He's almost short of breath when he sees Gladio's fist wrap around his impressive cock. It's so rare to see the man let go like this. Noctis can't take his eyes off of him. The way his body tenses and his muscles work is fucking gorgeous. He can feel his cock begin to stir again next to Prompto's thigh and he lets out a soft moan.

"Come on, Gladio. Cum on your king." he looks up at his shield with dark eyes as he licks his lips. He wants to seem him lose control.

White cum splashed across the booth of them and Noct let out a breath when it makes contact. It covers both of them in thick ribbons and splashes at their necks and just under their jawlines. He leans in to lick at a stray drop on Prompto's neck. He wants to let Ignis know what they're doing, but he feels the blonde's fingers rubbing at his nipples and it nearly makes him squirm.

"Ah--Promtpo...!" He groans as he buries his face in The crook of the blond's neck and focuses on cleaning him up.