[Noct's breath catches as Gladio's hands trail up the inside of his thigh. He wants to move forward and have his way with his shield, but that isn't what they agreed to. So he goes along with it and bares his neck obediently.

Gladio is soon over him and Noctis lets out a soft sound when he's kissed. It's slow and controlled. Noctis wants to speed things up, but he knows this is all about Gladio being in control. The prince is perfectly content to go with it until the knee presses right against his panties. He raises his hips to rub against him.]

Glad--Sir... [He breathes against his lips as he tugs at the other man's hair.] Fuck me...