Gladio gives Noctis a teasing pat to the behind as the other crawls out from over Prompto, leaving him a much better way to get to the man. He purrs into thenkiss, not caring how sloppy it was-it only made it that much more intense- as ye reaches down to hook a hand under his knee. Bring it up and around his waist, giving it a squeeze to tell him to stay as he starts working on the buckles of those boots.

"Better now?" He says to him, eyes teasing as his tongue drags against Prompto's cheeks cleaning up the bit of mess there from when he had pulled away. His hips push into Prompto's touch, insistent. "I promise I've learned my lesson. No letting the royal brat distracte me."