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[ Noiz is careful to move slowly, almost achingly so, despite how good it feels to have Steve tight and squeezing around his cock, on his piercings. He can control himself, especially when he has good reason to. ]

How does it feel? [ The question is asked in a low murmur as Noiz presses in the last fraction of an inch and their skin rubs together. Noiz moves his torso over Steve, shifting his weight in preparation to move in a few seconds. ] Good? ...better than some noble who doesn't know how to use his prick?

[Steve's tense all the way up until Noiz bottoms out, the breath punching out of him as if this is the first time he's done this when it's not. He'd hoped to come away from their encounter feeling better, less filthy, more in control, and maybe he will but he hadn't expected the hot rush of arousal at Noiz's word.

His cock twitches, hips bucking slightly down, muscles clenching around the cock inside him.]

S'much better. He didn't know what he was doing.

[His knees press to Noiz's sides and pull him in.]

Not like you.

[ With his cock twitching and legs pulling him in like that, Steve's making it obvious he wants to be fucked, and of course that makes Noiz grin and move his hips in a short thrust. ]

I'll make you feel good. [ He promises, voice low and almost soft despite the filthiness of his words. ] Maybe I'll have you come on my cock.

[ Lifting himself over Steve on his arms, Noiz throws his weight behind the next hard thrust. ]

[Steve makes a sound at the first thrust, quiet and appreciative, desperate to have Noiz give him what he needs.]

Yeah, make me feel good. [His brows pinch together, mouth falling open. That's what he wants, to be taken. To give someone the control and let them make the choices. The opposite of what'd happened earlier.] Please.

[His thighs shake, hole clenching around Noiz's cock as the head brushes his prostate. Steve pulls Noiz's hips in and holds him there, breathing unsteady.]

You feel so good.

Well, since you're asking so politely.

[ Noiz inhales sharply at the squeeze of his entrance, but his hips don't stutter as he lets Steve draw him in. He presses against his ass and lets his eyes linger on Steve's face. ]

Tell me what you like.

[ From his early training as a consort and the training his current master has seen fit to put him through, Noiz knows very well how to hold back for the sake of others. Even though he's not being ordered to right now, he's enjoying taking it slow and savoring the sight, watching how the other consort's mouth is soft and slack with pleasure.

Noiz works his hips back and holds onto his thighs for extra leverage when he thrusts into him once more. Once he starts fucking him, Noiz doesn't stop, reaching a regular pace as he continues to meet his eyes with a heated gaze. ]

[Steve's first thought is to sass the other consort, to tell him that he thought he'd made it clear what he liked. This. But then, for the first time in probably his whole life, he thinks before he speaks. Noiz was doing this for him, because he'd asked. He needed this. That didn't mean that it couldn't be more than a memory erasing sexual experience. It could be good, for them both.

Licking his lower lip, he exhales on a deep moan.]

Like it when you squeeze my thighs. When you.. [His eyes roll back at particularly hard thrust.] You look me in the eyes.

[As if they're equals, neither better than the other. Steve throws a hand over his head, gripping the headboard for leverage and to keep the wood from smacking and making noise. He wants to be loud, let everyone hear, but he can't embarrass his mistress in that way. Meeting Noiz's gaze, he arches his back and rolls his hips to meet each thrust, cock bouncing and slapping his belly each time.]

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[ Noiz thinks he can feel the rumble of that moan. Wanting to hear it again, he follows Steve's directions. With a hard dig of his fingers into his thighs, Noiz hefts them up again as he continues to move. ]

I like how you look. [ The sound of his hips slapping against his ass is loud. Obscene, almost. ] Especially when I'm inside of you.

[ With Steve moving fluidly in response to his thrusts, Noiz is already panting for breath as he thrusts harshly enough to shove him towards the headboard. He catches his gaze and holds it—without flinching, intensity burning even hotter as he continues to fuck him. ]

[Steve is by no means a small man. His thighs are thick and corded with muscle, a feature that his former master had wanted and desired to see. That Noiz can lift and manipulate him, but simply to give him pleasure is a heady, overwhelming thing.]

I like how it feels when you're inside me.

[The back of his head hits the unforgiving wood of the headboard but it only causes him to groan and he knows he can come like this. Untouched, with no more than the hard thrusts the other man gives him to push him over the edge.]

Harder. [Steve pushes his hips down, circling and grinding.] Go harder. I'm close.

[ As he keeps up the pace, almost punishingly hard on both himself and Steve, Noiz's eyes flick from his face down to watch how his cock bounces and twitches against his belly. ]

Are you close enough to come without me even touching you? [ Another jab of his hips upward toward his prostate, and Noiz grunts, fingers pressing hard enough into his legs to leave bruises later. ] Come. And I'll lick it off you after... if you want.

