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.
[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ 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. ]
[In retaliation for all the rude things that Noiz had been saying unprovoked earlier, Kouta didn't go along with his unspoken request to move in closer. Instead, he pressed more harshly against Noiz's prostate, smirking against his neck.]
Don't you know I'm old? It makes me very slow, so who knows when I'll get you to cum again.
[ That's obviously a lie. Noiz wants to roll his eyes at him, but at the sudden increased pressure, it's all he can do to groan and throw his head back against the arm of the sofa.
He takes a couple of deep, fast, breaths. Dammit. ]
You were talking a big talk earlier. You give up already, old man?
I think, [Kouta punctuated it with a bit more pressure before easing off, making Noiz have to really shift to feel his fingers] that you just like to hear yourself talk. Is that a turn on for you?
[Because he enjoyed giving Noiz pleasure as much as he enjoyed withholding it if he was going to be a little shit. And even though he looked good all flushed and gasping for breath, Kouta was patient and he had all night.]
[That admission had Kouta drawing in a breath, his eyes widening slightly in arousal. The thought of Noiz's mouth on his aching cock was a nice one, and it made him a bit impatient to get Noiz off so he could see just how good Noiz was with his mouth.
But he didn't want to seem too eager, so instead he just rubbed at Noiz's prostate maddeningly light, enough for the pressure to be felt but not enough to get him off.]
Yeah? I think you're better at insults than anything else.
[ A use that's rude, certainly, but a use nonetheless. Noiz grits his teeth and tries to pin Kouta with his harshest look. He pulls on his hair again. ]
Do you want to find out how good I am at other things, or not?
[Kouta tried to sound disapproving at how Noiz tugged at his hair, but well, there was a reason he kept it long. Other than it making him look dashing. He grit his teeth slightly, and though he didn't mean to, he pressed harsher against Noiz's prostate, breath stuttering slightly.]
I'm fine with trying to teach you some manners first.
[ Noiz wants to protest, to fight it, especially when his yanking on Kouta's hair gets him a little bit more of the pressure he now so craves. But that isn't what Kouta wants, apparently.
Manners. ]
If I behave, then... [ He digs his teeth into his lower lip harder, until it hurts even him. ] ...then you have to make me cum.
[ And that is the only deal he's going to strike right now. ]
[Oho so it seemed like Noiz could be reasonable. Kouta shot him an amused grin, but rewarded him with more pressure against his prostate, messaging against it rhythmically.]
Deal.
[With his other hand, he swiped at Noiz's lower lip with his thumb to make him stop biting at it so harshly. He replaced the thumb with his mouth, upping the intensity of his fingers.]
[ Noiz inhales sharply when Kouta touches his mouth. A moment later, he gasps again into the sudden kiss, both from the shift in weight distribution and the heady press of fingers to his prostate.
It's like fire in his groin. ] Nn—hnn—Kouta, fuck! [ Clawing at his hair, Noiz gets enough leverage to buck against his fingers. It's enough encouragement for him to moan a request instead of a demand. ]
[Noiz's nails digging into his scalp made Kouta growl low in his throat, pleasure raking through him in white hot lines. Normally, he would have made Noiz at least say 'please' but truthfully his patience wasn't limitless despite all of his talk to the contrary. Noiz insinuating he was good with his mouth was enough to make him eager to see just how good he was, and his own aching hardness that had been on the backburner reared up in the forefront of his mind.
So unless Noiz told him it was painful, he pressed as hard as he dared against Noiz's prostate, slicking in a third finger to rub along it all at once. He kissed up along Noiz's jaw, going back to his ears to help get him off faster.]
[ The pressure mounts and mounts. Noiz digs his teeth into his lower lip again, trying to muffle his desperate whimpering as the pleasure starts feeling real to him. He can feel how hard his dick is and how hot his body is. The overwhelming waves of stimulation from his prostate finally wash over him, over his head, and he starts to come. ]
K-Kouta.
