An AU of maf because I'm thirsty as fuck

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[ Obito had meant it when he had told Noiz that he didn't believe in abandoning his friends. But for the kid's own good, he's avoided him for the most part over the course of the past week, hoping to divert the attention of the other version of himself so that he'd eventually lose interest. Not that he knew just how interested he was. After all, wasn't he just trying to find leverage to use against them all?

What his impression boils down to is that they're still the same person, with the same capabilities and powers. Sasuke made the point that the other one was stronger, motivated by a singular focus that he wouldn't have any chance to match.

If he were younger, he would have insisted that he was just as strong, but through his experiences, all those times he watched his comrades get killed before his very sight, he understands that it's better to be careful and calculated. He isn't naive anymore. A ninja can't rush headfirst into something with no knowledge of the other person. All he can be sure of is that he won't be caught off-guard, and he's going to take the appropriate measures to ensure everyone else around him is safe.

He hasn't abandoned Noiz. They don't know each other too well, but he has an obligation to protect him. He unwittingly dragged him into this mess just because he was an impulsive idiot who got too caught up in the heat of the moment. He's gotten to care about him, beyond that, so he won't let his past mistake lead to a situation where he could possibly get seriously hurt or traumatized.

He's perched outside the window of his apartment, just above the rusted awning hanging over the shopfront below. Nothing out of the ordinary has happened since he came to sit watch, so he stays to just listen to the muffled, shrill noise of a drill being used past the curtained glass of the window. It goes quiet for a while after, so maybe Noiz has turned in for the night. ]

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[ Mumbling against his lips, ] Annoying.

[ AND SEXY. ]

Noiz... [ His fingers reach for his jaw, applying minimal pressure in an effort to coax him to open his mouth. He licks a path between his lips, idly toying with the piercing with the tip of his tongue. ]

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Not one to talk.

[A low mumble against his lips, opening his mouth form him when he's prompted, letting out a low sigh as Obito finally moves to kiss him back, dragging his tongue along the ninja's own.

Without another word, he gives him a tug with that hand on his hip, leading him away from the window.]

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[ He leans forward like he's chasing after him, but instead he's being guided further along and he isn't rewarded with an immediate kiss.

He makes a gruff, low noise of complaint but follows. ]

I didn't - I didn't come here for this. [ Like he's trying to convince himself more than Noiz. ]

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[He'll reward him for following by letting their lips touch again, dragging his tongue under the others' lip before he replies.]

Aa, I know that.

[His other hand twists into the material of his sleeve.]

Indulge me.

No illusions this time.

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[ He eagerly slots their mouths together when he returns, receptive to the languid stroke of his tongue against his lower lip. The part where his scarring begins has little feeling, numb to touch.

Arousal starts to churn in his lower abdomen, tugging at the base of his cock. He can feel himself twitch beneath the heavy fabric of his pants. ]

But what about you -- [ A gloved hand moves over the base of his neck, threading short threads of hair through the gaps of his fingers. ]

Hold still. [ He tugs lightly at his hair, forcing his head back to reveal the slender column of his neck. He dips down, dragging teeth over flesh. Chakra courses through his body, dragging Noiz closer to him through the magnetic pulse of it. It's incredibly hot, almost electrifying to the touch, but Noiz won't feel it. Not until Obito pushes the energy through his skin, and lets it work through muscles and sinew. It restores sensation, remnants of the flow of chakra licking at his broken nerves. ]

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[He's about to comment that he can 'feel enough', but it seems like he doesn't have to. Not when those gloved fingers draw past the piercings at the base of his neck, gripping his hair in that odd, pressurized sensation.

He can't really feel it, but having his hair pulled on is almost enjoyable, as is the harder pressure at his neck when Obito's teeth brush over the front of it.
And then it's almost electric, the way sensation pours into his body. Like hot water being poured over ice, he can feel it crackling down his spine and it rewards the other with a sharp, aroused gasp.

The hand on the others' hip re-adjusts its grip as feeling creeps into his fingers, his eyes squeezing shut. He's not used to feeling, so it's far more intense when he's suddenly aware that every cell in his body has life. His eyes open, and he gives Obito a very heated, almost intoxicated look.

His hands give him another pull--this time, very obviously towards his bed.]

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[ He doesn't resist, but he does make an undignified noise of surprise at the sudden yank forcing him to break concentration. He laughs, though and lurches to be the first to shove the other body down against the bed, crawling half-on-top of him. ]

You okay? Tell me if it's too much.

