[Gladio can be a damn tease, and he intends to be until Noctis is a squirming, loud mess underneath him. His tongue eagerly works the other open, stretching him after such a long time. Noctis is getting there, but he wants so much more from him.
Gladio's free hand slowly comes up, petting along a thigh before sliding inwards. Even as he works his tongue deeper into him, working him open, his hand wraps around that hard cock in a firm grip. Hard, calloused palm stroking up the shaft despite having the other in such a position.
In fact, it's a good one. Noctis can see everything like this, from the way Gladio's buried his face between his legs with enthausiam to how hard his own cock is.]
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Gladio's free hand slowly comes up, petting along a thigh before sliding inwards. Even as he works his tongue deeper into him, working him open, his hand wraps around that hard cock in a firm grip. Hard, calloused palm stroking up the shaft despite having the other in such a position.
In fact, it's a good one. Noctis can see everything like this, from the way Gladio's buried his face between his legs with enthausiam to how hard his own cock is.]