Even the slight vibration as Tetchō shudders draws a small gasp from Jouno, though he manages to keep from being too loud -- stubbornly so, knowing he had just complained about exactly that. It's hard to keep quiet, though, especially as Tetchō's hands start to wander. His breathing quickens, hot against the kiss, which, as punishment for Tetchō's bite, he breaks to sink his teeth into the other's bottom lip. It's not enough to completely break skin, but it will certainly leave Tetchō's lip puffy and swollen for a while. For someone who doesn't want their relationship known, Jouno isn't good at not leaving marks.

He swallows harshly as he continues to rub Tetchō's cock, thumb tracing along the vein there. He doesn't care that Tetchō gets hard quickly; if anything, he likes it. He likes the feel of something strong in his hand, and the way Tetchō twitches beneath him as he pumps him. The friction of the water doesn't help his pace, but he manages to get it steady enough.

Tetchō is right to assume that Jouno will decide how things go, but at the moment, Jouno hasn't quite made up his mind. As much as he's craving feeling Tetchō inside of him, he's also aware of just how loud he can get. He's quieter -- for the most part -- when it's the other way around, but he also doesn't exactly want to flip them around. It feels much too good being in Tetchō's lap like this.

Then again, from this position, there's also the added disadvantage of Tetchō seeing his face. His cheeks are already flushed from the heat of the water combined with arousal. He's not sure he wants to embarrass himself further.