Prompto's hand slid along Noctis' back as their king moved, but once he was over Ignis, Prompto's hand dropped to instead run over the muscles in front of him that he had once been envious of a long time ago. Now he only appreciated them in a different and made sure to tell Gladio that fact often. Usually without words, as he was doing now, pressing firmly against the hard planes.
"Much better." Then, if Gladio wasn't going to say it, he would. With a smile, he spoke again, slight teasing tone to his voice even though he was 100% honest. "Ignis tastes good on you." Then again, any of them would taste good with any of them.
At the insistent push into his hand, he stopped his light strokes, but still had to tease a little bit. Starting at the base of Gladio's larger cock he moved his hand slowly to the tip, letting his entire thumb press firmly to the underside as he did, where at the end it curled and smeared whatever precum he found there.
He laughed a little bit at Gladio's next statement and glanced over to see Noctis straddling Ignis, seemingly trying to work him up again, or at least get some pleasure from his adviser. "He is a good distraction." And he allowed himself to look over his best friend for a moment. He would really hate it when all this had to end. But that was a really depressing thought, so he quickly and somewhat violently pushed it away.
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"Much better." Then, if Gladio wasn't going to say it, he would. With a smile, he spoke again, slight teasing tone to his voice even though he was 100% honest. "Ignis tastes good on you." Then again, any of them would taste good with any of them.
At the insistent push into his hand, he stopped his light strokes, but still had to tease a little bit. Starting at the base of Gladio's larger cock he moved his hand slowly to the tip, letting his entire thumb press firmly to the underside as he did, where at the end it curled and smeared whatever precum he found there.
He laughed a little bit at Gladio's next statement and glanced over to see Noctis straddling Ignis, seemingly trying to work him up again, or at least get some pleasure from his adviser. "He is a good distraction." And he allowed himself to look over his best friend for a moment. He would really hate it when all this had to end. But that was a really depressing thought, so he quickly and somewhat violently pushed it away.