Sword and Shield post because thats what this turned into

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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]

[ For a moment Noctis is afraid he might have stepped out of line, but he feels that smile against his lips and he knows he said the right thing.

It was right. Everything about this was right.

He helps pull the shirt off of Gladio. He wants to explore the newly reveled skin with hands and lips, but he can't. His own shirt needs to come off, first. He raises his shoulders off the bed for a second to pull it off. It's tossed aside haphazardly in the room along with the other garment.

The entire time, he keeps kissing Gladio, trying to put as much emotion as he can into the action. If Gladio wants to show him, Noct will too. ]

[sworn_shield]

[There is a lot of emotion bursting in his chest but in a different way. It isn't anger like he is prone to, but joy. The whole ten years was absolutely worth it when Noctis defeated Arydn, but this only makes it better. Gladio has him back and Gladio is his as much as it is the other way around.

He frees one hand to reach under him and flip the buckles of his boots, starting at the knee and working his way down. Gladio licks his way into the King's mouth and kisses him deeply, relearning every part of him he can reach while trying to get his damn clothes off.

It ends up with him laughing a bit, because of course, everything is tight like it usually is, and takes the extra time and patience he doesn't normally have.]

Tell Ignis you're not coming in. [He swipes Noctis' phone off the table and hands it to him even as he kisses down the other man's throat, finally rollingoff of him to get out of his clothes.] He'll understand.

[fishingking]

[Noctis keeps kissing him, tangling his fingers in hair that's too long, and tracing his fingers over scarred skin and faded ink. 10 years is a long time, too long. They have to remember how to do this again. Nobody ever really forgets (it's like riding a bike) but things are a little awkward.

In fact, it's all a bit clumsy and Noctis has to laugh as well, even when there are kisses down his throat. Kingsglaive outfits aren't necessarily made for this kind of activity, and it shows. Noctis is almost grateful that his armor isn't nearly as tedious. He also absently wonders if Gladio chose to wear his pants that damn tight, or if it was someone else who decided on that. Regardless, it's amusing to see Gladio fumble with the endless buckles of his boots.

He takes the phone and gives Ignis a call. The conversation is short, and he can hear his friend's disapproval seeping through the line, but Noctis only laughs and tells him to blame Gladio. The whole time he's fumbling with his own sleep pants and is trying to kick them off.]

He's not happy with either of us.

[But Noctis doesn't care. Iggy will forgive them by noon and already have lunch waiting for them.

Not that any of that matters at the moment. He's got more important things to attend to. One of those is letting his eyes rake over Gladio's body. Did he get bigger over the years? Finally, he can see new scars, new tattoos that cover his skin. Noctis' eyes linger on one in particular on his side and he tilts his head to get a better look at it.]

....When did you get that one?

[sworn_shield]

[He chuckles at the tone Noctis uses with Iggy on the phone. He is use to getting his way, though Gladio is sure he will hear about it in private later. One day to just themselves however won't hurt anything. In fact it will make the rest of these long, critical weeks where they will be busy easier.

He stands naked at the edge of the bed, running a hand through long hair and pulling out the ponytail holder, letting long bangs and sides of his hair loose. ]

Ah... Must have been seven, eight years ago now, before Hunter HQ was evacuated.

[He admits, turning to let him see it better. The Shield over crossed swords. On closer inspection, its the Royal Arms.]

The big one- [His eagle, he means.] -had gotten cut into real bad, and the medic was also their tattooist. We had a bunch of drinks after he sewed me back up and one thing led to another.

[Well, in the tattoo'ing sense, at least. He comes back into the bed, settling over Noctis again, hands sliding down the King's toned thighs.]

I always wanted to keep sight of what was important.

[fishingking]

[Gladio stands at the edge of the bed and Noctis' hand reaches out to touch the new (apparently nearly a decade old) tattoo. The intricate detail is impressive and it takes a moment for him to realize that the swords covered by the large shield are the Royal Arms. His fingers trace over the the line work. If he looks closely and feels, he can see where the scar tissue was. He almost wants to press his lips to the area.

He could have anything tattooed into him and yet he got that. Even when Noctis was gone with no sure way of coming back, he still wanted to... He wanted to remember him. He has a warm feeling in his chest, something that makes him smile and want to hold the other man close to him.

But then Gladio's back on top of him, settled over his thighs. The King pulls him down and pulls him in for another kiss. Now that they're both naked, there's more to touch, more feel. There's more to explore, but they can take their time. For now, the demons are gone. The Kingdom can survive without the two of them for a little while.

They had to spend the day catching up. ]

[sworn_shield]

[They can take their time and Gladio relished the thought. His fingers pet against soft skin hiding toned muscle and he just appreciates the sight until he is pulled into another kiss.

He relearns that wonderful mouth and how easy it is to coax his lips apart so he can slip into his mouth. Enjoys how messy hair on both their parts kind of gets in the way. He slowly pushes Noctis' thighs apart and slips a knee in between to press the length of his hard body against the other's own, rolling his hips down and groaning in pleasure as he can feel them both stiffen and react.]

I'll take it you like it?

