[When Noctis wants something, the brat he was, the teenager could not be deterred from it for nearly anything. Gladio hasn't tried hard yet, and had intended to ply the other with soothing words and kisses snuck between long moments of relaxing, but what happens instead is that Noctis says those words, and he takes it as a challenge.]
You gonna teach me something? [He says, unable to hide the cockiness in his voice. His fingers tighten on Noctis' skin slightly but he doesn't stop him, hand sliding down to join the other on his hips as that mouth slides down his neck.] Like what?
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You gonna teach me something? [He says, unable to hide the cockiness in his voice. His fingers tighten on Noctis' skin slightly but he doesn't stop him, hand sliding down to join the other on his hips as that mouth slides down his neck.] Like what?