[Those words are enough to startle Gladio, but Noctis is wrapping his mouth around his cock so fast after he hopes the other other just takes the sudden jerk as one of pleasure, trying to control himself after not allowing himself to be touched. His ears burn and he blinks to look down at the other, briefly uncertain. Not by Noctis' words- His request was very clear - But at if that's really what the other wants.
Hell, Gladio has spent a lot of their time and moments in sex making sure the other doesn't fucking choke.
He has a feeling if he slows down and asks, it will ruin the mood. It is already precarious at best with how embarrassed Noctis had been earlier. The more Gladio thinks on it tho the hotter the thought really is, and he kind of does want to see how much and how rough the other can take it.]
You're gonna be the death of me, Noct.
[Gladio groans, fingers tangling into dark hair as he cups the back of the teenager's head, keeping him from pulling back and away. It is a compliment? Maybe? At this point it doesn't matter, because Noctis has other things to worry aboutx like the way the head of that cock slides along his tongue, being pushed further into his mouth as Gladio's body tenses and move forward, inch by inch without signs of stopping or letting him adjust.]
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Date: 2017-01-28 10:06 pm (UTC)Hell, Gladio has spent a lot of their time and moments in sex making sure the other doesn't fucking choke.
He has a feeling if he slows down and asks, it will ruin the mood. It is already precarious at best with how embarrassed Noctis had been earlier. The more Gladio thinks on it tho the hotter the thought really is, and he kind of does want to see how much and how rough the other can take it.]
You're gonna be the death of me, Noct.
[Gladio groans, fingers tangling into dark hair as he cups the back of the teenager's head, keeping him from pulling back and away. It is a compliment? Maybe? At this point it doesn't matter, because Noctis has other things to worry aboutx like the way the head of that cock slides along his tongue, being pushed further into his mouth as Gladio's body tenses and move forward, inch by inch without signs of stopping or letting him adjust.]