[ The smile on Noiz's face isn't quite affectionate; it's too sharp for that. But it's a smile nonetheless. He's enjoying the sight of Steve beneath him and the feeling of his body around his cock enough to be careful and hold his own orgasm back until he can fuck Steve right over the edge. Moving more fiercely, thrusting into him as hard as he can, Noiz fixes his eyes on his face. ]

[Steve nods, groaning brokenly as a hand flies down to clasp over Noiz's on his thigh. He tugs the man closer, bending his legs up and changing the angle of his thrusts to create more contact to his prostate. His whole body responds, a shudder rippling down his core as his thighs shake at the intensity.]

Y-yeah. I want that.

[It takes a lot longer than he's proud of to get those few words out, but one second he's on the edge and the next, he's tipping right over the edge. His back arches and his thighs pinch in, one leg falling to press the flat of his foot to the bed. Cock twitching and muscles clamping down on Noiz's cock, Steve comes hard - harder than he can ever remember coming in the past. His whole body shakes and jerks, stilling as he rides out his orgasm.]

[ Noiz's voice comes out of him in a deep moan, breathless, hot with arousal as he follows the pull of Steve's board hand to fuck him hard the way he wants. He must know his own body (all consorts do). Noiz is not one to deny him what he wants right now.

He sees it the moment Steve starts to come. When he does Noiz presses in as deep as he can, hips flush to his ass, shuddering and struggling to stay up on his hands as his body squeezes tight around him. Exhaling heavily, he murmurs the other consort's name as he bows his head, watching his cum start to drip down his skin. ]

Hn... [ Fuck. Noiz is close, especially after Steve clamped down on him and arched and made noises like that. He holds onto his thigh more tightly, working his hips in small, slow motions until orgasm takes over and his mind is completely washed clean.

As he withdraws, he runs his hand up along Steve's thigh to his knee and moves it down so they can be relaxed.

...and also so he can lie on top of him immediately and begin languidly, sensually licking him clean. ]

[Steve is vaguely aware that Noiz has come. His mind is blissfully blanked out and there's spots spread across the black behind his eyes as he struggles to catch his breath. He knows his body. It's limits and what makes it go off, but he's never experienced anything so intense.

He winces as Noiz pulls out, allowing himself to show discomfort, as brief as it is, because this is another consort and not a master or mistress he has to please.]

Did you come?

[He knows the answer even after he asks it but he can't be fussed to retract the statement. Steve slowly eases his legs down to the bed and lazily drapes an arm down so that he can thread his fingers through Noiz's hair. His cock gives a minute twitch at the sudden warmth of Noiz's tongue but he knows he doesn't have another orgasm in him just yet.]

That.. [He licks his lips.] That was the best sex I've ever had.

Mm-hm. Inside of you.

[ He traces the curves of Steve's stomach, relaxed as it is, lapping at traces of cum. It doesn't actually leave him much cleaner, but that's not why he's doing it.

It also doesn't keep him from looking up and giving Steve an all-too-satisfied smile. That's what he likes to hear. ]

Told you. I know what I'm doing better than some old man who's always paid someone to moan for them.

[Steve can feel it now, the stickiness between his thighs, but it doesn't bother him, never has. He smiles back down at Noiz, a brow arched.]

Don't get cocky.

[If Noiz did, he wouldn't hold it against him. It was the best sex he's ever had and he doesn't want this to be the last time it happens.]

I have to go. [He reaches down to thread his fingers through the blond's hair.] We both do.

They'll notice we're missing if we aren't careful.

[ They've been in the room for a while, that's true. But Noiz's master won't leave until the party is completely winding down, and does Steve's mistress really care if he doesn't show up for a while? Maybe she'll just think that that other old man was spending more time with him.

Rather than let Steve up, then, Noiz shuffles his way down the bed. He arches his back and pushes his ass into the air. It gives him just enough room to push his face between Steve's thighs and draw the flat of his tongue against his hole, teasing at edge and collecting the bit of semen that's dripped out. ]

[At this point, Steve's not sure why he cares one way or the other what his mistress thinks. She'd broken his trust already and he knows he'd be in a worse state if he hadn't had Noiz here to help him through it.

He doesn't expect the consort to leap out of the bed so they can hurry and dress, but he really doesn't expect him to slide down between his legs.]

Noiz, I mean it. We go-gotta. [His fingers tighten in Noiz's hair as his hips buck.] Don't start what you can't finish.

You think I can't finish you again?

[ Noiz speaks to him a little breathlessly, raising himself just enough to make eye contact. The grin is back. ]

Sounds like a challenge to me.

