A long time? [He gives the other a look--something curious, balanced over something questioning as the other flushes and fumbles, his hands pushing back against Noiz' own all too easily. He can tell there's something Aoba's not quite saying--but Noiz is the last man on earth to argue with someone about 'words going unsaid', or something to that effect.

So instead, he just lets something of a smirk run up his face as he leans in, his nose bumping against Aoba's in a none-too-suggestive way. He can hear the other breathe at this close quarters, and he's sure he can almost feel the others' heartbeat in his wrists where he's actively holding back on squeezing the other too hard.]

Well, that makes it fair to both of us.

[A weird, confusing thing to say enough, but he says it with no degree of nervousness as he takes another step forward, attempting to have Aoba move backwards with him.]

Because technically, this will be my 'first' time, you know.

[He looks at him, honestly--no hint of any falsehood in his glance. His last time fooling around with Aoba had been his first time having another have his hands on him, so what he was planning now...]

So it's fine, if you behave funny.