[Hissing in approval as teeth scrap against hard nipples, Gladio rewards the eager effort of the other with small gestures, fingers tracing up his prince's spine, fingers drawing long and slowly up that hard cock, not giving him any of the grip and weight to it Noctis wants.
Instead he teases his thumb against the head of it, then pulls his hand away completely to grap that wrist between them, stopping the other.]
Don't make me have you keep those behind you back. Did I say you could touch?
[Gladio never denies Noctis anything if he can help it, but this is deliberate, and he is the one in charge, jot Noctis.]
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Date: 2017-01-25 03:54 am (UTC)Instead he teases his thumb against the head of it, then pulls his hand away completely to grap that wrist between them, stopping the other.]
Don't make me have you keep those behind you back. Did I say you could touch?
[Gladio never denies Noctis anything if he can help it, but this is deliberate, and he is the one in charge, jot Noctis.]