[ And Noiz will never back down from a challenge. He puts his hands on Steve's thighs again, pressing them apart so there's more room for him to rub his lips against his hole and tease it open with his tongue. ]

Well, now I didn't sa-

[Steve wants to argue, he really does. It's in his nature to respond passionately and quickly, letting the other person know what he thinks and feels at any given time ( barring any situation involving a master or mistress ). The problem isn't that he doesn't want to do more or that he doesn't think Noiz can't get him off again and again, he doesn't want them to get caught.

His mistress showed her true colors tonight and he doesn't want to be responsible for getting the other consort into any trouble.]

Ah, Noiz please.

[He's oversensitive but it still feels good. His thighs shake as he presses his feet to the bed to lift and spread them, giving the consort room.]

[ Okay, sure, Steve didn't explicitly issue a challenge. It was sort of implied though. Right?

Noiz took at as one, anyway. When Steve raises his hips, Noiz is quick to put his hands under his ass and brace it higher. With Steve pushing towards him he's able to slide his tongue into him and fuck him with it. Hard, firm thrusts, keeping up a rhythm as well as he can despite how it makes his jaw and tongue feel sore. He presses his fingers in, massaging the firmness of his ass as he does so. ]

[If Noiz considers it a challenge to get him off again quickly, Steve thinks of it as a challenge of his own. Sure, he has his body working against him but he doesn't believe that'll be a problem for long.

Over-stimulation slowly blossoms into the right kind of pleasure, sending little sparks of arousal down his spine. His cock begins to fill, back arching as he whimpers in time with the hard thrusts of Noiz's tongue. The fingers sliding into him are almost more than he can handle, his hips stuttering as precome drips from his cock.]

P-promise you'll be at the next party.

[His fingers slide into Noiz's hair and grip roughly.]

Tell me this isn't the last time.

[Even if it's a lie, he needs to hear it.]

[ Noiz hums, pleased and very audibly so as he feels Steve start to respond and move against him. He has to grip his ass more tightly to make sure he's able to keep tongue-fucking him. It's probably hard enough to leave marks and bruises, but from what Steve told him, no one would see enough to notice unless they were doing something illicit themselves.

As fingers pull at his hair Noiz grunts. The next party... ]

Yeah. [ He laughs breathlessly and surges forward again, lifting Steve's hips up so his legs fall back and he can take a moment to swipe the flat of his tongue along his balls. ] I'll be there. And I'll do this to you again, and again...

[ With a grin Noiz circles just the tip of his tongue around his rim before he speaks again. ]

...until I get you screaming my name.

[Steve's hips shift up, muscle memory of the way he'd just been fucked taking over. He's, well, he's already damn close to coming again - at least it feels that way. It might be the sensitivity talking as his cock is only just hard now.]

I- Noiz.

[He's not exactly grateful for what happened earlier in the night or for discovering his mistress' true nature, but it lead him to this and the blond between his thighs. It's a complicated situation to be in because he does feel like it was worth it, already.]

Already am. [Screaming his name, sort of. He's still conscious to be mostly quiet.] That feels good.

Pull my hair.

[ Noiz gives a soft grunt as he rearranges his body, then shoves his face more firmly between Steve's legs again. Tasting his own release, tasting Steve and letting him rock his ass onto his tongue as he gets him off again is enough to have him grinding lazily against the sheets as he continues.

He tries to move once he feels Steve getting close. Keeping his fingers circling inside of him, Noiz returns his mouth to his cock. ]

[Steve twists the fingers of one hand into Noiz's hair, gripping tight and tugging roughly. He maintains a tension that he's only vaguely aware of, the other hand dragging down the side of Noiz's face. The tips brush along the other consort's jaw and press lightly against his own cock inside the blond's mouth.

The only sounds he makes are the breathy moans of Noiz's name and a soft uhn each time the man's fingers move and hit his prostate.

He knows better now, as a second orgasm hits the peak and crests over - never challenge Noiz unless he's absolutely sure he wants to be bested. Steve's muscles tighten as he comes, spilling down Noiz's throat as he gasps.]

[ The hand in his hair is good, a nearly-painful reminder that he's with someone who wants him. Noiz loves that as much as the sensations themselves. Steve is warm against him and inside of him, and Noiz swallows his release without hesitation when he comes.

The taste he could live without, admittedly. Noiz pulls off of his cock slowly, curling his tongue around the head to clean away the last few drops of cum as he sits up and lets Steve down again. ]

You're right, we really should be going.

[ His own arousal can wait or be ignored for now. Noiz is definitely still grinning and satisfied as he slides off the bed and starts fetching his clothes to put back on. ]

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