[ through the small inching of time coupled with the inching of pushing the length further in, noa has to take an abrupt pause as kaiser's body starts to jerk and tense at the same time. one sudden thrust nearly makes him choke, his brow pinching hard as the head shoves roughly against the opening of his throat. his eyes dart up in time to catch kaiser grabbing his own neck, but noa can tell that isn't going to cut it. instinct warns him to act fast or this is going to end badly for both of them.
his hands move with a mix of impulse and purpose, knowing the most effective and time sensitive move to make. the left hand grips and seizes the hip to forcibly steady the jerking. his right curls around kaiser's thigh, drawing it in until he can grapple the leg entirely against the crook of his arm. he breathes in slow and steady through his nose and uses his hold on the leg to take the last slide forward, wet lips finally hitting the base.
with that he exhales, feels the salty warmth of precum mixing with his saliva, then inhales again as he hollows out his cheeks and relaxes his throat. like this, the haphazard and rough jerking isn't painful and his gag reflex is easier to control. his body, knees shifting on the mattress and back faintly sore, turns rigid to better support kaiser's erratic movements. now it won't matter how much kaiser jerks, intentional or not, noa's features relaxing as well as he sucks gentle and turns his mouth into a warm sleeve. his eyes shut to a half-lid and when his legs adjust he can feel how hard he is. it's a shame he can't relieve some of that right now with his hand, not while kaiser can't control his body.
it's obviously a case of inexperience. his left hand carefully leaves the hip for a moment to reach out for kaiser's free hand, trying to grasp at least the wrist and guide it toward the top of his head. he doesn't have much hair, but what kaiser can grab at toward the front should at least stabilize him as his body bucks and thrusts in a desperate rush to reach climax. kaiser is mentally pushing back against his physical reactions to getting swallowed up and that's just so like him isn't it? it's a little funny even. noa expected resistance, but he's impressed at how much kaiser is reigning himself in. however, his labored breathing, his body's struggle between giving in and holding onto control, it's all pointing too how much its affecting him. there's no mistaking it, but still he tries to resist. he likes that about kaiser though. the internal struggle he can see in those fierce eyes as he tries to reach and claw at what he wants because he thinks it's what he needs.
noa wants him -- as a rival most of all, in a carnal manner too. he can only have one in the end and he knows what he will pick. for now, he'll take him like this and pull back that horrible urge forming to force kaiser to swallow his own load. that might earn him the broken nose for sure. ]
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his hands move with a mix of impulse and purpose, knowing the most effective and time sensitive move to make. the left hand grips and seizes the hip to forcibly steady the jerking. his right curls around kaiser's thigh, drawing it in until he can grapple the leg entirely against the crook of his arm. he breathes in slow and steady through his nose and uses his hold on the leg to take the last slide forward, wet lips finally hitting the base.
with that he exhales, feels the salty warmth of precum mixing with his saliva, then inhales again as he hollows out his cheeks and relaxes his throat. like this, the haphazard and rough jerking isn't painful and his gag reflex is easier to control. his body, knees shifting on the mattress and back faintly sore, turns rigid to better support kaiser's erratic movements. now it won't matter how much kaiser jerks, intentional or not, noa's features relaxing as well as he sucks gentle and turns his mouth into a warm sleeve. his eyes shut to a half-lid and when his legs adjust he can feel how hard he is. it's a shame he can't relieve some of that right now with his hand, not while kaiser can't control his body.
it's obviously a case of inexperience. his left hand carefully leaves the hip for a moment to reach out for kaiser's free hand, trying to grasp at least the wrist and guide it toward the top of his head. he doesn't have much hair, but what kaiser can grab at toward the front should at least stabilize him as his body bucks and thrusts in a desperate rush to reach climax. kaiser is mentally pushing back against his physical reactions to getting swallowed up and that's just so like him isn't it? it's a little funny even. noa expected resistance, but he's impressed at how much kaiser is reigning himself in. however, his labored breathing, his body's struggle between giving in and holding onto control, it's all pointing too how much its affecting him. there's no mistaking it, but still he tries to resist. he likes that about kaiser though. the internal struggle he can see in those fierce eyes as he tries to reach and claw at what he wants because he thinks it's what he needs.
noa wants him -- as a rival most of all, in a carnal manner too. he can only have one in the end and he knows what he will pick. for now, he'll take him like this and pull back that horrible urge forming to force kaiser to swallow his own load. that might earn him the broken nose for sure. ]