Worick can't help but chuckle when Noiz pulls a fast one on him, groaning lowly when he feels the soft poke of metal mixing with the warm slickness of a tongue against his jaw.
He moves to pluck the cigarette out of his mouth to set it aside somewhere and aims the smoke out of the direct line of fire that is Noiz's face. There's a pleasant warmth starting at the pit of his belly, prompting him to put his hands on Noiz's ass and squeeze without shame.]
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Worick can't help but chuckle when Noiz pulls a fast one on him, groaning lowly when he feels the soft poke of metal mixing with the warm slickness of a tongue against his jaw.
He moves to pluck the cigarette out of his mouth to set it aside somewhere and aims the smoke out of the direct line of fire that is Noiz's face. There's a pleasant warmth starting at the pit of his belly, prompting him to put his hands on Noiz's ass and squeeze without shame.]
...how 'bout now, mm?