[Exhaling slowly, Gladio leans in to Noctis' touch, kissing him long, drawn out and slow. His fingers pet over fair skin and after he pulls away, just slightly to breathe.]
Gods, Noct. [Amber eyes are half lidded, but warm and loving. The small bed keeps them squished together, but he clearly doesn't mind.]
Think I can keep you here for longer, or are your adoring masses going to miss you too much?
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Date: 2017-03-13 12:30 am (UTC)Gods, Noct. [Amber eyes are half lidded, but warm and loving. The small bed keeps them squished together, but he clearly doesn't mind.]
Think I can keep you here for longer, or are your adoring masses going to miss you too much?