[Noctis gives and encouraging suck when Gladio speaks. He wants to feel him take control and use Noctis until there's nothing left. For a second, he thinks that the other might back out, but he's soon relieved when he hears a groan.
There's fingers in his hair and Noctis tries to relax into it. They're keeping him firmly in place, and it's exactly what he wants. He feels that large cock push into him. He does tense and try to pull back--it's almost too fast and too much to take in-- but he tries to relax his throat. There's a choking sound, but he swallows around the length, tries to breathe through his nose. He takes in as much as he can, as much as Gladio is pushing him.
His hands wrap themselves around the other's thighs as he lets out a muffled groan. He needs something, anything to hold on to.]
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There's fingers in his hair and Noctis tries to relax into it. They're keeping him firmly in place, and it's exactly what he wants. He feels that large cock push into him. He does tense and try to pull back--it's almost too fast and too much to take in-- but he tries to relax his throat. There's a choking sound, but he swallows around the length, tries to breathe through his nose. He takes in as much as he can, as much as Gladio is pushing him.
His hands wrap themselves around the other's thighs as he lets out a muffled groan. He needs something, anything to hold on to.]