[ His back arches against that touch along his back. Everything is so hot. His skin is heated, teetering on being almost uncomfortable. It's both too much and not enough at the same time. He's held in place by that strong hand on his back, and the other wrapped around his dick.
Noctis can feel his face heat up at those words and the intensity in that voice. He knew he was already red before, but these words force him to feel the flush run down his neck again. Those words alone almost send him over the edge, and he can feel himself spurt just a bit of precum under the water. He's so close, but doesn't want to stop yet. ]
Gladio... [It's louder this time. His voice sounds almost ragged and foreign to his own ears.] I-I want you to--[Do what? Finish him off this way? Do more? It's hard to think.]
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Noctis can feel his face heat up at those words and the intensity in that voice. He knew he was already red before, but these words force him to feel the flush run down his neck again. Those words alone almost send him over the edge, and he can feel himself spurt just a bit of precum under the water. He's so close, but doesn't want to stop yet. ]
Gladio... [It's louder this time. His voice sounds almost ragged and foreign to his own ears.] I-I want you to--[Do what? Finish him off this way? Do more? It's hard to think.]