingering on that, he opened his mouth to Noiz's kisses, soft noises of encouragement spilling out.
He didn't need too much goading to figure that Noiz was ready, since he had been rather patient and vocal so far, so after Kouta pumped himself a few times and coated his cock in lube, he lined himself up with Noiz's entrance.]
The boundaries apply to you too.
[Even if Noiz couldn't feel pain like others, he was sure he could still feel pressure or discomfort. Kouta eased in slowly at first, instead focusing on kissing Noiz and sucking his tongue into his mouth to see if that seemed to have any effect on him.]
[ There's still some discomfort. Noiz remembers being in his room, and though it was as much of a cage as a home, he at least knew everything that happened in there. He didn't need to think about other people at all beyond transactions through a computer screen.
This is different. It already felt different, and as he kisses Kouta again, Noiz inhales quickly through his nose and tenses up as his tongue is sucked on. When he relaxes again, he lets Kouta's cock in deeper and fill him up. ]
Hahh. [ Noiz moans breathily and moves his tongue to press his piercing to the roof of Kouta's mouth, encouraging. He opens his legs and gets them around his waist as much as he can. ]
[The tongue piercing was definitely new, but Kouta didn't dislike it. The coolness of the metal seemed to warm up against the roof of his mouth, and eagerly he used the tip of his tongue to toy with it. He pulled on it gently, since it seemed that Noiz did indeed feel things when done to his tongue, and started to pick up his pace in fucking into him.
He dragged his mouth away from Noiz's briefly to scrape his teeth against Noiz's ear.]
[ Kouta really listened to him. Noiz drags his nails over his shoulders, groaning louder when the kiss breaks. ]
You can bite the ones in my ear.
[ That will be sensitive enough to feel good too. Noiz tips his head back and braces one forearm above his head against the arm of the couch, breathing heavily as the sensations intensify the longer Kouta fucks him. He turns his face into his shoulder to lick the side of his neck, then makes his way up to his ear to feel the shape of it with his tongue. ]
[He didn't need to be told twice, biting and toying with the piercings in Noiz's ear, laughing slightly as Noiz seemed to get more into it. He shifted to let Noiz explore up his neck, reaching between them to grope along for the piercings he had felt in Noiz's cock.]
You don't have to be delicate with me.
[He wanted Noiz's teeth against him too, both to show Noiz that Kouta could take as good as he got, and because it would arouse him further.]
[ Every extra pinch and tug on his ear adds to the experience. Noiz can feel the arousal more and more, a kind of heat he feels only occasionally.
Kouta's skin tastes of sweat and something else. Kouta's own unique taste. Now that Noiz knows it, he can pick it out from the trees of the forest, or the city. Panting quietly, he claws again at his back and finally bites down hard as he bears down on the hard thrusts. The many points of his teeth feel the resistance, but more importantly, Noiz can taste his blood. ]
[Since Noiz seemed to respond well to Kouta toying with his piercings, he kept it up, trying to time the tugs to Noiz's earrings to his thrusts. But as soon as he felt Noiz's teeth break his skin, he lost his rhythm, groaning at the pain that tempered and added to the pleasure building up.
If this kept up, he was going to come first, so in an effort to get Noiz off, he shifted so that Noiz's hips were shifted upwards more, helping him thrust in deeper.]
[ The blood signals that Noiz bit harder than he'd really meant to, but he feels the extra rush of Kouta's arousal and so doesn't break away. He licks softly at the teethmarks anyhow, tasting his salty blood and closing his eyes to really absorb it.
The sudden movement takes him by surprise. At the shift, Kouta's dick strikes another angle inside of him and Noiz inhales swiftly in surprise. ]
Hah—! Harder. [ He wraps his arms around Kouta and puts his face back in the crook of his neck, tensing as much as he can to get the most out of the sensation of being fucked hard. ] Close. I'm close.
[How Noiz had reacted to him in the beginning, walled off and antagonistic, was a pretty stark contrast to how he was clinging to him now. Stark, and pretty cute. Kouta shifted so the angle was a bit more punishing, slamming forecfully into him. He had to toss a hand up against the arm of the couch to keep himself stable as he pounded into Noiz, grunting with effort.]
[ Held so tightly, Noiz doesn't have anywhere to go, and he doesn't want to get away. He sinks his hands into Kouta's hair and pulls him down as he's fucked. ]
Mm—close.
[ But not close enough. Even though he tightens up and keeps biting down a few more times on Kouta's skin, Noiz doesn't quite come, though his cock is hard against his stomach. ]
[It took a bit of situating, but Kouta leaned forward to snag one of Noiz's ear piercings in his teeth, toying with it as he fucked into him. If Noiz wasn't going to come soon, Kouta was in danger of coming first.
A bit frantically, he reached between the both of them to pump at Noiz's cock as well, not caring for finesse.]
[ Noiz's body jerks, body cinching towards that pressure and heat. The hand on his cock, the pull on his piercings, almost painful, get him over the edge. ]
Ah—
[ When he finally comes, Noiz groans even louder than he'd expected himself to. He finishes messily over his own chest. He leaves a few violent scrapes on the parts of his body closest to him. ]
[Noiz looked really good when he came, his expression smoothed of his usual annoyed frown, and even with his nails leaving marks all over him, Kouta still leaned in to press kisses up along the column of his throat encouragingly.
