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.
[ Noiz thinks Kouta should know better than to show any weakness. He bares his teeth in a fake grin.
With his also-slightly-sharp nails, Noiz digs marks into the backs of Kouta's thighs as he moves towards the arm of the couch. He settles himself underneath him and draws his hips forwards until his cock is brushing against his lips. ]
[Noiz's nails digging into his thighs made Kouta hiss, but he didn't pull away. He liked the idea of being marked up so that he could remember this later, if it was as good as Noiz claimed it would be. Huffing, he glanced down at Noiz, helpfully pressing his cock firmer against his lips, as if to remind him of his promise.]
Don't worry, I'll get you off again if that's what you want.
[ Noiz narrows his eyes at him, skimming his nails along his skin. He's deliberate when he parts his lips and slowly allows Kouta's cock to come to rest on his tongue. He's equally deliberate in withdrawing his tongue so that the ball of his piercing bumps against the slit of his cock. ]
It is.
[ So, finally, he'll commit to making the trade. Settling in, Noiz presses the curve of his spine into the couch and pulls Kouta down. He mostly keeps his his lips over his teeth, but his focus is on relaxing completely so that even on the first movement Kouta can slide his dick to the back of his mouth. He keeps his eyes barely open and raises his chin to better open up his throat. The hot, swollen shape of his cock stretching his mouth open is almost as good as kissing. In reciprocation, Noiz gently hums. ]
[Even though Kouta had wanted to keep quiet in order to be a pain in the ass as well, he couldn't swallow down the loud moan he made when Noiz's piercing swiped over the slit of his dick. The smooth metal was a new experience, and he couldn't help but shuddering at the shock of it, involuntarily pressing his hips in closer.
He gripped at the arm of the couch, clenching his teeth together as he felt himself dip even deeper into the hot heat of Noiz's mouth. And when he hummed- Kouta gasped out to feel the metal vibrating against his cock, his nails digging in uselessly into the fabric of the couch. It was a bit shameful how close to the edge he was just from this alone, but he had been trying to keep himself in check for so long there wasn't much left in him to continue for much longer.]
Fuck- Noiz-
[It was definitely worth all of his mouthiness if this was what he was going to get in return.]
[ Maybe he'll get Kouta to touch him all over again, make him cum with those rough fingers and teeth. Moaning softly at the thought, he closes his mouth more tightly around his cock to suck.
Letting Kouta fuck his mouth isn't bad either. He presses his feet into the couch cushions again and pushes himself up, to take him in completely. He spares one hand to grab Kouta's ass for some kind of encouragement. ]
[Since Noiz was being so accomodating and encouraging, Kouta didn't hold back in fucking roughly into his hot tight mouth. He'd already been at the edge so it didn't take him too long before he gritted out a small warning.]
Gonna cum-
[His vision went completely white as he came harshly, his hands digging so harshly into the couch that he was sure he'd have the imprint of it all over his palms. He gasped through the waves of pleasure, a man close to being engulfed. He slumped over onto his side, mindful not to collapse too much onto Noiz, gasping to catch his breath.
[ Bracing against the couch, Noiz keeps his throat relaxed, eyes closing as Kouta finishes thrusting into his mouth. Then all of his sensory world tastes, smells, of him. Noiz swallows convulsively and opens his eyes. Kouta's hard landing makes him bounce slightly upwards. ]
Gross.
[ He makes a show of sticking out his tongue and grimacing, but he does stay where he is, even though Kouta is on top of his arm. In fact, he simply rolls onto his side and pulls himself into the curve of his body, where he shuts his eyes and breathes. ]
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With his also-slightly-sharp nails, Noiz digs marks into the backs of Kouta's thighs as he moves towards the arm of the couch. He settles himself underneath him and draws his hips forwards until his cock is brushing against his lips. ]
I need more positive reinforcement to behave.
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Don't worry, I'll get you off again if that's what you want.
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It is.
[ So, finally, he'll commit to making the trade. Settling in, Noiz presses the curve of his spine into the couch and pulls Kouta down. He mostly keeps his his lips over his teeth, but his focus is on relaxing completely so that even on the first movement Kouta can slide his dick to the back of his mouth. He keeps his eyes barely open and raises his chin to better open up his throat. The hot, swollen shape of his cock stretching his mouth open is almost as good as kissing. In reciprocation, Noiz gently hums. ]
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He gripped at the arm of the couch, clenching his teeth together as he felt himself dip even deeper into the hot heat of Noiz's mouth. And when he hummed- Kouta gasped out to feel the metal vibrating against his cock, his nails digging in uselessly into the fabric of the couch. It was a bit shameful how close to the edge he was just from this alone, but he had been trying to keep himself in check for so long there wasn't much left in him to continue for much longer.]
Fuck- Noiz-
[It was definitely worth all of his mouthiness if this was what he was going to get in return.]
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Letting Kouta fuck his mouth isn't bad either. He presses his feet into the couch cushions again and pushes himself up, to take him in completely. He spares one hand to grab Kouta's ass for some kind of encouragement. ]
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Gonna cum-
[His vision went completely white as he came harshly, his hands digging so harshly into the couch that he was sure he'd have the imprint of it all over his palms. He gasped through the waves of pleasure, a man close to being engulfed. He slumped over onto his side, mindful not to collapse too much onto Noiz, gasping to catch his breath.
Guess Noiz hadn't been exaggerating.]
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Gross.
[ He makes a show of sticking out his tongue and grimacing, but he does stay where he is, even though Kouta is on top of his arm. In fact, he simply rolls onto his side and pulls himself into the curve of his body, where he shuts his eyes and breathes. ]
You smell bad and taste bad.