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

[sworn_shield]

[That touch is reassuring, and Gladio rests his forehead against Noct's own. His breath comes in pants but it isn't from exertion, but rather holding himself back with how much he wants, needs His Prince. But he'll always protect him, and can't even phantom hurting Noctis himself.]

Not a chance. [He sinks deeper into him with each movement, Noctis working with him to keep pace. They are getting there, and Gladio's other hand moves from the base of his cock to the small of the teenager's back.] Fuck you feel good.

[He knows the other likes the praise, and Gladio's never really been shy with his words, curses or praise.]

[fishingking]

[ The prince lets out a huff as he feels Gladio's forehead against his own. It's an almost sweet gesture, but Noctis wouldn't use that word to describe them. It didn't sound right. Or maybe that was just his pride getting in the way. Regardless, it was nice and he leaned in to press his lips to Gladio's. Not because it was sweet.

Yeah.

The praise has him practically preening and he pushes himself harder and deeper on Gladio's cock. He tightens the muscles just a little bit, doing everything in his power to make it feel good for his bodyguard. A soft sound comes from his chest when he feel that cock hit against him and his fingers dig into the other man's tattooed shoulders. ]

[sworn_shield]

[Gladiolus groans hard, fingers tightening on Noctis' skin as he holds then flush together for a moment. He rolls his shoulders into the sting of Noctis' fingernails digging into him, lashes low over his eyes on pleasure.]

There you go, give it a minute. [He murmurs between their mouths, quiet and praising. Just a little bit longer, and he'll get to what they both want.]

[fishingking]

Gladio has him held down for a moment and Noctis bites his lip to hold back the groan as that large cock is pressed against him. He can already feel his cock leaking between them.]

A minute? [He breathes and tries not to sound like the praise was one of the best things he's ever heard.] You think I can't take it?

[Okay, maybe he shouldn't have said that considering they had to practically slow down just to accommodate him. But the words have already slipped out, and he's pretty much just issued a challenge. Whoops.]

[sworn_shield]

[Noctis knows how he is aboit challenges. Gladio's eyes open fully and he looks at the other with a glint in dark eyes.]

I think you'll forget where you even are before I'm done with you. [He growls, hands tightening on Noctis' hips, threatening to bruise before his hips surge up underneath the other, pushing them both off of the bed briefly with his hard thrust.] What do you have to say to that, Noct?

[fishingking]

[The prince knows that look. He's seen it during training, sparring and even in bed. Its a look that's either going to make Noctis regret his words or be thankful that he said them.

The hands on his hips tighten and the teen almost winces. Then his eyes go wide when their hips raise off up the bed and he comes slamming down. His breath hitches and he clings to his shield. One hand grips a shoulder, the other tangles itself in dark hair. They clench and unclench as a shudder goes through his body.] Ah...

[Maybe he didn't have anything to say, okay.]

[sworn_shield]

[Clearly he doesn't. Gladio smirks as those hand tighten on him, tilting his head down to mouth at pale skin. Down Noctis' neck, over his clavicle and so, so tempted to bite . Instead his breath lays hot over it, hands moving up the Prince's back to hold him close as he can.

He has to, needs to because of how achingly hot his want for the other is. He doesn't stop after that and lifts them off the bed in each thrust, groaning harshly against Noct's skin.]

[fishingking]

[ Everything is sensitive. His skin is hot and on fire. He tilts his neck back, giving Gladio more access. He knows they're not supposed to leave marks but he wants to feel the bite against his skin. He wants to feel sore for days.

Well, the sore part is probably going to happen.

Each thrust is hard and slams into his sweet spot. Noctis is left panting after each thrust. He tries to hold back any sounds, but they fall out from his lips between each breath. And then he feels the groan from Gladio, can feel the sound vibrating against his skin, and every hot breath.

He works his hips, tries to time his movements with Gladio's hard thrusts and slams himself against that cock. ]

[sworn_shield]

[It's so damn good, but Noctis is going to hurt himself if they aren't careful. Neither of them want to be careful however, and it's such a dilemma for Gladio until he comes up with a solution.

When Noct pushes down on him to fit them flush together he doesn't let the other back up, teeth scraping against skin (too lightly, he'll be disappointed to find out it wont leave marks.) As he adjusts how he holds the other. Why he does it isn't a question the other has to wait long for an answer for, because Gladio is rising up off of the bed and taking Noctis with him, pushing the Prince's back against the frame of the window and forcing Gladio's control over the pace.]

Take it, Noct. [He snarls, thrusts hard as he pushes into the other but Gladio controls the depth and the pace now and he will use it to his advantage and to keephim from hurting himself. The teenager's thighs in his hands as he pins him bodily against the wall. The noise of traffic from outside floats to them from the open window, but he doesn't care about anything other than fucking him, the new position giving gladiolus all the advantage and far away from that near-sweet pace from before.]

[fishingking]

[When he comes down, he finds out that he can't bring himself up. Gladio's hands are holding them flush together. The light scrape of teeth distracts him for a moment before his shield lifts them both from the bed. His arms wrap themselves over Gladio's shoulders.]

