[ Noctis doesn't have anything to say as Gladio pounds into him, because he is doing a good job. It isn't long before he feels a press against his prostate and he moans again. His body tenses, shudders, and he squeezes his eyes shut. Gladio's breath is hot against his back and dammit, it's almost too much. ] Fuck, do that again...
[ His breath is coming in hot pants and he grips at the sheets. They've only just started, but he's almost ready to finish right now. ]
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Fuck, do that again...
[ His breath is coming in hot pants and he grips at the sheets. They've only just started, but he's almost ready to finish right now. ]