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[He remembers how long it lasted last time--that is, to say, not long at all. So there wasn't any wish in his mind to let the other escape now before the feeling faded. As his back hits the bed, the hand on the others' sleeve moves up, nails dragging along the side of the others' neck as it trails a path up to the short hairs against the base of his skull.]

I'm fine. [Better than fine, by the actual inflection in his voice this time, not just the same witless murmur.] I'm not letting you run away this time.

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[ He lets out an appreciative noise at the touch, feeling sensation more on the left side of his scalp than the right. He bows his head, shoulders hunched and squared as he looms over the more lithe frame beneath him. His hips settle to press against Noiz', nudging his thighs apart to make space for him to lean the weight of himself on top of him. ]

Don't be a brat. [ Taking his hand, the one not toying with the hairs at the back of his head, he raises his arm and pins his wrist. His grasp isn't rough, but his fingers are tight, applying pressure so he can feel.

He drops low, rolling his hips to encourage him to move and writhe underneath him as he tries to mouth at the underside of his jaw. ]

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[A nudge is all he needs in order to adjust himself on the spacious bed for him, a leg shifting to move over Obito's left hip, letting his heel drag a little against the small of his back as he pulls him in.

Even the slight sensation, the feeling of touch sets his skin on fire, and he can already feel his cock stiffening as the other rolls against him. The weight of another body and the feeling of someone else's hands on him are enough to drive him mad. The hand trapped by Obito's own curls in a little, fingernails pressing against his own palm as he tips his head up, opening his neck up to him.

His own hips lift to meet the ninja's own, the heel of his foot pressing against the others' back to encourage him on.]

--It's hot. [An idle comment, murmured breathily--he doesn't remember it being quite so warm. But this isn't a complaint, that much is clear by how strained his voice is.]

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[ His thighs bracket his pelvis, anchoring him and trapping him against the the space between his legs. He pushes against him, canting his hips and adjusting the angle so that they fit together. Noiz' legs are spread and pushed further against his own body -- hopefully he's flexible. ]

Want me to make it hotter? [ A wry grin. He pulls back to sit on his heels, pulling his vest open and shrugging it off. ]

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Aa.

[A simple answer, a small cant of his head as his hips jerk up against the others', grinding against him with a low murmur escaping out between gritted teeth. Obito will find he's certainly flexible--having such a wiry frame will do that for you.

When Obito sits up, Noiz is going to be quick to follow. He's not wearing the usual odd layers of his strange outfit, so removing the longsleeved shirt he had on takes only one quick motion with both hands. Tossing it aside before aiming to do the same to the other, once that vest is out of the picture.]

...Haa. I wonder...

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[ He reclines, making it a little difficult for Noiz to reach without having to rear up to do so. He tugs at the back of his collar with one hand, removing it by pulling the fabric over his head. He smiles at Noiz once his shirt if halfway down the length of his arms, pulling his glove off along with the sleeves. ]

Is this your first time...? [ He asks with a gentler smile. He won't mention that he's never been with another man before, if they don't count their time together in the space of his illusion. ]

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[He thinks about that. How to answer, not that he's thinking up some sort of lie, but rather--because this is so different, it's so far divorced from any of his other experiences back in Midorijima.]

Not really.

[He won't really count the illusion either--but it was different like this. Not just biological function, but there was something behind it other than just lust or a need to get off.]

I was actually wondering...

If you've ever been serviced before.

[There's that cocky expression.]

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Uh?! [ He's caught off-guard momentarily, shaking his head to snap himself out of his sudden confusion. ] Serviced? What do you mean by that?

[ It could be anything, because this is Noiz.

He tosses his clothes aside, trying to gently push him back down against the bed. He's in control here, Noiz. Let him take care of you...! ]

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[The corners of his mouth very slightly tilt up, letting himself get pushed down. Easy.

It doesn't mean he's going to stop, not when the others' head is close to his again. Fingers curl against the base of the others' skull again, pulling him in closer so he can murmur against his ear.]

I meant...

Have you ever had someone ...

[A free hand moves, fingers dancing dangerously close on the inside of Obito's thigh. Hinting.]

Use their mouth on you.

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[ Oh no.

That is too sexy.

