monstertrash | Sword and Shield post because thats what this turned into

Sword and Shield post because thats what this turned into

Who knew that i'd need to make an open window sex Post. But here we go.

Rules:

Ask for any of my boys.
M/M Only because I'm a Yaoibrat.
Commence window fucking.

THE FUCKING LIST STARTS NOW

Windowsex
Hot Springs
Blissed out Fucking
somnophilia
Daddy!Kink
Mirror Kink
Toys
~~Old MEN FEELS~~
Train Arguing/hatesex
THE ULTIMATE FLAVOR EXPERIENCE
LUBE SUMMON
Crossdressing (school uniform?)
Panties
Getting Tattoos??
~~NEW SCAR TRACING?~~
Handcuffs
Awful Sex/Sex gone wrong
DICK BITE
Drunk shenanigans
Carsex
In Charge KING!Noct
THRONE SEX
Slave Leia Gladio Lol
Domestic cute shit+royal duties+husbands
FLOWERS BECAUSE THEY'RE CUTE AND GLADIO IS TSUNDERE
ASS EATING. GLADIO HAS GOOD TASTE
Leather and cuffs
HEEEEYEAH.... I WANNA SCOOP BABEH
RESTRAIN GLADIO
CAMPING FISHING HONEYMOON
ABO SHIT
PRETTY KITTY COLLAR NOCT
Nipple Play
Heats
More Somno but with Sleepy Noct
Furry Shit (BURRS and Cats)
Slavery (both ways)
HATE SEXTING
AMNESIA???

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[The King's eyes are dark and unfocused. All he can feel is the teasing wet heat inside him and the hand on him. It's both too much and not enough at the same time. But then it stops and the whimper Noctis lets out is louder than he'd like to admit. Lips are teasing at the bruise against his thigh and it's not fair. His fingers grip at the sheets again (he might hear a rip, but that's not important). Gladio's teasing at his slit, and he's left empty and wanting.

He finally focuses enough to register Gladio's words. He gives a slight nod in response before he groans and shifts his hips. He doesn't want to feel empty like this anymore.]

Gladio, please...

[Gods, he would give Noctis anything on Eros right now. With a shaky sigh Gladio shifts around, shifting Noctis back into the position with his hips in Gladio's lap, the Ling's legs still around his neck.

One of his now freed hands runs up Noctis' side reassuringly, and he would lean down to kiss him if it would not bend the other in half.

He'll do that later, maybe.]

Please tell me you have lube? I really don't wanna have to find and go put on my pants right now to get some.

[Gladio says, grumbling at his own lack of forethought.]

[Noctis' hips end up in Gladio's lap and he feels that cock press against him. It's almost another tease and he whined as he pressed his hips against him. He's too hot and bothered to really comprehend anything other than the hot desire and the need to be filled. ]

Fuck me...

[The hand on his side is reassuring. Gentle. It brings him back down just enough for Gladio's words to finally register. Lube. Shit. Where did he have lube? He didn't remember bringing any with him on this trip. He had some in Lestallum but...

He lets out a shaky breath and releases his death grip on the sheets. He closes his eyes, concentrates, and in a flash of light, the small bottle appears in his hand. It's an absolute abuse of his power, but if it gets him what he wants right now, he doesn't care.]

[Gladio can't help but laugh as the bottle of lube appears in a spark of blue. Thats too damn funny, but he won't give either of them much of a chance to appreciate it until after they are done.]

You think of fucking everything.

[He says with a groan, and takes the bottle from the other even as his hips shift to press more tightly to Noctis, thick length of his cock sliding against his ass, set right in the perfect position to just take. Neither of them want to wait. It's worth the potions Noctis will be using later, he's sure.]

It's gonna hurt. [He warns the other, even as lube is dripped into the palm of his hand, and he slicks if along the length of his cock.] But I want you so bad, Noct. Promise it'll feel so damn good by the end, all you'll think about is how full you are. You okay with that?

[He teases the thick head of his cock against the rim of the other man's entrance, better, harder, thicket pressure than just his tongue on him before.]

[Gladio gives him a warning, but Noctis doesn't care. He wants to feel full with Gladio's cock deep inside of him. The pain doesn't matter. What matters is that he needs to be fucked right now.]

Just do it.

[It's growled out and he presses himself against that pressure. It's already good, but it's still just a tease and he's tired of being teased. He can feel the cool lube slick against his ass and he just wants to press in. His legs spread just a bit, still hooked over broad shoulders.]

Please...

Love it when you beg. But I'm done making you wait, promise.
[Because Noctis looks up at him with those wide, lustful look, needy and his lips kiss swollen from Gladio going to him again and again to just show his affection. Now he has his King spread out and ready for him- As ready as they can be when they don't want to wait, anyway.

