[The touch is affectionate, soft, and Noctis practically melts against that hand. He's loving every moment of this. At this point, it's too late to turn back, so he just gives in and enjoys every filthy word Gladio rumbles out, and every affectionate touch. When he feels the slick against his lips he peaks his tongue out to lap at any fluid that didn't end up on him.]
Choke me, Daddy.
[His voice sounds broken, desperate. It sounds almost unfamiliar to his own eras. He looks up at the other with dark eyes for a brief moment before he closes them again. He then wraps his lips around the length and takes in the tip, sucking at it and licking at the slit.]
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Choke me, Daddy.
[His voice sounds broken, desperate. It sounds almost unfamiliar to his own eras. He looks up at the other with dark eyes for a brief moment before he closes them again. He then wraps his lips around the length and takes in the tip, sucking at it and licking at the slit.]