He bristles slightly, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end as a shiver rolls throughout his core. He has to bite his lower lip, arms stiff on either side of Noiz' frame. His cock twitches with interest as he feels the light pressure at his thigh, feather-light and teasing. ]

Of course I have... [ But his voice is strained, breath hitching and drawing off into a wavering little noise. ] Why, are you offering?

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[His hand doesn't pause in its movements, tracing a small circle against the still-clothed skin before aiming closer to home, fingers brushing over the front of his pants.]

And if I am?

[His gaze is locked onto Obito's face, unblinking. teeth showing a little from under his lips... as he clicks the bead of his tongue ring against his own teeth.]

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[ Well.

He can't... hide his reaction. Beneath the firm touch of his fingers against his groin, his cock begins to stir to life. Pressure winds tight in his abdomen, which he reads as lustful interest. He's definitely not running away, if that's what Noiz is afraid of. ]

You don't have to. [ But he really wants you to. His eye shifts, looking off to the side. His headband is still obstructing the left side of his face btw. ]

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[Yeah, not for long. When Obito looks away, the hand that was on the back of his neck slides up, and he'll undo the tie of that headband with a few quick motions from clever, deft fingers. Pulling it up and off of the man's face.]

...idiot.

If I didn't want to, why would I ask.

[As his hand still between the others' legs give him a small squeeze to accentuate it.]

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[ His left eye remains closed, as it always is and he bows his head to make removing the knot easier.

His hips jerk, moving against the squeeze of his hand against his quickly hardening cock. He swallows back a deep groan, his only eye darkening with lust as the dilated pupil darts down. He rakes in the sight of his lean torso, taking notice of the reflective metal of his piercings.

He pinches one of the silver beads nestled against one of his nipples, between his forefinger and thumb. He toys with it before leaning down to pull everything between his lips, sucking hard. He hasn't ignored Noiz' offer, which he tries to make certain to him by rocking his hips into the tight squeeze of his grasp.

His hands roam over the length of the other's back meanwhile, keeping him upright as he drags his tongue around the reddening nipple and the metal framing it. ]

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[He can feel the heat travelling straight down his spine the moment that Obito's thumb squeezes against the metal bar in his nipple. He hadn't really felt them before, but what with his skin buzzing with sensation and life, he now realises why people claimed they were sensitive. When he switches his fingers with his mouth instead, his grip on the other only tightens.

His voice hitches in a low, shivering gasp, the leg still wrapped around Obito's waist tensing, making their hips press together with a needy grind of his own.

His head dips down, pushing his nose into the others' hair as his teeth grit, fingers roaming on the hem of the others' slacks there before a small, musing chuckle escapes between his lips.]

...H...hah. Trying to shut me up? [Effective, he'll admit--but they're both determined in their own ways.]

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[ His teeth sink into his skin, tongue continuing to lave over the hardened nub of his nipple. The smooth metal of his piercing moves against his lips and clacking against teeth as he alternates between licking him and biting down.

He can feel Noiz jolt beneath him, affected by his ministrations. It's incredibly hot, especially with the way he lifts his hips and knocks their pelvises together desperately, like he's trying to rut against him. In answer to the gesture, he tenses his thighs and shoves his own hips down, flattening Noiz against the mattress and keeping him pinned as he starts rocking into him more incessantly. His hands reach for his arms, moving them to his sides so he can use them as leverage needed to keep Noiz obediently still.

He trails open-mouthed kisses down his chest, to his abdomen, dragging the flat of his tongue against his navel. When he's done ... ravishing him, he lifts his head to peer up at the younger man, eye gleaming with mischief. ]

I want you to. Suck me, if you want. I'll tell you how I like it.

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[He'll find that keeping him entirely pinned and in place is easier said than done. Especially when he's dealing with sensations that are entirely alien and exciting, he can feel his body getting roused in ways he's never quite felt before.

When he's pinned, he'll wrap his other leg around the other as the larger man ruts against him, fingernails biting at the others' hands when they make the move to pin him down. How warm he is, above all else, is the most notable thing. He can feel sweat starting to bead against his neck, muscles tightening under the trail Obito makes with his mouth. He's quiet, but with how close the ninja is, the sound of his panting, desperate breaths are hard to miss.]

...Hoh. [He tips his head, looking over at him, a lusty haze having settled over pale green eyes.]

I'll make you feel good.
'Tell me'... haa... is that what you're into?

Sensei?

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