[Noctis can feel the fabric of his panties stretching and dig into his skin. He can both feel and hear the sound of the seams ripping with nearly every thrust. He doesn't care about them. It's not like he actually likes them, but the fact that Gladio is willing to practically rip them off his body only makes him harder.]

F-Fuck...! [The prince gasps into Gladio's mouth when he hits him in just the right spot. He does it again, and again, and Noct can feel tears prick at his eyes. He's so overwhelmed, it's almost too much, but it's still not enough.]

H-Harder-Gladio I can.... i can take it. Please.