[Gladio's hips roll against him and Noctis' breath catches against the other's mouth before he has to pull away.]
Ah-I think I'll let you decide. You can either fuck me--[He slowly grinds his hips against Gladio's.] Or... [He kisses at Gladio's jawline and eventually ends up close to his ear where he whispers.] You can fuck my mouth.
[That of course, was his original plan, but feeling Gladio hard and aching against him has him second guessing himself. Maybe he'll just let the other man decide.]
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Ah-I think I'll let you decide. You can either fuck me--[He slowly grinds his hips against Gladio's.] Or... [He kisses at Gladio's jawline and eventually ends up close to his ear where he whispers.] You can fuck my mouth.
[That of course, was his original plan, but feeling Gladio hard and aching against him has him second guessing himself. Maybe he'll just let the other man decide.]