[ Noctis lets out a soft hiss when he feels that hand at the inside of his thighs. He hadn't realized how irritated the skin had become there. It wasn't awful, but it still burned.
He warms the lube up in his hand for a moment before he reaches behind himself with a finger. It's still a little cold, but it'll be fine. He swirls the digit around his opening, making sure to do it nice and slow before he presses it inside. He's impatient himself, but if this gets Gladio worked up, he's willing to wait. ]
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He warms the lube up in his hand for a moment before he reaches behind himself with a finger. It's still a little cold, but it'll be fine. He swirls the digit around his opening, making sure to do it nice and slow before he presses it inside. He's impatient himself, but if this gets Gladio worked up, he's willing to wait. ]