[He teases. The tattoo, maybe, or this. Either way he just wants to hear the other's voice again, quiet and only for him in this short moment.]

[fishingking]

[ Gladio's hair falls forward and practically tangles in Noctis'. It's a mess of dark bangs and messy hair, but he doesn't care. His mouth opens to the other's just as easily as it did so many years ago. Being together like this may have a slow start, but it's easy to remember.

In fact, it's especially easy when he feels hips roll down against his. There's a groan against his mouth and Noctis lets out a soft gasp of his own. For all of his talk of it never 'feeling' like ten years, he was definitely feeling it right now. His reaction is almost immediate, and it's almost embarrassing.

If he actually cared about that right now. ]

Yeah, I like it. [It's breathed against Gladio's lips. He likes this, he likes the tattoo, he likes this moment.

He loves this man, though. And he'll show it with the way his moves his hips and kisses back.]

[sworn_shield]

[It would be embarrassing how worked up he is if Noctis wasn't the same. He shudders underneath his touch, meets each kiss with an honest, earnest returned one as he explores his body. Large, wadm hands move to Noctis' hips and up his sides, ending in his hair before he picks one up and puts it between them, lining up the hard length of their cocks and wrapping a hand around them.]

Missed this, [Quiet, between kisses, but Gladio's words are no less meaningful.] Missed you. I know you have a kingdom to run, but they can wait a little while longer.

[fishingking]

[Their cocks line up and Noctis shudders at the touch. When the hand wraps around them, he lets out a breathy moan against the other's mouth. His hips rise off the bed to thrust into that grip. He's almost already hot and needy and he can already tell that Gladio's on the same page. They both want and need this.]

They can wait. [It's said between kisses and soft moans.] We've waited too damn long for this. [His own hands pet over hard muscles along Gladio's back, reaching down to slide over and squeeze his ass.]

[sworn_shield]

[Hard muscle tenses underneath Noctis' touch, and his shoulders roll back and he arches down the line of his spine. Gladio growls in agreement and his kisses grow harder, heat between them hotter. Its so good hearing Noctis make these kinds of noises underneath him again.]

Good to know, because I'm not giving you back for awhile.

[It's teasing. Mostly. But the truth as well. Gladio strokes them with even pacing that isnt pushing them too fast, or taking his time. He wants, needs Noctis to enjoy this as much as he does-

Because after so much time, it was going to take them a lot of warming up.]

[fishingking]

You've got me for as long as you want.

[Noctis let's out a huff of a laugh when Gladio teases. Its ridiculous. They both wouldn't mind staying here like this for the rest of the day, even week. But they both know that there's too much to do. Noctis has a kingdom to rebuild. Gladio has caravans to lead to and from Lestallum.

A few hours... Even one day won't hurt, right?

Each kiss is harder, hotter. Each stroke has him arching into Gladio's hand. Its not slow, but it lacks the quick desperate stokes he remembers from his youth. Its an even pace, and its perfect. He can feel himself starting to leak between them and he moans into his Shield's mouth.]

[sworn_shield]

[Gladio adores how easily he can read the other still, how the way his hips press up into the touch means he needs to grind down harder for more friction. They may get there quickly, but as long as its together and they have time Gladio is okay with it.]

I'm a lucky man. [He pulls away, kisses down Noctis' throat and over his shoulders, finding a nipple to lick and tease at.]

[fishingking]

I should be the one saying that. [He groans softly when the other's hips grind down harder against his own. His fingers dig into the muscles of Gladio's back before they rake up and grip at shoulders. Everything he does is perfect, hot, like he knows Noctis inside and out.

Gladio's mouth goes over his neck, and shoulders and eventually ends up at his nipple. He lets out a soft gasp when he feels that tongue giving teasing licks.]

Ah.... Gladio...

[sworn_shield]

[Gladio shudders in pure bliss as those fingers prwss againat his back, nails scratching against skin. As sweet as they were being right now their rougher tendencies cannot be denied. They will have timefor that later however, even if its another day. Right now Gladio revels in how amazing Noctis feels against him like this.]

'M right here, Noct. Always.

[He murmers, eyes dark with want and he strokes them a little faster, feeling them both leaking and slick in his hand.]

[fishingking]

[Always. Its a word that they rarely say. It's foolish to even promise it. With the way things are, and the uncertainty of everything, it's something they should never promise. But Gladio says it, and Noctis knows that he means it.

He can feel his body heat up and his muscles tense. The king looks down to see dark eyes staring at him and he lets out another sound. His fingers tangle themselves in dark hair and he tries not to pull. They're both slick, hot, a so ready.]

Always... [He says breathlessly before he lets himself go in Gladio's hand.]

[sworn_shield]

[it is perfect. Gladio watches Noctis' face as he lets himself go, and slides back up to kiss him breathless, moaning his King's name between their mouths as something reverent and intimate, just for them in this moment. It is everything he wants, everything he could needs and after ten long, awfuk years of darkness the light has been brought back to it, and his own personal light as well.

