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]

[When Noctis wants something, the brat he was, the teenager could not be deterred from it for nearly anything. Gladio hasn't tried hard yet, and had intended to ply the other with soothing words and kisses snuck between long moments of relaxing, but what happens instead is that Noctis says those words, and he takes it as a challenge.]

You gonna teach me something? [He says, unable to hide the cockiness in his voice. His fingers tighten on Noctis' skin slightly but he doesn't stop him, hand sliding down to join the other on his hips as that mouth slides down his neck.] Like what?

[fishingking]

[ He grins against Gladio's skin, sharp and almost wicked. It looked like Gladio wasn't going to put up much of a fight (at least a fight against this) and Noctis was going to celebrate his victory with wet open mouthed kisses along his neck.

They were more alike than they would both admit. They never liked to back down from a challenge, especially if it was issued by the other. It was ridiculous but sometimes it brought out the best in them. And the worst, but that wasn't important. ]

I think I can teach you how to be quiet. [He pauses to suck at a particularly sensitive spot on Gladio's neck] You could learn a thing or two about keeping your voice down.

[Not that he was one to talk.]

[sworn_shield]

[Being able to egg each other on was one of the worst traits the two of them had, tho mostly it sticks to instagating each other in the bedroom and teasing the other members of the Prince's Crownsguard. The dark noise thay leaves Gladio isn't at all upset over such a challenge however, though it is much quieter than usual, a rumble in his chest that Noctis was sure to feel.]

That's rich, coming from you.

[His hands slide down to flatten along the curve of Noct's ass, fingers spreading and slowly gripping as the other marks him so high up. It'll be visible even with a shirt, the brat.]

Fine then, work your magic, Prince Charmless.

[fishingking]

At least I'm not as loud as you. [Which was true. Noctis was the quieter of the two of them. Sometimes. There was always the times where Gladio would have the prince practically screaming as he pounded into him.

But that wasn't what was going to happen today.

He feels that low rumble of a purr. It is quieter than usual, but its still there. Noctis wonders how long he has until he can get him to really make some noise. His eyes flick up to the marks he can see darkening already. They're going to be dark and prominent and there'd be no way for him to cover them up. His hands rake down that broad chest, brushing over nipples and ink on skin. He grazes his teeth over a sensitive spot on Gladio's neck before he bites down. He shifts his hips as he feels those hands spread along his ass.]

[sworn_shield]

You say that, but I'm pretty sure that was you biting the pillow last week, not me.

[But Gladio is clearly teasing. This isn't a competition at all, just mutual want even though the Shield was being a little reluctant about it, playing hard to get but much less harder (and more, in other places) as time goes on.]

Besides, [His words and breath hitch as Noctis bites down, eyes going half lidded and hips rolling up against the other, making sure that the Prince felt his cock stiffening between their bodies.] You like it when I'm loud and saying filthy things that make your pretty face blush.

[fishingking]

[ It's not fair how easily Gladio can get him to flush with just his words alone. Even now he can feel his face heat up at the mention of it. It's entirely not fair and he lets his nails gently scrape against Gladio's nipples in retaliation. ]

Then it's too bad we can't be too loud here, then.

[ It comes out as a purr, something low. It's another challenge issued and the prince is almost confident that Gladio will accept it. How loud can they be? They don't want to get caught but... a little noise never hurt anyone.

His other hand dips into the warm water around them. It slides over Gladio's slick belly and over that stiffening member between them. He gives it one slow teasing stroke as he sucks along Gladio's shoulder. ]

[sworn_shield]

[It isn't fair at all, and he laughs as red flushes up Noctis' face until the noise is strangled by a hiss, that scratch of those nails pleasurable and jolting heat through his body.]

You just can't make up your mind, can you? [His eyes are dark with want, one hand slipping up the Prince's back and into his hair, tangling in firmly as his hips push up into that stroke. Gladio hates being teased, when what he wants is so close.] It's because I spoil you, and you always get exactly what you want. Maybe I need to change that.

[He yanks on that hair just enough for it to be pleasureably painful, and his mouth crashes against Noctis' own with greedy intent and a low moan.]

[fishingking]

[ That hand slides up his back and is in his hair. He doesn't mind when those hands are roaming upward. He wants to feel them all over his body, holding him. Touching him.

His touch on Gladio's still stays loose. He rubs his thumb over the head. He's teasing and he knows it. It's going to drive his shied crazu and it's going to be great. ]

I don't have a-- [He lets out a hiss when his hair is pulled almost painfully. Its so sudden and it takes him off guard. He's forced to look up at Gladio, stare at those dark eyes for a brief moment before a pair of lips crush against his own.

He lets out his moan own man and his hand tightens around Gladio's length a he gives it a good stroke.]

[sworn_shield]

[He drinks down Noctis' moan, not caring about being quiet at all as they disturb the otherwise peaceful water with their bodies. Gladio's skin is slick with water and sweat, and his whole body feels hot and unfocused. What Noctis gives him isn't enough, and he wants so much more.]

