[Why not indeed? Purring happily, Gladio sinks into the bed despite how tiny it is, caravan mattress barely fitting the king and his Shield together. ]
Better?
[He teases, trapping Noctis between his thighs and leaning over the other. He kisses him nice and slow, one hand on the bed and fingers tangling into hair.]
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Better?
[He teases, trapping Noctis between his thighs and leaning over the other. He kisses him nice and slow, one hand on the bed and fingers tangling into hair.]