What are you-- [His back hits the window frame and he's cut off. He can't move. He has no leverage. Gladio's hands are on each of his thighs and he's pounding into Noctis. Its hard, its fast, and the prince has absolutely no control. He can only take what he's given. ]

Shit... [He growls it out before Gladio's pouds into him again. His head hits the back of the window frame and his legs try to find their way around his bodyguard's waist. Anything to find purchase.]

[sworn_shield]

[Every muscle in his back flexed with the hard way Gladio moves, only spurred on by the way Noctis growls and moves underneath him. He catches his mouth against the other's own once more in a hard, demanding kiss, low noises of pleasure falling from him without care.]

Good, good- [It is praise and egging th other on at the same time. With Noctis locking his legs around his waist, it leaves him stable enough to let Gladio bring a hand between them, curling around the prince's cock. He doesn't slow down for a moment, giving Noct exactly what he wants, knowing that they both must be getting close. He knows he can feel the pressure building, too close to overwhelming.]

[fishingking]

[ His lips are covered with Gladio's own and he lets out a noice that sounds suspiciously like a whine (but it's not becuase he doesn't whine). The praise has him holding on to the other man a little tighter and his and licking his way into his mouth.

He can fee heat pool at the pit of his stomach. His muscles tense around the other man's cock. He's so close he can feel it. He wants thrust into that hand around him, back against the cock inside, but he can't. He can only take what he's given and what he's given is nearly pushing him over the edge.]

G-Gladio... [There's an unsaid 'please' in there. A silent plea to help him finish that he'll never admit to in a thousand years.]

[sworn_shield]

[Right now he won't deny Noctis what he wants, what they both want. Gladio Shudders at hearing his name from the other like that, tongue tangling with Noctis' to share the wet heated kiss that is going to be his undoing.

Working the length of Noctis' cock, he urges the other to get there so that Gladio doesn't leave him behind. The bigger man shudders, holding the prince bruisingly tight as his thrusts stutter slightly. He is caught at that edge of pleasure, and it doesn't take him more than a few more thrusts for his vision to white out, Noctis' name on his tongue and spilling into the the other, hot and deep.]

[fishingking]

[He can feel the wet heat inside of him and he lets out a moan into Gladio's mouth as he spills between them. His body shudders against the larger man's own and he closes his eyes, feeling the overwhelming heat between them. It's intense and it feels amazing. It leaves him panting into Gladio's mouth, and his fingers digging into shoulders.

He doesn't know how long it lasts. He doesn't care. He just wants to press to his shield as he slowly comes down from their pleasure.]

[sworn_shield]

[He kisses Noctis long and slow between catching their breath, holding the other close to him, uncaring of the mess they have made of themselves. Eyes dark, he murmurs quiet praise to the other before sliding his hips back, reluctantly pulling out from that body tha5 was so tight around him.]

Careful, or you'll fall out the window. [He teases with a throaty laugh, and with Noctis clinging tight to him he moves the Prince back to the bed, content to fall into a messy puddle of cuddling for at least a few minutes before he cleans them up.]

[fishingking]

[ He kisses back, slow and lazily. He winces when Gladio pulls out, still not used to the strange sensation. It leaves him empty and almost loose, but the feeling was definitely worth it. ]

And who's fault would that be? [He murmurs as he rests his head against Gladio's shoulder. He can feel the vibrations of the other man's laugh and he smiles against the dark skin. He's more than content to let his partner pull him into bed. He curls into Gladio's chest and closes his eyes. Cuddling in bed sounds good. Maybe he can even nap for a bit.]

[sworn_shield]

[At that wince he soothes his hands down Noct's back once they are on the bed, pulling the other close to his chest. They had thrown all of the sheets and pillows off of the bed earlier, so he'll keep the other warm until they get up again.]

I hope you aren't implying that it would be me. [He says, lazily as he burys his face in Noct's hair, eyes closing and hiding a yawn.]

[fishingking]

Who's the one who shoved me next to the window? [ He sighs as he moves against Gladio's chest, seeking warmth. It's only them on the bed, but he's more than content to just lay there surrounded by Gladio's warm embrace. He drapes his own arm across his shield's body. It might be a touch possessive, but it's more out of affection than anything else.

It's already midday and he's ready to just sleep the rest of the day away like this. Maybe Gladio will forget about training and they can spend the rest of Noctis' break like this. ]

[sworn_shield]

Hmm, I guess you can blame me for that if you really want to, but I'd say you started the whole thing.

[He purrs with a grin, not minding that possessive arm around him. Noctis has left some rather obvious bites along his neck, and those aren't going to go away for awhile.]

[fishingking]

What did I do? [He pulls away a bit to look at Gladiolus and frowns. Sure, that voice purring low and teasing is nice, but the prince isn't going to take the blame for this.

Except when he actually looks at Gladio, he can't hold that frown. There's marks long his neck and he looks so damn content. How can he be anything but happy when he sees that?]

[sworn_shield]

[He grunts when Noct moves, not wanting the other to pull away. Cracking one eye open the man looks at him, reaching up toncoax the other back down to him.]

Do you really want to go back and forth on this? [Which means he was joking, kiddo. Promise.]

[fishingking]

[There's a hand already trying to coax him back down, and Noctis is already burying his head in Gladio's chest. He's too tired to argue about this, okay.

It doesn't mean that Gladio's right, though.]

Whatever. [He huffs against tanned skin. Don't mind him as he his eyes slip close.]