Yes- [He hisses out, not quiet about it at all as Noctis grips him tight and strokes him like he should have from the start. There is no reservations about any of it bow, The Six be damned if The Shield gets caught with him like this. Licking his way into Noct's mouth he kisses the other hotly, the way he knows he likes, and despite the previous threats of holding off there is exactly zero restraint in how Gladio gave to him now as he reaches between them to touch Noctis as well.]

[fishingking]

[It's only a single word, but Gladio says it was such need that it makes Noctis shudder against him. He hadn't expected for things to get so heated so soon. He expected to draw this out, make Gladio writhe for him, but that wasn't going to happen. Not when the other had him in his grasp.

He lets out another strangled noise into his shield's mouth when he was touched. The stroke is firm, sure, and just the way he likes it. His hips press into that touch. It's not enough, but it's what Gladio will give him, and he'll take it. Noctis tries to return the favor, matching each stroke with one of his own. ]

Shit, Gladio... [His voice comes out as a whine.] Don't stop...

[sworn_shield]

[Gods he loved hearing Noctis when he is worked up, and it makes him shudder as much as the teenager touching him. The pace he sets is of rough and fast strokes, all heat and no grace to bring them the quickest to the peak of their pleasure.]

Hell no. [Like he could even think of stopping? It wasn't possible. He drops his head to run his mouth against skin, stubble rough against the Prince as his Shield works them up to the point of too much, too soon, all with heated and very obvious and loud noises of pleasure.]

[fishingking]

Everything is rough, hot, fast. He's too worked up already, and they've only just started. He can feel that stubble against his skin. It's the kind of roughness that he can only associate with Gladio. Something that's distinctly his and only for Noctis to really know like this.

He lets out a low whine. It's quiet and hushed in Gladio's ear. He did say he was quieter than his shield, and he was going to prove it. Maybe. Gladio tugs just right and Noctis' breath hitches. His own hand squeezes and mimics Gladio's movements.

[sworn_shield]

[Okay, so Gladio doesn't know how to be quiet. Not one to let that get in the way he is determined to focus on their pleasure now that they have started. His breath ghosts Noctis' skin in warm pants, kisses opened mouthed and with a scrape of his teeth to them. Anything, everything to make his Prince feel good.

Rewarded with those quiet noises that are still too quiet for him, Gladio's free hand sweeps up the other's back.]

So good, Noct. [He says breathlessly, dark eyes unfocused but the intensity of his voice certainly not.] All I want to do is keep you here, take you apart piece by piece, until you're so loud, so worked up, and all mine.

[fishingking]

[ His back arches against that touch along his back. Everything is so hot. His skin is heated, teetering on being almost uncomfortable. It's both too much and not enough at the same time. He's held in place by that strong hand on his back, and the other wrapped around his dick.

Noctis can feel his face heat up at those words and the intensity in that voice. He knew he was already red before, but these words force him to feel the flush run down his neck again. Those words alone almost send him over the edge, and he can feel himself spurt just a bit of precum under the water. He's so close, but doesn't want to stop yet. ]

Gladio... [It's louder this time. His voice sounds almost ragged and foreign to his own ears.] I-I want you to--[Do what? Finish him off this way? Do more? It's hard to think.]

[sworn_shield]

[He's close, but when the other says his name like that, pleads with him for somethong, Gladio can hold off. He groans hotly, mouthing his way up to kiss Noctis again. The hand on the other doesn't stop, but he can feel the way Noctis twitches in his grip. Each tug stays hard but he does slow, drawing it out, needing to hear what he has to say.]

Fuck, Noct. [Short on breath, and he's close. Gladiolus' breath and tone is uneven to the point of pantingm The teen should know just how close he is, with how that thick shaft jerks in his grip.] Say it, tell me. Don't you think of holding back.

[fishingking]

[ They're both close. They're so close. He can feel his muscles tighten and clench. But Gladio's hand slows down to an agonizingly slow pace. He can feel each hot breath against his skin, each word vibrate against his skin. He lets out another breath and a soft whine might or might not have come with it. He needs to come so bad but he can't. Not yet. Not when it's not what he wants. ]

Fuck me. [The words are practically growled out against the other's ear. He wants to make it clear it's what he wants. He wants Gladio to hear it in his voice, to feel it in the way he shifts his hips. His own hand slows down around that thick cock and he squeezes around the base.]

[sworn_shield]

[Hadn't this started out with Gladio saying no? Well, it doesn't really matter at this point. When Noctis looks at him like that, demands from him there is no other choice thab for him to obey. Not out of duty, not because he is the Prince's Shield, but because he aches and wants the other so damn much that no other thought for Gladio exists.

The groan that was supposed to be from him coming is choked into a snarl as Noctis squeezes him, prevents him from actually doing so. Gladio shudders right on that edge and he looks at the other with parted lips and unfocused eyes as he stares directly into the other's own. It takes him a minute, because he was right fucking there , but he gathers himself back up with a low, rough strain to his voice that only promises only the best.]

If that's how you're gonna ask, Prince Charmless.

[But he tilts his head to kiss him harshly first, letting go of Noctis' dick to put both hands on his hips. A moment later he will haul the other up and to the edge of the spring, settling between the Prince's legs.]

