[ Everything is sensitive. His skin is hot and on fire. He tilts his neck back, giving Gladio more access. He knows they're not supposed to leave marks but he wants to feel the bite against his skin. He wants to feel sore for days.
Well, the sore part is probably going to happen.
Each thrust is hard and slams into his sweet spot. Noctis is left panting after each thrust. He tries to hold back any sounds, but they fall out from his lips between each breath. And then he feels the groan from Gladio, can feel the sound vibrating against his skin, and every hot breath.
He works his hips, tries to time his movements with Gladio's hard thrusts and slams himself against that cock. ]
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Well, the sore part is probably going to happen.
Each thrust is hard and slams into his sweet spot. Noctis is left panting after each thrust. He tries to hold back any sounds, but they fall out from his lips between each breath. And then he feels the groan from Gladio, can feel the sound vibrating against his skin, and every hot breath.
He works his hips, tries to time his movements with Gladio's hard thrusts and slams himself against that cock. ]