[ Is he actually stuttering? Embarrassing. Noiz digs his teeth into his lip so hard that he tastes blood, forcing himself to not make much noise despite the additional stimulation to his ears as he releases in messy streaks onto his own chest. With an effort, he turns to try and kiss Kouta on the mouth again. He needs to have that contact along with the feeling that Kouta brought him with just his fingers. He needs to taste him again. ]
[It really was criminal how adorable Noiz was when he was cumming, but then again, it must have been the stuttering and the way he reached out for him that touched him. It was so unlike how guarded and prickly Noiz normally was that Kouta gave into him immediately, kissing him and tasting blood. He swiped his tongue against Noiz's lower lip to lap up as much of it as possible, smirking as he drew back after a few minutes.]
So?
[Look he had done a great job and he was going to get rewarded for it one way or another.]
[ Once their lips part, Noiz sprawls out. He can still feel throbbing aftershocks. It really was a good one, but he doesn't want to admit it to Kouta. He frowns.
Despite the frown, the remnants of that intense climax are still holding on. Noiz starts to pull his arms and legs towards his core, wanting to hold on even longer. ]
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[ 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.
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[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.]
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I want to know what else you want out of this. If it really gets you off.
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He used his tongue to toy with the piercings along Noiz's cock, exploring them all leisurely.]
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[ 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. ]
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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.]
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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.
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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.]
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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. ]
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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.
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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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Don't you know I'm old? It makes me very slow, so who knows when I'll get you to cum again.
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He takes a couple of deep, fast, breaths. Dammit. ]
You were talking a big talk earlier. You give up already, old man?
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[Because he enjoyed giving Noiz pleasure as much as he enjoyed withholding it if he was going to be a little shit. And even though he looked good all flushed and gasping for breath, Kouta was patient and he had all night.]
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Maybe.
[ Biting on his lower lip with all his sharp teeth, Noiz shoots Kouta a hard look. ]
I like putting my mouth to use.
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But he didn't want to seem too eager, so instead he just rubbed at Noiz's prostate maddeningly light, enough for the pressure to be felt but not enough to get him off.]
Yeah? I think you're better at insults than anything else.
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[ A use that's rude, certainly, but a use nonetheless. Noiz grits his teeth and tries to pin Kouta with his harshest look. He pulls on his hair again. ]
Do you want to find out how good I am at other things, or not?
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[Kouta tried to sound disapproving at how Noiz tugged at his hair, but well, there was a reason he kept it long. Other than it making him look dashing. He grit his teeth slightly, and though he didn't mean to, he pressed harsher against Noiz's prostate, breath stuttering slightly.]
I'm fine with trying to teach you some manners first.
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Manners. ]
If I behave, then... [ He digs his teeth into his lower lip harder, until it hurts even him. ] ...then you have to make me cum.
[ And that is the only deal he's going to strike right now. ]
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Deal.
[With his other hand, he swiped at Noiz's lower lip with his thumb to make him stop biting at it so harshly. He replaced the thumb with his mouth, upping the intensity of his fingers.]
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It's like fire in his groin. ] Nn—hnn—Kouta, fuck! [ Clawing at his hair, Noiz gets enough leverage to buck against his fingers. It's enough encouragement for him to moan a request instead of a demand. ]
Do it harder... Kouta.
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So unless Noiz told him it was painful, he pressed as hard as he dared against Noiz's prostate, slicking in a third finger to rub along it all at once. He kissed up along Noiz's jaw, going back to his ears to help get him off faster.]
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K-Kouta.
[ Is he actually stuttering? Embarrassing. Noiz digs his teeth into his lip so hard that he tastes blood, forcing himself to not make much noise despite the additional stimulation to his ears as he releases in messy streaks onto his own chest. With an effort, he turns to try and kiss Kouta on the mouth again. He needs to have that contact along with the feeling that Kouta brought him with just his fingers. He needs to taste him again. ]
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So?
[Look he had done a great job and he was going to get rewarded for it one way or another.]
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Despite the frown, the remnants of that intense climax are still holding on. Noiz starts to pull his arms and legs towards his core, wanting to hold on even longer. ]
Don't get so cocky.
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