[fishingking]

[It's the snarl that really makes it worth it. The shudder is also a nice touch as well. Noctis feels the corners of his mouth pull up into a smirk. It's rare that he gets to see his Shield like this. He's so close to the edge and it's written all over his body. In the way his muscles tense, the way he shudders, in every breath.

Gladios eyes are dark and unfocused. Noctis knows just how much he wants him, and it's great.

He has a comment he has about how Gladio really likes this, but there's a pair of lips against his own. It wasn't really that important, anyways. Despite wanting this, he has to let out as sound of disappointment when Gladio's hand pulls off his dick. But this is what he wants. Everything is going to be so much better later when Gladio gives in.

However, he makes a sound when he's unceremoniously hauled up to the edge of the spring. His fingers grip the edge of the rock and he stands, now barely even waist deep in the water. It's a strange sensation of cool air and hot water, but he'll manage.]

[sworn_shield]

[There is no time for coy seductivness or games. Gladio is more than likley right where Noctis whats him, rough and ready to push harder than he normally does, to help him forget all about the shitty day they have so far left behind.

Gladio's hands slide from low on Noctis' legs up past his hips, over the young man's chest and into his hair as he kisses him again. Deeply, heatedly, and biting at his lips when he pulls away to speak.]

Over. [He says with a wicked grin in his eye, tongue flicking out to wet his bottom lip, where he can still taste the other's mouth.] I'm gonna open you up with my tongue until you're begging for my cock.

[Because well, Gladio is never anything if but direct, and he'll stay that way as he pushes Noctis over the edge of the warm water, face into the cool stone.]

[fishingking]

[ Gladio's lips are on his own,hot, hungry, and biting. Noctis is left almost breathless, panting against the other's mouth. His lips are almost sore--he knows they're swollen and probably red by now.

And then his Shield gives a single command and Noctis is glad he's holding on to the edge of the spring because he's almost certain his knees went weak. Gladio's voice is demanding, direct, and each word only has him wanting this even more. He thought he had some control over this, but now he knows he's lost it the minute he's pushed over. Everything is going to go at Gladio's pace whether Noct likes it or not. ]

Fuck, Gladio... [He hisses as his face is pressed into the stone.] Yes.

[sworn_shield]

[That was often the risk one ran with Gladio-Teasing can either make him melt or snap him into acting. It isnimply in his nature, but the way he sees Noctis react, the way the his Prince is eager to comply makes it easy to tell he clearly didn't mind.

Pressing a kiss to the middle of Noctis' back, a smile curves against the teen's skin, hands sliding down his sides to grasp at his sides. Gladio doesn't take much longer than that- They are too worked up, too needy to stop- before his teeth rake down the curve of his spine, water warm around him as he kneels to settle in behind the other.

Hands spreading the other open for him, all too happy to more lower and lower, Gladio's tongue draws right over Noctis' entrance, one quick tease before pushing in, opening the other uo around him with a posessive growl.]

[fishingking]

[Gladio is large and protective over him. Noctis feels him at his back, kissing and practically teasing him as he moves lower. He lets out a soft hiss and his back arches a bit when he feels the teasing scrape of teeth against his spine. He's too sensitive everywhere and every touch just makes him want even more. His legs spread as Gladio kneels down to give him better access.

The first tease has him cry out. It's hot, wet and incredibly invasive. He doesn't know whether or not he wants to move away from that wet intrusion or toward it. And then he feels it press inside and Noctis has to hold back the noise he wants to make. His hands grip the edge of the stone, and he bites into the meat of his arm to muffle the loud moan that threatens to fall from his lips.]

[sworn_shield]

[He would smirk, if Gladio's mouth was not otherwise busy. Noctis won't be allowed to pull away' Strong hands holding fast to him to keep the other in place, the stubble along his jaw brushing against the Prince's toned thighs.

Perfect. He hears the other muffle his noises and Gladio continues, working Noctis slick and open for him, knowing how hard the other is. Hell, if he comes from it, it will make Gladio that much more smug.]

[fishingking]

[ [He can't move away. Two strong hands have him pressed firmly against Gladio's face, and he can't move away from that wet heat working it's way into him. He wants to touch himself, wants to thrust against that face, wants to have Gladio fuck him, but he doesn't know what to ask for first.

His grip is almost white knuckled as he tries to keep himself up. He can feel his cock leaking already, but this isn't how he wants to come. Not yet. Not when he hasn't felt Gladio in him like this just yet. He lets out a growl of frustration, but it almost sounds like a sob to his ears. He doesn't know what he's going to do.] ]

G-Glad.... [He's so close, and he's sure that Gladio canhear it in his voice, feel it in the way his body tenses.]

[sworn_shield]

[Fuck, he might just come from the way Noctis sounds underneath him. Gladio has never made it a secret that making Noctis squirm and cry out got him hot, but this was almost too much for him after all that teasing..

Not that he can let the other know that. In fact, as his name is called he swirls his tongue against that puckered entrance again, coasting him wetly. Noctis will never be able to take his cock like this- Gladio's too damn big- but he might be able to squeeze in a finger or two as he finally pulls off of him, biting that tempting nub of the tailbone jus5 for good measure.]

Say it, Noct.