Date: 2016-12-24 04:36 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] sworn_shield
Well, [He says, eyes half lidded and a slow smirk coming to Gladio's face. He lets go of the other only long enough to get his shirt off of his body, before both large hands are spread over Noctis' hips, curling into fabric to pull them down.] Who would know how to make it up to His Highness better than His Shield?

[Gladio always tends to be a little slow at the start despite his rough, wild exterior. But once he's sure it is what Noct wants however he is keen to take and to please. His mouth slides lower down the line of the other's neck, the slide of mouth and tongue wet and heated as he goes lower and lower as he helps those pants, then shirt come off. Gladio is tempted to darken a mark on his Prince's skin so high up, but Specs will surely see it and read him the riot act about not being discreet enough if he does, and that's just not worth the trouble. ]
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