[ They're both close. They're so close. He can feel his muscles tighten and clench. But Gladio's hand slows down to an agonizingly slow pace. He can feel each hot breath against his skin, each word vibrate against his skin. He lets out another breath and a soft whine might or might not have come with it. He needs to come so bad but he can't. Not yet. Not when it's not what he wants. ]
Fuck me. [The words are practically growled out against the other's ear. He wants to make it clear it's what he wants. He wants Gladio to hear it in his voice, to feel it in the way he shifts his hips. His own hand slows down around that thick cock and he squeezes around the base.]
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Fuck me. [The words are practically growled out against the other's ear. He wants to make it clear it's what he wants. He wants Gladio to hear it in his voice, to feel it in the way he shifts his hips. His own hand slows down around that thick cock and he squeezes around the base.]