Sword and Shield post because thats what this turned into

[shwarm_after]

Who knew that i'd need to make an open window sex Post. But here we go.

Rules:

Ask for any of my boys.
M/M Only because I'm a Yaoibrat.
Commence window fucking.

THE FUCKING LIST STARTS NOW

Windowsex
Hot Springs
Blissed out Fucking
somnophilia
Daddy!Kink
Mirror Kink
Toys
Old MEN FEELS
Train Arguing/hatesex
THE ULTIMATE FLAVOR EXPERIENCE
LUBE SUMMON
Crossdressing (school uniform?)
Panties
Getting Tattoos??
NEW SCAR TRACING?
Handcuffs
Awful Sex/Sex gone wrong
DICK BITE
Drunk shenanigans
Carsex
In Charge KING!Noct
THRONE SEX
Slave Leia Gladio Lol
Domestic cute shit+royal duties+husbands
FLOWERS BECAUSE THEY'RE CUTE AND GLADIO IS TSUNDERE
ASS EATING. GLADIO HAS GOOD TASTE
Leather and cuffs
HEEEEYEAH.... I WANNA SCOOP BABEH
RESTRAIN GLADIO
CAMPING FISHING HONEYMOON
ABO SHIT
PRETTY KITTY COLLAR NOCT
Nipple Play
Heats
More Somno but with Sleepy Noct
Furry Shit (BURRS and Cats)
Slavery (both ways)
HATE SEXTING
AMNESIA???

Comments

[fishingking]

[ [ Noctis feels that wet heat inside of him and he does what he can to help make this good. He clenches sore muscles around his shield, doing his best to make it feel good, let him ride him through this.

It takes a moment for him to fully realize what's happened. His hands finally release their grip on Gladio's skin (he wouldn't be surprised if there were bruises) and he brings his hands up to his shield's face. They're both panting, trying to catch their breath as they come down.

He guides Gladio to look at him for a moment before he kisses him again. He's tired, he's going to be sore and he knows it, but he's so happy he doesn't care. ] ]

[sworn_shield]

[Exhaling slowly, Gladio leans in to Noctis' touch, kissing him long, drawn out and slow. His fingers pet over fair skin and after he pulls away, just slightly to breathe.]

Gods, Noct. [Amber eyes are half lidded, but warm and loving. The small bed keeps them squished together, but he clearly doesn't mind.]

Think I can keep you here for longer, or are your adoring masses going to miss you too much?

[fishingking]

[ Everything is slow, relaxed. His mind is still blissed out and fuzzy after everything. He knew he was going to be sore when the afterglow wore off, but for now he was going to keep enjoying the closeness of the two of them together.

He presses his forehead to Gladio's and runs his hands through dark hair. ]

Mn, Ignis'll eventually call. [And he'll probably have to finally get up.] But I think we have a few minutes... Maybe I'll tell him that I can't move for the rest of the day.

[sworn_shield]

Mm, think he'll scold me?

[Gladio teases, enjoying those hands in his hair. In return he leans some of his weight onto Noctis, one arm curling along the man's back and holding him close, not wanting to let go.]

I'll have to tell him you can't help a man in love. Besides, now I can really growl at all those damn suitors who make eyes at you.

[fishingking]

Mmmn, he'll probably scold both of us. [He smiles as he feels the other's weight on him. He's warm and sated. He's never felt so happy before, so content.]

I could use more help keeping them away. [He huffs quietly.] But don't scare them too much.

[sworn_shield]

He might, but he'll understand.

[Ignis isn't going to disapprove of what makes Noctis happy, after all. And in this moment right now, still joined together and pressed between Gladio and the bed the King does indeed look happy and safed.

Enough so that Gladio can't stop kissing him, anyway.]

[fishingking]

[He kisses back, slow and and gentle. His hands trail down and caress against that strong bearded jaw. Everything is so familiar and yet there's the little changes that seem to come with age that make this all different.]

Then we're taking the day off. [It's whispered against Gladio's lips.] We'll say I got hurt in a training exercise.

[sworn_shield]

[He smiles against that whisper, nuzzling into Noctis' touch as those hands trace his face. There are new scars- faint on his nose, some more marring his tattoo- But the looknin his eye, the promise of the Swords and Shield in the newer ink says that he has been, and will always be.]

I'll tell him, you don't need to worry about that.

[He kisses him long and slowly, enjoying it before Gladio pulls away with a soft noise. Goes to clean them up one more time, taking extra and extensive time for Noctis, then rearranges them on the tiny bed. Noctis mostly on top of him and supported by his arms.]

But for now, rest a bit?

[fishingking]

[ He kisses back lazily and makes a soft whine when Gladio pulls away. He's half tempted to just hold the other man there, but he lets him go. He's grateful for the clean up. The fact that Gladio spends the time on him is enough to make him relex. The entire time, his hands trace over muscles and tattooed skin.

He doesn't want to stop touching him.

Finally, they're rearranged, and Noctis finds himself against the other man's chest. ]

Yeah. [He yawns.] We should probably take a nap.