[Gladio's body feels as heavy as it does sated, but he doesn't quite drop all of his weight onto Noctis yet. Rumbling contently, he drags his fingers over Noctis' body and works to undo his belt holding the other.]
Fuck, you're still tight around me.
[He murmmers, pleased and sliding his arms under Noctis. He moves them so that they've switched positions, his omega laying on top of his chest and Gladio pressing kisses to dark hair. ]
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Fuck, you're still tight around me.
[He murmmers, pleased and sliding his arms under Noctis. He moves them so that they've switched positions, his omega laying on top of his chest and Gladio pressing kisses to dark hair. ]