Gladio wasn't the only one enjoying the sounds around him. If he wasn't busy, he could let himself get lost in the sounds of pleasure surrounding him. Each low moan made Ignis' voice want to join them and when Noctis shifted, he was more than glad to let his pace speed up a little. Call it a reward for the constant attention, or simply a sign of the devotion that he'd had for as long as he could remember. Either way, it all worked out.
He let blunt nails sketch out aimless patterns on Noctis' thighs as he gently encouraged the king to shift a bit lower. He was well aware that Prompto was keeping Noct's mouth busy, but he was still determined to get his former charge to deliver some of the language that their companions had wanted to hear just moments earlier.
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Date: 2017-02-27 04:53 am (UTC)He let blunt nails sketch out aimless patterns on Noctis' thighs as he gently encouraged the king to shift a bit lower. He was well aware that Prompto was keeping Noct's mouth busy, but he was still determined to get his former charge to deliver some of the language that their companions had wanted to hear just moments earlier.