Gladio's large hands hold Noctis' waist, and he turns his head to kiss at skin he can reach, right above the ankle hooked at his shoulder. His thighs part a little to settle against the other better and his hips roll, pushing against Noctis' entrance and the thick head of his cock moving, spreading and forcing it open around it.

He can't help but groan, near startled. The sight is so damn lewd and Noctis' body is hot around him, squeezing him tightly.]

Noctis...

[ Even with the lube and Gladio's tongue, he's not stretched nearly as much as he should be. He can feel the pressure at his entrance and he knows that it's going t hurt. The kiss above his ankle almost distracts him for a moment. It's soft and sweet, and Noctis lets out a sound. His hand reaches out for Gladio's hand sitting at his waist.

Gladio's hips move and the king groans loudly. He's tight and it hurts. He tries to relax his muscles, but he's so tight, and the length entering him is so thick. His fingers tighten around the hand at his waist. His breath comes in pants and he screws his eyes shut. ]

G-Gladio...

Shhh, Noct. I'm here, you're in good hands.

[Hands that are meeting his own, fingers linking in the space between Noctis' own as Gladiolus says soothing little nothings against that leg over his shoulder. Trying to get him to relax, to let him in. Gladio meets so much resistance when his hips push a little more forward again that he groans, pulling back and staring a gentle pace against that resisting body.]

Missed this, missed you. All I want is to make you feel good, you just have to relax for me.

[He must feel impossibly thick like this, too much. Gladio does not want Noctis to go withour reassurance though, and he slowly wraps his free hand around Noctis' cock, to try and bring him pleasure amidnthe pain.]

[ It takes him a moment for the words to register. Every word said against his skin is reassuring. Safe. He can trust Gladio with this. His hand squeezes the other's as he tries to think past the pain and pressure.

He nods weakly. Right, he needed to relax. He takes a breath an opens his eyes. He forces his muscles to relax around that thick length pressing inside. The pace Gladio's set is slow, but with good reason and Noctis just has to endure it until it starts feeling good. Gladio promised it would feel good and he trusted him. This wasn't their first time, after all. ]

K-keep going...

[ There's a hand wrapped around his cock and Noctis lets out a shuddering breath. He groans as he presses his hips into that touch and then soon presses his hips against that thick length inside. He doesn't care if it hurts now. It'll feel better later. ]

[Quiet, soothing, Gladio keeps up with the coaxing. Sweet nothings are easy to forget but the tone of his voice, the gentleness of his touch isn't.

Slowly he moves Noctis' legs, draping them on either side of his waist, still careful as his hips roll forward so the king can take him in. The new position finally lets him lean in to kiss the other- one arm over Noctis' head to hold his own weight as he still strokes the other with his free hand ti keep him into it.

stubble brushing against stubble, he looks deepin those purple eyes, wanting to give Noctis something better to hold onto than the bedsheets.
]

I'm right here, all yours. For the rest of forever, My King.

[ Gladios hips roll forward and Noctis can feel his body slowly start to relax. It's still tight, but there's less resistance than there was before. He lets out a shaky breath as he relishes in the gentleness of Gladio's voice and touch.

He looks into amber eyes. He doesn't have words to say. Nothing can really express how he feels about the man above him. He's knows of the oath made by his shield nearly twenty years ago, he knows the weight behind those words and what they mean. He was there when they when the ceremony to place. But now they mean so much more. He presses his lips to Gladio's. He can't say the right words to let him know how he feels. He doesn't think he'll ever find the words. But then again, he was never good with those kind of things.

He hopes he can at least feel it in his kiss. ]

[Noctis' kiss is sweet and meaningful, Gladio's heart aches from just the promise behind it. He letd out a low sound and muzzles Noctis once the kiss breaks, and feeling the other relax his thrusts push a little deeper, he stays inside of him a little longer on each one.]

I know, I know. Just let me make you feel good.

[Gladiolus adjusts a bit, the angle of his his and fhe way he pushes in to Noctis. He wants to find that spot in him that will help make this all worth it, because as good and as tight as he is around Gladio, he knows it is painful for his lover.

But he still remembers Noctis' body well, no amout of time or other partners has changed that. It won't take him much longer to make his king feel great.

[ Each one of Gladio's movements is slow, deep. He stays in a little longer with each thrust, and Noctis knows it's so that he can adjust. He knows it's so that he can adjust so that this will eventually feel better for him, but he doesn't want him to slow down like this. He breathe's his shield's name, taking in the soothing words and affection.

And then he feels a shift inside of him. Gladio's hips change their angle an-- ]

Ah...Gla--

[ That was something Noctis hadn't felt in a long time. It was hot. It was intense. It made his back arch and his breath hitch. He remembered the feeling, but it had been so long it almost felt new again. ]

[Seeing Noctis react with pleasure instead of pain is wonderful, breathtaking. Gladio purrs his approval and adjusts the way he moves so his thick cock works against. He leans in and kisses along that beaded jaw, so turned on and wanting, and everything about this is so damn intense.]

