[That at least he won't deny the other, fingers seeking to find that spot inside Noct that turns him into a panting mess.
Instead of continuing to argue, he wraps his hand around the Prince's cock, hand moving in long, slow strokes to keep the other with him as he's stretched more.]
Okay. [He murmmers, once he's satisfied. It will still be a tight fit, but neither of them want to wait much longer. He pulls back and his hands go to Noct's hips, urging him to make the first move.] Come on, Noct.
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Instead of continuing to argue, he wraps his hand around the Prince's cock, hand moving in long, slow strokes to keep the other with him as he's stretched more.]
Okay. [He murmmers, once he's satisfied. It will still be a tight fit, but neither of them want to wait much longer. He pulls back and his hands go to Noct's hips, urging him to make the first move.] Come on, Noct.