"Hnn, you've got me there, Iggy. Aren't you lucky I'm here to make him huffy once in awhile?"

He teases, even as his hand is smacked away. Well fine then, Noctis is plenty willing to make those lovely noises against him, he can make it up to Prompto later. For now he is reaching for the other side of his pants, coordinating with Ignis to slide them down mid thigh and drag tight boxers down as well to free his hardening cock.

He hisses at how good it feels to no longer be trapped, finishing working the bruise on Noctis and licking over the spot. His hand travels between them to grab the front of those boxers and give him a teasing squeeze through it, before muttering in to Noctis.

"Looks like prompto is way too dressed. Why dont you climb up behind him and take care of that?"