Noctis is forced to keep just the tip in his mouth while he works on his cock. He lets out a soft whimper when Gladio praises him and strokes himself just a little harder and faster. His tongue licks under the underside of the cock in his mouth, just to let Gladio know that he's still his priority.

But then Gladio pushes him down further and Noct's eyes widen. He groans as it pushes sis mouth wider and makes it just a little more difficult to breath. Should he be working at it again? He looks up in confusion for a moment before Gladio mentions the TV shows. No, he couldn't be thinking.... Could he? Noctis lets out an almost pathetic whimper.