There you go. Feels good right? Gods you're so tight, I know you can feel every time I move...

[He draws back, considers for a moment, then snaps his hips forward in a harder movement as he works Noctis' cock in hard strokes, just to see if the other is ready to take it thar way. ]

[Gladio and Noctis had been winding down for a quiet evening of King's Knight when the call had come in. It sucked that Gladio could so easily be pulled away on Crown business, but as a Shield to the Prince one day it will be his job to be calling these meetings, informing instead of participating. His Father is a great hand of the King and Gladio has much to learn from him, bug he still had groaned and grumbled a little bit when he had to shed off his sweatpants and put on clothes more appropriate for a KingsGlaive meeting.

Or, you know. A shirt in general.

"I'll be back soon." He promised Noctis, grabbing a piece of toast from their Breakfast-for-dinner and heading out the door. It wouldn't be this late at night if it wasn't important, they both knew, and he ruffles Noctis spiky locks as a tease before leaving.

But by the six, was this boring. He wishes it was over, but he geographical surveys of certian areas of Lucian territoty and their increase in daemon activity in the sewers was actually kinda important. Not enough to stop his mind from drifting, but obviously they were going to have to go in and deal with the problem. If he goes along depends on how many glaive are available and his and Noctis'... schedule, but thankfully they aren't being told to go in tonight.

When they are done, Gladio pulls out his phone to send Noct a text.]

>>Meeting over. All about dumb💩 see u in a few xx

[There, that should do it.]

Edited 2017-02-21 01:36 (UTC)

[ It was going to be a quiet night for the two of them. They'd settled in for a few rounds of Kings Knight and maybe even an early night to sleep in. Noctis was on break from school for the month, so they really had no obligations or plans. Just a lazy night. That was, until the Kingsglaive called Gladio in. Noctis understood that Gladio had to go when he was called. He'd do the same if his father or the Kingsglaive had done the same for him. But still, it left him alone in an empty apartment. Not that he minded. He enjoyed living on his own prior to Gladio moving in, but now that he was used to his shield staying with him everything just felt... empty.

He talked on the phone for a few minutes with Prompto until his friend had to go with a'Hey my parents are actually home, gotta go!' The prince couldn't blame him for wanting to spend time with family he rarely saw. So he spent another hour or two playing a single player campaign of Kings Knight. It wasn't nearly as fun, and the boss was almost frustratingly difficult.

Eventually he was tired with his game, and was about to call it an early night when there was a knock on the door. He looked at the time. Who would come this late? Cautiously, he opened the door, and was relieved to see a package at his doorstep with the courier already heading down the hall. He didn't remember ordering anything recently. Could it be Gladio's? He brought the package inside and and noticed that it was addressed to him.

Huh.

Tearing into the package got him a whole lot of packing peanuts, but at the very bottom was a...group of leather straps? And rings? He lifted it out of the box, took a closer look and-oh. OH. He vaguely remembered a conversation about Gladio wanting to get one of these for him. Maybe he could... try it on? You know, just to see if it fit.

And that's how he ended up on his bed in nothing but his boxers and a tight leather harness over his chest. It was a little tight, but he supposed that was the point. The straps rested right over his nipples and he could feel the leather nearly tug at them with each movement. He stands up and looks at himself in the mirror. It's a little obscene to see himself like this, but he's seen (and done) worse with his shield, before.

He lets his hands trail down the leather strap in the center, tug at one of rings toward the botto--

He stops abruptly when his phone vibrates on the bed. The Prince has to smile when he sees that it's Gladio. Apparently it wasn't anything too pressing which is always a plus. ]

>>Glad it wasn't anything important. Now hurry back home.

[ And then he gets an idea. He lays back on the bed and takes a qick selfie of himself, making sure to show as much of the leather as he can. ]

>>PS. The gift you ordered me came in the mail. I think it's a little too tight.

[Gladio hates driving, and it is so late that is only real choice to get home is to take up one of the stewards on their offer to drive him back. He demures his thanks to the man and is settling in to the backseat when the first text comes in. He checks it, smiling btiefly, and chats with the driver for a few minutes until the next one comes in.

He isn't expecting it to be from noctis again, but his suprise in that gets thrown by the way side when he sees the picture itself. Shiva, Noctis' selfie game had really improved since he met that Prompto kid, and he spends a good moment looking at how black leather strains over lean muscle if his Prince's body before he replies back.]

》It will break in. But damn do you look sexy. Looks better than the model it was on when I found it.

