[ this is a predictable escalation, but one kaiser is fine with taking; he exhales as he groans at the friction. just that much is enough to get him half-hard and well on the way to full mast, but when kaiser does his normal replay of this, he will remind himself that he had just undergone quite a bit of stimulation. also he's nineteen, doesn't masturbate as much as his crude way of talking might make it seem, and has been under extreme mental pressure, this is all understandable— ]
... Yeah, promise. [ his fingers dig into noa's shoulder briefly, a noise pushing up from low in his throat that's hard to classify, some parts self-deprecating, amused, sarcastic, aroused. ] Look... I've even cornered myself for you.
[ where would kaiser even run off to? although, really, kaiser is the one who cornered himself for his own sake: pure flight nor pure fight are feasible options right now, so he can lock down his instincts if they start acting against him.
besides, there's a certain predictability now: even creatures know what to do in this situation without being taught. kaiser wants to laugh again, really, because even allegedly straight boys who've lived in the youth dorms long enough know what to do in this situation? he grinds his hips up, not particularly thinking about whether it'll feel good for noa, prioritizing only chasing his own pleasure by frotting his clothed dick between both of their bodies. it doesn't feel good in a straightforward way — there's an undercurrent of discomfort from all the pressure on him — but it's satisfying. ]
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... Yeah, promise. [ his fingers dig into noa's shoulder briefly, a noise pushing up from low in his throat that's hard to classify, some parts self-deprecating, amused, sarcastic, aroused. ] Look... I've even cornered myself for you.
[ where would kaiser even run off to? although, really, kaiser is the one who cornered himself for his own sake: pure flight nor pure fight are feasible options right now, so he can lock down his instincts if they start acting against him.
besides, there's a certain predictability now: even creatures know what to do in this situation without being taught. kaiser wants to laugh again, really, because even allegedly straight boys who've lived in the youth dorms long enough know what to do in this situation? he grinds his hips up, not particularly thinking about whether it'll feel good for noa, prioritizing only chasing his own pleasure by frotting his clothed dick between both of their bodies. it doesn't feel good in a straightforward way — there's an undercurrent of discomfort from all the pressure on him — but it's satisfying. ]