[ is that the answer to his question or a suggestion of what he wants kaiser to exercise? noa might be able to see a metaphorical question mark go up over kaiser's head for a few seconds, if he squints hard enough, but kaiser won't dwell upon it too much. it's probably the former, and he doesn't have much room to ponder it anyways.
kaiser is not unaware that people have noticed this particular bad habit of his. he's seen the "every time he's touched his rose tattoo during a match 💙🌹" thread on twitter because grim showed it to him, with a comment on the beautiful yet tragic symbolism of it all — grim isn't exactly wrong about that. kaiser's eyes close like he intends to drift off to sleep as his breathing slows and deepens, not even remotely panicked at this turn of events now that he's registered this has to happen. it's definitely not a normal reaction to relax when somebody's hand is pressing more firmly on your neck on several levels, but to kaiser, this is a familiar and not undesirable sensation.
he should feel like this every once in a while, he thinks, so he remembers what's at stake.
since his other hand has been freed, he'll blindly drape that on noa's other leg. when noa touches his dick, kaiser rolls his hips up ever so slightly and opens his eyes, but it's almost a touch sluggish — these aren't the usual quick, precise movements usually he brings to everything — and his pupils have constricted slightly, the same way they often do when kaiser is staring down the shot path for a goal with ferocious intensity, except he's not looking at anything at all in the moment. getting choked isn't really a sexual thing for him, but — well, his body's interested, it seems. ]
... More. [ he can handle it. with his right hand, he curls his fingers into noa's thigh, as if to assert that at the very least, he's still in control of his own body. ]
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kaiser is not unaware that people have noticed this particular bad habit of his. he's seen the "every time he's touched his rose tattoo during a match 💙🌹" thread on twitter because grim showed it to him, with a comment on the beautiful yet tragic symbolism of it all — grim isn't exactly wrong about that. kaiser's eyes close like he intends to drift off to sleep as his breathing slows and deepens, not even remotely panicked at this turn of events now that he's registered this has to happen. it's definitely not a normal reaction to relax when somebody's hand is pressing more firmly on your neck on several levels, but to kaiser, this is a familiar and not undesirable sensation.
he should feel like this every once in a while, he thinks, so he remembers what's at stake.
since his other hand has been freed, he'll blindly drape that on noa's other leg. when noa touches his dick, kaiser rolls his hips up ever so slightly and opens his eyes, but it's almost a touch sluggish — these aren't the usual quick, precise movements usually he brings to everything — and his pupils have constricted slightly, the same way they often do when kaiser is staring down the shot path for a goal with ferocious intensity, except he's not looking at anything at all in the moment. getting choked isn't really a sexual thing for him, but — well, his body's interested, it seems. ]
... More. [ he can handle it. with his right hand, he curls his fingers into noa's thigh, as if to assert that at the very least, he's still in control of his own body. ]