He snorted at that less than stellar praise, turning to look at Noiz with amusement.]
Yeah well, this old man still has more tricks up his sleeve. You ready for the next round or should I give you a few minutes?
[ Noiz tilts his head back and purses his lips to return the kiss. His legs are still around Kouta's waist, and he just lets them slide down clumsily. ]
What are you going to try now?
[ And he's using a bony knee to hit Kouta lightly in the ribs. ]
[Even though Noiz was hitting into Kouta's ribs, it wasn't rough, but enough to be annoying. He swatted at Noiz's leg slightly, letting his hand trail down to the ankle, rooting Noiz's foot to the couch.
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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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He won't touch on being normal for now. He only cares now because he's been bad before. ]
Then what do you want me to do?
[ He likes the hand on his leg. Slowly, he extends it, using his foot to hook around Kouta's back and encourage him closer and on top of him again. ]
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Green means keep what you're doing. Yellow means slow down. Red means stop. Easy enough, right?
[He paused, letting that last kiss linger.]
And kiss me.
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Arms loosely around Kouta's neck, Noiz lifts his head and kisses him. He takes his time at that moment, exploring the shape of him with his tongue. When he's satisfied, Noiz pulls him closer with a short tug. ]
I'm ready.
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But instead of lingering on that, he opened his mouth to Noiz's kisses, soft noises of encouragement spilling out.
He didn't need too much goading to figure that Noiz was ready, since he had been rather patient and vocal so far, so after Kouta pumped himself a few times and coated his cock in lube, he lined himself up with Noiz's entrance.]
The boundaries apply to you too.
[Even if Noiz couldn't feel pain like others, he was sure he could still feel pressure or discomfort. Kouta eased in slowly at first, instead focusing on kissing Noiz and sucking his tongue into his mouth to see if that seemed to have any effect on him.]
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This is different. It already felt different, and as he kisses Kouta again, Noiz inhales quickly through his nose and tenses up as his tongue is sucked on. When he relaxes again, he lets Kouta's cock in deeper and fill him up. ]
Hahh. [ Noiz moans breathily and moves his tongue to press his piercing to the roof of Kouta's mouth, encouraging. He opens his legs and gets them around his waist as much as he can. ]
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He dragged his mouth away from Noiz's briefly to scrape his teeth against Noiz's ear.]
I like these piercings of yours.
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You can bite the ones in my ear.
[ That will be sensitive enough to feel good too. Noiz tips his head back and braces one forearm above his head against the arm of the couch, breathing heavily as the sensations intensify the longer Kouta fucks him. He turns his face into his shoulder to lick the side of his neck, then makes his way up to his ear to feel the shape of it with his tongue. ]
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You don't have to be delicate with me.
[He wanted Noiz's teeth against him too, both to show Noiz that Kouta could take as good as he got, and because it would arouse him further.]
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Kouta's skin tastes of sweat and something else. Kouta's own unique taste. Now that Noiz knows it, he can pick it out from the trees of the forest, or the city. Panting quietly, he claws again at his back and finally bites down hard as he bears down on the hard thrusts. The many points of his teeth feel the resistance, but more importantly, Noiz can taste his blood. ]
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If this kept up, he was going to come first, so in an effort to get Noiz off, he shifted so that Noiz's hips were shifted upwards more, helping him thrust in deeper.]
C'mon Noiz-
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The sudden movement takes him by surprise. At the shift, Kouta's dick strikes another angle inside of him and Noiz inhales swiftly in surprise. ]
Hah—! Harder. [ He wraps his arms around Kouta and puts his face back in the crook of his neck, tensing as much as he can to get the most out of the sensation of being fucked hard. ] Close. I'm close.
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Good, I want you to come for me.
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Mm—close.
[ But not close enough. Even though he tightens up and keeps biting down a few more times on Kouta's skin, Noiz doesn't quite come, though his cock is hard against his stomach. ]
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A bit frantically, he reached between the both of them to pump at Noiz's cock as well, not caring for finesse.]
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Ah—
[ When he finally comes, Noiz groans even louder than he'd expected himself to. He finishes messily over his own chest. He leaves a few violent scrapes on the parts of his body closest to him. ]
...not bad for an old man.
/gently googling prostate massages
He snorted at that less than stellar praise, turning to look at Noiz with amusement.]
Yeah well, this old man still has more tricks up his sleeve. You ready for the next round or should I give you a few minutes?
google harder
[ Noiz tilts his head back and purses his lips to return the kiss. His legs are still around Kouta's waist, and he just lets them slide down clumsily. ]
What are you going to try now?
[ And he's using a bony knee to hit Kouta lightly in the ribs. ]
augh slave driver
[Even though Noiz was hitting into Kouta's ribs, it wasn't rough, but enough to be annoying. He swatted at Noiz's leg slightly, letting his hand trail down to the ankle, rooting Noiz's foot to the couch.
He met Noiz's gaze levelly, arching an eyebrow.]
Have you ever tried prostate milking?
:^)
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