[With Noct eager and wanting in his lap, Gladio cannot even phantom going slow now. A low noise escapes him from deep in his chest as Noct grinds against him, and his free hand prys the lube from him. He flips it open so he can coat his fingers with it, dropping it somewhere onto the bed to be lost until later.
He bites gently at the prince's lip as his hand slides down, a warning as he gets between them and seeks to press his fingers against Noctis, rubbing slowly before two of those large fingers slip into him. That's about as slow as he'll go, because Gladio would loathe to hurt Noct with something that's suppose to feel good for the both of them, but he can't help but growl out to him.]
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Date: 2016-12-24 04:25 pm (UTC)He bites gently at the prince's lip as his hand slides down, a warning as he gets between them and seeks to press his fingers against Noctis, rubbing slowly before two of those large fingers slip into him. That's about as slow as he'll go, because Gladio would loathe to hurt Noct with something that's suppose to feel good for the both of them, but he can't help but growl out to him.]
You tell me when, or I'm not gonna wait long.