He strokes Noct through it, speeding uo just a little as his cock twitches, nearly there himself. Finally he spills and the mess from the two of them mixes, drips from between his fingers onto Noctis' stomach. Gladio pants harshly like he has run miles but between each one he kisses the other, smiling, too damn happy and sure he must look like a fool for it.

Especially when he tells Noctis those words again, just barely whispered more than an exhale.]

I love you.

[fishingking]

[He's stroked through it. Gladio's hand milks him for all he's worth. The hand speeds up, and he lets out a whimper because he's almost too sensitive. He eventually feels the hot splash against his stomach, and he knows that his shield has come. It's hot, sticky, and a little gross if he really thought about it, but that wasn't important. Not now at least.

His hand slides through the long hair and cups his cheek. A thumb strokes over an old faded scar from years ago. Noctis still doesn't know where it came from and he probably never will. It's fine, though. Even if it'll always be a mystery, it's just another part of this man that he loves.

They've both got the stupidest smiles plastered on their faces as they kiss between each heavy breath. They've both waited too long for this. Too long waiting to be alone together, too long since they've kissed, too long since they've been in bed. They've waited even longer to tell each other...]

I love you too. [He's said it before. They've both said it, but it doesn't feel like enough. He can say it a million times and he doesn't think he'll be able to make up for all the time they've missed.]

[sworn_shield]

[He can't help but feel so damn good, happy and maybe even silly for all of this at once. Gladio pulls away reluctantly but only to reach back and over for the kitchenett that backed upntonthe small caravan bed, reaching for something to clean them up with.

When he is done Gladio slides back in and leans his heavy weight on top of the other woth a laugh, then moves to the side so he can wrap an arm around Noctis.]

Worth the wait?

[fishingking]

[ Everything is warm and pleasant. It's so rare that he's felt anything like this, that he doesn't want to let this feeling go. So when Gladio moves away from him, Noctis' hands chase and try to keep him in place. But he does like being clean (or at least not a complete mess), so he allows the other to work.

For a brief moment, Gladio's weight is on top of the King and he makes a sound of discomfort and an accompanying face. But it's soon gone when he finally settles on the side. Noctis shifts and turns to face him, but still remains in his hold. ]

Almost. [ He says with a laugh before he presses his lips to Gladio's in a chaste kiss. ]

[sworn_shield]

Just that?

[He says, raising an eyebrow out of amusement. Gladio leans forward to brush his forehead against Noctis'own, still mesmerized by those deep purple eyes.]

And what are we missing, O King?

[fishingking]

I dunno. [His voice has an amused tone to it. Their foreheads touch and he's looking in to deep amber eyes. His own eyes flicker over scars and the way his shield has aged over time and how it's actually only helped. Of course, he couldn't tell Gladio that. It would already inflate his overblown ego.]

But we've got all day to ourselves. We should make the most of it.

[sworn_shield]

[He grins like he knows what the other is thinking. Gladiolus' ego knows no bounds and even if the words do not leave Noctis' mouth it doesn't so anything to deflate it. He brushes against the other into an aroring nuzzle, delighting in feeling stubble against his own.]

We better make the most of it, huh?

[His hand slips down Noctis' side again pads of his fingers rough. Gladio's smile remains, but his tone is a little more serious.]

It's been awhile though, so don't let me push you too hard alright?

[Despite the question, Gladio's intention is clear. He doesn't want to hurt Noctis, and if they have to work up to it over a few days, weeks like they had the first time- He remembers watching Noctis use toys fondly- He is fine with that. ]

[fishingking]

[The nuzzle is affectionate and Noctis closes his eyes, and enjoys it in like a cat being pet. It's both comforting and warm and he can't get enough of it. ]

Mn, you don't wanna disappoint your king. [He practically purrs at the touch. He's still a little blissed out and content from their previous activity. Everything is still warm and a little fuzzy, but he's going to relish in the feeling.

Gladio's voice is a little more serious. He's has a good point, but Noctis isn't delicate.]

I'm sure I can handle it.

[sworn_shield]

I would never.

[He says so sincerely as he peeks at rhe other, amber eyes soft as he watched Noctis pleased, relaxed features he hasn't seen in so long.

Gladio can't help himself and kisses him again, moving down slowly to his jaw, then neck and over his clavicle. He works to leave another mark, this one a little easier to hide, but at the same time he is over Noctis again, tucking his legs underneath himself and bent over his sprawled out king.]

You shower last night?

[He says teasing as his hands fan over Noctis' hips, tongue working down to find a nipple.]

Because I'm thinking of some very indecent ways to work you up again. And if not I'll just do it in there.

[fishingking]

[His hand combs through long hair and ends up stroking over that square jaw and beard. He kisses back slowly. He can feel the sincerity in Gladio's words and even his kiss.

But soon the kisses move lower. They're almost teasing, but then there's a hard suck against his clavicle and the king lets out a soft gasp. Gladio's body is covering his again. and his hands rake over that strong back as he pets the muscles. His movements are still a little lazy and relaxed.

At the question he lets out a huff.]

Yeah, I showered. But I think I'm going to need another one eventually.

[Not any time soon, hopefully.]