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

[ 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.]

C'mon Noiz-

[ 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.]

Good, I want you to come for me.

[ 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. ]

...not bad for an old man.

[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?

I'm ready.

[ 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. ]

Hey, watch it.

[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?

[ Being met head-on, with no defensiveness beyond the hand keeping him from kicking Kouta, takes the wind out of Noiz's aggression. Mostly, anyway. ]

No. [ After responding, Noiz slouches a little more, back curving and chin coming to his chest. ] Have you?

A few times.

[If and when it became relevant, they could dive into his very rich sexual past, but no one had time for that and Kouta wasn't interested in his past partners right now. Just the one in front of him. ]

If it's not something you do often, typically the orgasm is better. I believe the medical term used was 'awesome'.

[He grinned at that, leaning forward to nip at Noiz's bottom lip.]

So? Interested?

[ Huffing, Noiz tips his chin up just as Kouta's teeth come away from his skin. When he frowns his snakebites poke out slightly. ]

I could be. If you really think you can make me come again.

[ He's skeptical, and he thinks for good reason. It's hard for him to come strongly at all, though that show Kouta had put on was impressive. ]

[The frowning was starting to become adorable to him, or maybe it was the knowledge that he was going to get Noiz to come again and give him a reason to stop frowning. Playfully Kouta tugged on Noiz's snakebites with his teeth, before drawing away to reach for the lube again.]

I told you, didn't I? I was going to get you off a few times.

[As he set the lube down within easier reach, he handed a few more of the couch cushions over to Noiz, grinning.]

Get comfortable and spread your legs a little for me?

You said that.

[ But although Noiz is beginning to trust him more, that doesn't mean he's about to believe him about being able to come more than once.

He sets himself up with the cushions behind his back and slides down some more, with his hips up higher for Kouta to reach. He's not totally sure how this is going to work, but this seems like the right way to position himself for prostate stimulation. ]

But you have to prove it.

I'm a man of my word.

[Which he'd also said before, but maybe if he repeated it enough and lived up to those promises, he wouldn't have to in the future.

He smiled confidently before he leaned in and took Noiz's cock into his mouth, working to suck him back into hardness. While it wasn't exactly necessary, he wanted Noiz to feel good and to relax before he started toying with his ass again.]

[ All the pillows make him feel slightly adrift, as now he can only get one foot in a position of leverage on the couch. But this isn't so bad. Kouta's sucking him off, after all. Slowly Noiz begins to settle again, though he does take advantage of his mouth being occupied to talk without getting interrupted. ]

I want to know what else you want out of this. If it really gets you off.

[When Noiz started to speak, Kouta glanced up as if to check to see if Noiz was actually expecting an answer. Since it seemed more like he was just speaking out loud, Kouta decided it was best to up the ante. If he wanted to talk more than he wanted to relax into a blow job, Kouta was doing something wrong.

He used his tongue to toy with the piercings along Noiz's cock, exploring them all leisurely.]

[ Once the piercings get involved, Noiz doesn't quiet down. He's not that easy to shut up. ]

You got some kind of martyr complex? You want me to keep you from coming?

[ With a soft groan, Noiz pushes off the sofa into his mouth harder. The resulting friction on his piercings, this time, is enough to make him bite his lower lip hard and duck his chin towards his chest. ]

[A martyr complex? Kouta can't say he didn't have that for sure, but it was more like he felt in this particular instance that Noiz deserved to be taken care of more than he did at the moment. While he'd ultimately like to get off, he was also enjoying the way that Noiz was moving against him, shocing his cock deeper into his mouth, biting his lip like he was scared to make noises in pleasure but not shy about being rude. He arched an eyebrow at what he was saying before smirking, unrepentant.

Kouta opened up his throat more to take him all the way in, until he felt his piercing hitting the back of his throat, testing his finger against Noiz's entrance to see if he was relaxed enough or if he should tease him more.]

[ Kouta not even being bothered by the possibility sends a frisson of—something through Noiz. He's annoyed, because he's not getting to him. But if he relaxes, which he has to to let Kouta's thicker finger work back into him, Noiz can realize that it makes his thoughts calm down, too. Kouta had meant what he said before.

That feels good. Noiz inhales slowly, driving his heels into the sofa before exhaling. When he does he presses his hips down, taking Kouta's finger in deeper. ]

I guess you can't get hard again that quickly, at your age.

[As far as Kouta was concerned, no matter how rude Noiz was being at the moment, it came from a place of vulnerability. He knew that he was pushing him into doing things he had never done before, emotionally if nothing else, and some people froze up in the face of that. Or shit talked mercilessly. He shot Noiz an unimpressed look at the shot at his virility, but he was definitely welcome to try to test that theory.

In the meantime, he was more than happy to press his finger in deeper, crooking it up to carefully searching for the spot that would bring Noiz pleasure. There, maybe...? He eased on the pace of sucking on Noiz's cock, instead toying with his piercings intermittently.]

[ While the stimulation to his cock lessens slightly, Noiz is surprised to feel himself getting harder still. The press of Kouta's fingers deep inside of his body is still a kind of novelty. But it feels... good. ]

We'll see about your dick later.

[ He's slightly breathless when he pushes his hips down towards Kouta's fingers, towards the growing pressure. ]

[Since it seemed like Kouta had found the spot whereabouts, he added in another finger to start rubbing against it a bit more insistently, pulling off of Noiz's cock. He wanted to see if he could have him come untouched, but also he wasn't going to take all this abuse quietly anymore.]

I hope so, since it seems like I have a few things to prove to you.

[He sat up to suck Noiz's earlobe into his mouth again, toying with that piercing.]

I'll have you singing a different tune soon.

[ Noiz pulls his chin down towards his chest, not quite moving enough to free his ear. He's beginning to feel his breath come faster, a definite sign of arousal. He squirms again and tries to pull Kouta into him. ]

H-Hmm—shut up. And prove it.

[ He sinks his fingers into the mane of Kouta's hair and pulls, back arching as the constant stimulation makes his dick start to fully harden again. His eyes fall shut. It does feel good. But he wants Kouta to do more, to prove everything he's said is true. ]

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