[ to be fair, noa doesn't need to explain it. kaiser knows, he just doesn't want to admit it. ]
Firmly.
[ because his hair tends to go flyaway very easily, not because he's into getting his hair pulled. maybe he is into it, but that has nothing to do with the request! even before that, though, this is a great vantage point for a rare occurrence ever since he finished his growth spurt: michael kaiser glaring upwards, with intensity only a few notches lower than when he's visually lining up a shot.
he has to consider his angle here, but in the end, he decides to play things safe to start out and gauge where he should go with a measured amount of consideration. kaiser places a hand on noa's leg, high up the thigh, and circles the fingers of his other hand around the base of his cock, parting his lips to primly take noa's cock into his mouth and licking roughly at the very tip. he breathes in through his nose, mouth hollowing as he tilts his head so he can wrap his lips around the head of it. instead of sinking his mouth onto noa's dick right away, though, he'll go with the opposite approach — he runs his hand along the underside of noa's member with a touch that can only be described as calculating: some people forget with the power of his shots that they should also be impressed by his precise and deliberative nature. he wants to get a feel of what he's working with here first, to map out mentally the shape and dimensions, like a normal person would. ]
[ his fingers pull back and then push in again, re-threading the strands between his fingers and curling them into a firmer pull. noa likes the glare, has always liked kaiser best when he's at his most focused. a criticism he won't voice is he thinks kaiser gets fired up too easily, when he should instead simmer down and approach his situation with calculated chill. it's a simpler matter to do in a controlled environment compared to being on pitch with twenty other players coming at you from all different directions. right now it's only the two of them and the intensity that comes with the push and pull of a one on one.
if kaiser is a very normal person for approaching a blowjob with meticulous calculation, then noa is equally normal for focusing on kaiser like he's an animal at the zoo. he feels the sensations of course, the texture of the tongue scraping against the head, fingers mapping his cock, but they are happening to him and also to someone else entirely. this isn't exclusive to kaiser's approach, but simply how noa is always trapped in his own head. it takes a lot for his mind to turn off and just be in the moment, experience what he's feeling for what it is and not dwell on what it means. this is far more true when he's not the one initiating or taking charge of the action.
he's not going to tell kaiser what to do though. that would taint the entire point of this little tryst. he wants to see what kaiser thinks and does and gauge what he thinks it even means to service someone else. of course he should then expect an evaluation at the end of this, even if it's a short one. ]
[ kaiser is absolutely aware that he is getting a post-blowjob evaluation from this, and if anything, he will be more relieved if it's spoken out loud. because if it's really bad, then he imagines noa will say nothing at all because he has no expectations of kaiser anymore, leaving kaiser to stew in his own mind over where he went so wrong — and there's no worse place for kaiser to be but in his own mind. as for why he thinks noa would do that? well, it's what kaiser would do, unfortunately.
he doesn't expect guidance, and would probably be upset if noa tried to provide it. he also is telling himself that he doesn't care whatever is going through noa's deranged mind, he just has to focus on the task at and in hand. for all of kaiser's physical freak attributes, he is aware that he has a gag reflex — a weaker one than average, but it's there. kaiser has also never tried to cram anything particularly large of note down his mouth before because he has been chronically lazy every time somebody made the mistake of trying to do anything sexual with him. he is floating into uncharted territory here; he needs to
is it strange to have a thing against opening his mouth too wide? if it is, kaiser doesn't want to know, but he feels like it's weirdly uncivilized, perhaps because he's made up some fake concept of demureness in his mind. reluctantly, he drops his jaw, the entire center of gravity in his body shifting slightly as he readjusts his posture to lean in, sticking his tongue out slightly as he begins to bob his head up and down at a steady, controlled pace, pushing noa's dick further into his mouth with every forward movement. he is telling himself he has pretty privilege, so this doesn't look awkward, everything he does is hot, actually. he's just about got his mouth filled up when kaiser abruptly draws back and looks up, expression dire. ]
This is warm-up. [ so they're on the same page... ] This doesn't count.
[ count for what?? well, in deranged world where everything is a competition... because that's where kaiser lives. and unfortunately, noa lives down the street. ]
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Firmly.
[ because his hair tends to go flyaway very easily, not because he's into getting his hair pulled. maybe he is into it, but that has nothing to do with the request! even before that, though, this is a great vantage point for a rare occurrence ever since he finished his growth spurt: michael kaiser glaring upwards, with intensity only a few notches lower than when he's visually lining up a shot.
he has to consider his angle here, but in the end, he decides to play things safe to start out and gauge where he should go with a measured amount of consideration. kaiser places a hand on noa's leg, high up the thigh, and circles the fingers of his other hand around the base of his cock, parting his lips to primly take noa's cock into his mouth and licking roughly at the very tip. he breathes in through his nose, mouth hollowing as he tilts his head so he can wrap his lips around the head of it. instead of sinking his mouth onto noa's dick right away, though, he'll go with the opposite approach — he runs his hand along the underside of noa's member with a touch that can only be described as calculating: some people forget with the power of his shots that they should also be impressed by his precise and deliberative nature. he wants to get a feel of what he's working with here first, to map out mentally the shape and dimensions, like a normal person would. ]
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if kaiser is a very normal person for approaching a blowjob with meticulous calculation, then noa is equally normal for focusing on kaiser like he's an animal at the zoo. he feels the sensations of course, the texture of the tongue scraping against the head, fingers mapping his cock, but they are happening to him and also to someone else entirely. this isn't exclusive to kaiser's approach, but simply how noa is always trapped in his own head. it takes a lot for his mind to turn off and just be in the moment, experience what he's feeling for what it is and not dwell on what it means. this is far more true when he's not the one initiating or taking charge of the action.
he's not going to tell kaiser what to do though. that would taint the entire point of this little tryst. he wants to see what kaiser thinks and does and gauge what he thinks it even means to service someone else. of course he should then expect an evaluation at the end of this, even if it's a short one. ]
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he doesn't expect guidance, and would probably be upset if noa tried to provide it. he also is telling himself that he doesn't care whatever is going through noa's deranged mind, he just has to focus on the task at and in hand. for all of kaiser's physical freak attributes, he is aware that he has a gag reflex — a weaker one than average, but it's there. kaiser has also never tried to cram anything particularly large of note down his mouth before because he has been chronically lazy every time somebody made the mistake of trying to do anything sexual with him. he is floating into uncharted territory here; he needs to
is it strange to have a thing against opening his mouth too wide? if it is, kaiser doesn't want to know, but he feels like it's weirdly uncivilized, perhaps because he's made up some fake concept of demureness in his mind. reluctantly, he drops his jaw, the entire center of gravity in his body shifting slightly as he readjusts his posture to lean in, sticking his tongue out slightly as he begins to bob his head up and down at a steady, controlled pace, pushing noa's dick further into his mouth with every forward movement. he is telling himself he has pretty privilege, so this doesn't look awkward, everything he does is hot, actually. he's just about got his mouth filled up when kaiser abruptly draws back and looks up, expression dire. ]
This is warm-up. [ so they're on the same page... ] This doesn't count.
[ count for what?? well, in deranged world where everything is a competition... because that's where kaiser lives. and unfortunately, noa lives down the street. ]