The slide of fingers along the back of his neck was a simple touch, but it was enough to make Ignis pause in his teasing to press his forehead to Noctis' thigh, groaning softly against the warm skin. It was a clear sign that while he'd already enjoyed himself one, he was well on his way to being ready for another round. He might not be as young as he once was, but his stamina was still an impressive thing in the right circumstances.

For years, he'd listened to that whine from Noctis, but now, it held such a vastly different meaning. Now, it meant that for once, it was his turn to push the King's buttons and don't think he had no intention of taking advantage of it. Not when he was curious to see how far he could push him and especially when he so clearly had everyone else on his side.

Gladio's 'threat' made him chuckle as his lips drifted higher once again, his cheek barely brushing against Noctis' cock even as deft fingers moved to tease at his balls, knowing full well that should get a real reaction from Noctis.