[His eyes are dark, raking over Noctis' body and not hiding a single iota of his want. His free hand curls against the side of the other's face, brushinf hair sticking to damp skin away and lips parting to coax the same from Noctis.]
You're too damn reckless. [He breathes out, but what does that make him? Gladio pulls back and then forward into him again, deeper with each hard but slow movement. He sinks deeper into him until Noctis is too tense again, and repeats the whole process once more.] Talk to me Noct, come on...
[He'll stop if he has to, but fuck if thats the last thing he wants right now.]
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2016-12-25 05:47 am (UTC)You're too damn reckless. [He breathes out, but what does that make him? Gladio pulls back and then forward into him again, deeper with each hard but slow movement. He sinks deeper into him until Noctis is too tense again, and repeats the whole process once more.] Talk to me Noct, come on...
[He'll stop if he has to, but fuck if thats the last thing he wants right now.]