[Which is very, very true. The world might tell him that he's genetically disposed to thinking that Noctis, his Prince, is hotter than anything around, but he's never seen anyone come close , not even other omegas like Noctis.]

》Send another one?

Edited 2017-02-21 03:28 (UTC)

[ Noctis spends the next few minutes swiping through different posts on social media. Nothing is really of interest aside from a silly one he sees from Prompto. All the while he keeps checking for a text from his shield and his nearly disappointed when he sees his inbox empty.

And then his phone buzzes, and Noctis opens the message up almost immediately. He smiles when he sees it and begins to type out another response. However, that's interrupted when he gets the second message.

He can definitely send a second one.

He flips over on his back again and takes another selfie. This time it's from a lower angle showing more of this chest and leather and very little of his face. The only part of that that shows are his lips that he makes sure to lick so they shine and catch the light.

He knows what his alpha likes.]

》Think you can hep me break it in tonight?

[Well, this is a conundrum. Gladio eagerly waits on the next text from the other, giving his driver a little less his attention- or a lot less. Thankfully he'll be home pretty soon, its' just another few traffic lights ahead with a turn or two.]

》Hell yes I will, and your pretty behind along the way. I'm glad you like it.

[Those lovely lips do terrible things to his self control, but Gladio knows it won't be too long until he's with him again. It's not like he's prepping for a mission now.]

》Think it's too tight a fit for your collar to go on too?

[ Noctis waits for the next text eagerly like it's the first time he's had this kind of talk with Gladio, before. It's not, but he still opens the message up and smiles when he reads it.

It takes him a minute to get up and grab his collar from it's shelf. For a second his finger traces over the intricate leather work and small charm before he quickly buckles it on. It is bit of a tight fit. The leather straps of the harness reach toward his neck and there's not a whole lot of room for his collar, but he makes it work.

He flops back on to the bed, making a hissing noise as the leather drags over his nipples again. Right. He had to keep that in mind. He tilted his head back and bared his neck before he snapped a picture. This time more of his face was in the shot, but he might have been biting at his lower lip. ]

》I think there's room for it. What do you think?

[They are finally pulling up to the building when Gladiolus gets the next text. He gives the driver a goodbye and leans against the apartment building wall, careful not to face the security camera in case it is powerful enough to pick up his screen... Considering which important person lived in the building, he knows it could.]

》Just enough. Maybe I should make the collar a little tighter tonight too, see if you like it being as tight as the harness. You'd probably like it if I just tied you all up tight and had my way with you however I wanted, wouldn't you?

[A picture of the collar doesn't do it justice. It is something he had worked on for ages for Noctis, and looked so damn good on him. He can't wait to see it, and goes inside to head to the elevator.]

[ The next text that comes has Noctis actually biting his own lip. He can feel himself just begin to harden in his boxers as he reads over the words. He wants to touch himself, but he can't. His alpha hasn't given him permission yet.

He shifts again in his harness and the leather tugs again at the sensitive nubs at his chest. Maybe he should.... ]

》Are you almost home?

[And then soon after he types again.]

》Make it as tight as you want.

[That permission isn't coming, if the tone they are setting holds. Gladio loves to and adores ravishing Noctis in every way available, but when he's wearing the collar, all that spoiling comes from Gladio. Noctis never had to lift a finger.

Okay, well maybe a finger. Or his hips to the right angle, but none of the actual work into it as his Alpha spoils him into a needy mess.]

》Elevator now

[Short. To the point, letting him know he is close.]

》Take off anything else you're wearing. I don't want it spoiling the view when I get in.

[He text comes and the prince can't help but smile and obey the command, but not before he shoots one more text.]

》Hurry up.

[He slips off his boxers (the last thing he had on, anyways) and adjusts himself on the bed. Should be be laying down on display? On his knees with his ass in the air? Gladio hadn't specified. Finally, he settles in an almost kneeling position with his back rigid and straight.

The harness tugs again at his skin and he has to bite his lip to distract himself from the feeling. He tries to keep his gaze toward the covers, but blue eyes keep flicking toward the door, hoping to see his alpha come in soon. ]

[He debates on sending some sort of silly emoji as a response, but chooses against it. Instead he has his keys in his hand, ready to go as soon as the door opens up to let himself in. He knows from the pictures Noctis is in their bed, and he kicks his shoes off and only that before going to him.

At the doorframe he leans against it and just looks. There is a smile on his face but the Shield looks hungry, and only has eyes for Noctis in this moment.]

Fuck, you're gorgeous. That looks so good on you.

[Moving in now, Gladio steps to the edge of the bed and sits at the edge, fingers under Noctis' chin to tilt his head into a kiss, long and slow. Only after that does he move his free hand to tighten a notch further on the collar, while in the middle of another kiss and not tight enough to restrict breathing, but enough to make him very, very aware of such.]

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