[ Harder is better. Mal nods. He doesn't want to hurt Noiz (unless he wants to be hurt, that is...), but if harder is what he wants, then that's what Mal will give him. He presses his hands into Noiz' back, up over his shoulder blades, then down across his shoulders again. ]
If you want to lie down, I bet I can go even harder.
[ Crush Noiz in between the floor and his own hands. Really put all his weight into the task. He crooks one finger and outlines the shape of the pircings at the nape of Noiz' neck, digging his nail in enough to leave a mark, watching to see if there's any reaction. ]
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If you want to lie down, I bet I can go even harder.
[ Crush Noiz in between the floor and his own hands. Really put all his weight into the task. He crooks one finger and outlines the shape of the pircings at the nape of Noiz' neck, digging his nail in enough to leave a mark, watching to see if there's any reaction. ]
Or maybe I could do something else.