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[bottombitch]

[ He's trying, he really is. As fretting and overthinking seems to come all too easily to Aoba, part of him feels a pang of guilt, even though he knows that this wasn't entirely his idea. In a sense he's already said this was a form of repayment - a 'thank you' for today. That's not a bad thing, that's normal except when you're Noiz, whose whole social experience has been a series of business transactions of a sort.

But Noiz wasn't giving the kind of body language that would lend credibility to this second-guessing - there was no businesslike removal of his clothes like the first time, just enough to haul him out of his pants and wrap his crooked fingers around him. The hands roughened by scars run up his thighs as Aoba settles back down again, his legs on either side of him, hands on his broader shoulders.

The brush against the hard length causes Aoba to exhale in a rush, hazel eyes dropping between them as he breathlessly laughs. ]

Are you teasing me? I told you, it's because we haven't... you know.

[ Aoba tries to reassemble a disapproving pout but fails. As much as he'd like to protest, he doesn't have much ground to stand on. It's true, he's worked up and having it pointed out to him so bluntly makes him feel exposed. It doesn't take very much to rile him up into a fluster, and in a moment his mouth is curving into a light smile he tries to fight - a battle he quickly loses. ]

And... I've never felt Noiz' tongue piercing like that before. I'm a little nervous. [ Actually, more like excited but good luck getting him to admit that willingly. ]

[bunnyblock]

[Maybe he was teasing the other--just a little. Not like he'd straight up and say that to Aoba's face right now, though. Honestly, while he wasn't exactly nervous himself--he didn't want to chase the other off either. Just because he was casual and cool-headed in a situation like this didn't mean he should expect the same of the other.

After all, it had taken quite a bit to get the other to loosen up a bit before, back in Platinum Jail--and even then Aoba had been stiff and awkward about the whole ordeal.

So instead, he shakes his head once. Casting a quiet glance up at the other to almost assure him that it was alright to be nervous.]

...I originally got it to see what it'd feel like. [The tongue piercing, he means. His lips quirking up a little as he gazes at the other now. Shifting to wrap his fingers more fully around the other, purposefully being gentle, as opposed to his usual unaware, hard grip.]

You'll have to tell me if it really does make it feel more intense.

[bottombitch]

Did it hurt?

[ Oral with a piercing. This could really go either way - Aoba has heard stories of how they're supposed to feel better but... well. It'll be an experience.

Aoba's breaths are already short and quick, light and excited as he leans back on his elbows, watching Noiz position himself. When he feels his scarred hands on him, he holds his breath, waiting for that slightly rough touch he's come to know. It's not bad by any means, but it's when he feels Noiz actively showing restraint to be as comfortable as he can given his condition that makes Aoba feel restless and vaguely impatient. Grateful too, but Aoba is ever at war with himself when it comes to sex. ]

...Mm. [ He bobs his head as his answer, nodding. Looking down at himself, it's somehow a little less embarrassing that he's this hard with Noiz' fingers wrapped around him, not being touched at all and being so aroused felt weirdly shameful. And of course it's at this moment that the memory of their positions being reversed come to the surface, heightening that sensation to the point where Aoba stifles a laugh. ]

It wasn't very long ago that I was in your place. [ Aoba reaches out and brushes at Noiz' hair. ] Don't bite, okay?

[bunnyblock]

[He can't help a light laugh when Aoba warns him not to bite, his eyes closing a little with a shake of his head. Maybe part of him should be embarassed that he'd asked the other to use his teeth on him before, but he could hardly be blamed. He could feel it better like that, so it was fine, right?

That aside, he had better things to be thinking about. Or more accurately, better things to be concentrating on. Without another real word to the other after the light laugh, he's going to shift a little over the other. Much like with all his other actions when it came to this sort of thing, he shows absolutely no shyness or hesitation before going ahead with them.

Careful at first, letting a breath of warm air touch the tip of the others' cock first, it's not more than a moment after that Noiz's lips touch it, opening his mouth to let his tongue swirl along the underside in the same careful movement. While the warmth of his tongue should be enough, the ball bearing against his tongue swipes cooly against the underside of the others' member as well. Even if, in Noiz' memory, they haven't done this before--that single touch for Aoba might be unexpected as all hell--but at least not entirely unpleasant.]