[There is no time for coy seductivness or games. Gladio is more than likley right where Noctis whats him, rough and ready to push harder than he normally does, to help him forget all about the shitty day they have so far left behind.
Gladio's hands slide from low on Noctis' legs up past his hips, over the young man's chest and into his hair as he kisses him again. Deeply, heatedly, and biting at his lips when he pulls away to speak.]
Over. [He says with a wicked grin in his eye, tongue flicking out to wet his bottom lip, where he can still taste the other's mouth.] I'm gonna open you up with my tongue until you're begging for my cock.
[Because well, Gladio is never anything if but direct, and he'll stay that way as he pushes Noctis over the edge of the warm water, face into the cool stone.]
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Gladio's hands slide from low on Noctis' legs up past his hips, over the young man's chest and into his hair as he kisses him again. Deeply, heatedly, and biting at his lips when he pulls away to speak.]
Over. [He says with a wicked grin in his eye, tongue flicking out to wet his bottom lip, where he can still taste the other's mouth.] I'm gonna open you up with my tongue until you're begging for my cock.
[Because well, Gladio is never anything if but direct, and he'll stay that way as he pushes Noctis over the edge of the warm water, face into the cool stone.]