[Aoba cries out around his hand, jumping slightly in surprise at the sudden feeling of Noiz's mouth on his cock. It feels like every nerve is on fire in a pleasant way and his hand tightly squeezes Noiz's.
It's taking every ounce of strength Aoba has to remain standing, half-curling over the other with a gasp. He can feel everything, every twitch of his fingers or tongue over him and it's driving him mad. He's rough in a way Aoba expected, anticipated even, but was never fully used to; it's almost painful, but he can't find any fault in it.]
Noiz-- [Aoba brings his hand down to speak (if gasping out words and struggling to articulate them could be called 'speaking') after a few moments, his tone urgent] If you don't stop I'm going ot-- It's too soon to-- [He can't fully get it out, but he knows that if they keep up this pace he's going to end up cumming before they even get to the main event.]
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It's taking every ounce of strength Aoba has to remain standing, half-curling over the other with a gasp. He can feel everything, every twitch of his fingers or tongue over him and it's driving him mad. He's rough in a way Aoba expected, anticipated even, but was never fully used to; it's almost painful, but he can't find any fault in it.]
Noiz-- [Aoba brings his hand down to speak (if gasping out words and struggling to articulate them could be called 'speaking') after a few moments, his tone urgent] If you don't stop I'm going ot-- It's too soon to-- [He can't fully get it out, but he knows that if they keep up this pace he's going to end up cumming before they even get to the main event.]