monstertrash | KNEE HIGH BOOT KINK OPEN POST

Prompto's arm tightened around Noctis, almost as if to tell him he wasn't going to be going back to those meetings anytime soon. But then Gladio was kissing Noct and Ignis had tilted his head up to properly kiss him. He moved his other knee onto the couch, settling more into the space he'd claimed and allowing a better angle to kiss Ignis back. He hummed softly into the kiss and his eyes had closed for a moment to the emotions always brought up by Ignis' gentle kisses. But he also kind of wanted to help Gladio along.

The arm around Noctis moved lower, even though he didn't really loosen his hold. He didn't stop until his hand rested on the curve of their king's ass where he squeezed. The resultant noise had Prompto smile again as Ignis nipped at his lip and his eyes opened to catch Gladio's gaze. The promise there just made him smile more.

"So glad I don't have to go to those things." Or at least, if he did, he'd hardly ever showed up. He got himself more comfortable still. While his hand on Noctis didn't move, the hand on Ignis did, moving to lightly rub over his shoulders until his hand settled on the opposite shoulder, maintaining the closeness with all of them.

Noctis' lips parted for Gladio easily while the other kissed him slowly. He almost pressed forward against his shield, but he stopped when Prompto's arm held him even closer. It was almost comforting and the king had to let out a soft sound of appreciation against Gladio's lips.

It's almost laughable how easily he's ready to submit to his friends, but that's a thought for another time.

He lowered his hand to find Ignis' shoulder. It was a gentle touch. Something to let him know that he appreciated the words and the short break they were allowed for the evening. Something that let him know that he was there.

He could feel the hand at his waist go lower, and Noctis was already aware of where it was headed. When it squeezed against his ass, it forced a low sound from him as he arched his back.

There's something he wanted to say about Prompto's lack of attendance at the meetings, but Noctis would save that for another time.

Gladio growls low into Noctis' mouth at the rake of Ignis' nails, pushing his hips foward in a demand for the other man's attention, where he really wants him in the first place. He has never been exactly the quiet type, and it just makes it easy to know when Gladio is being worked up.

"Good plan?"

He asks the other as Noctis arches beautifully, teasing the corner of his mouth with another kiss. He lets go of him when he feels Prompto still keeping claim to the king, so he fluffs the blonde's hair with the hand that had just been touching Ignis and slides his hand around Noctis' front to start working off his royal rainment.

Waaay too many buttons.

"Don't worry, I'm sure the guests can preoccupy themselves for the night."

There was a low snort of laughter from Ignis before he idly swatted at Gladio's hip. The gesture was openly affectionate and something no one else save the men currently in the room would ever see out of the normally taciturn adviser. He let his free hand move up to settle atop Noctis', fingers squeezing as he silently thanked the younger man.

He might've adjusted to being blind, but that didn't mean he couldn't get lonely even in a room packed with people. Such contact offered him a chance to see once again, even if it wasn't in the conventional sense.

"I certainly hope I'm not going to be stuck at the bottom of this pile all night. It's already going to be difficult enough to get out of these damned pants."

Before the Shield could protest too much, Ignis had let his hand drift back from where it'd delivered its mock chastisement only to work one side of Gladio's pants as low as he could manage.

"Stop fussing."

Prompto gave a huff in slight indignation. What was he, a kid? That wasn't even the type of action he was promised, and now his hair was messed up and they didn't even get to the really fun parts yet.

Fine, if that's the way the bigger man was going to be, he'd just ignore him until he got what he was promised. And, well, his hair was already messed up now and his lips weren't in use, so he went for the first thing that came to his mind.

And if it happened to kick what they were all doing up a notch, then so be it.

First, he leaned over to kiss Noctis on his neck and sucked on the skin a little bit as an apology for letting go of him completely. Now with both of his hands free, he was able to maneuver himself around to run them down Ignis' chest. "Don't worry, Iggy, I'll help with that." Was it petty to use Gladio's name for Ignis while he ignored the shield? Probably, but he didn't care.

He kissed Ignis wherever he could, whether that was his lips or his neck or his collarbone. His hands moved around Ignis' arms to quickly work on unfastening his pants. It did take some work to tug them out of the way, but once they were, he moved again before anyone could stop him. He buried his head in Ignis' lap, almost immediately taking him in his mouth. Take that, Gladio... part of him may have hoped Ignis found a different use for his hands now.

He was not a fan of losing the contact between himself and Prompto, but the lips along his skin were a nice enough apology. He almost felt spoiled between the two. Gladio's mouth still nipped at his own while he worked at the too many buttons he has. His free grabed at the edge of his shield's shirt and he hiked it up even further.

His lips traveled lower as he niped at sucked at Gladio's neck. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Prompto kiss down Ignis' collarbone and chest. He tore his attention away to pull the shield's shirt over his head, and when his attention returned to the other two, he was...

Well, he wasn't disappointed with the site.

"Nice work, Prompto," he says against dark skin. His own hand goes down to ruffle blond hair as well.

Whoops.

"Well you might be. You'd look damn pretty at the bottom of the pile anyway."

Gladio is nothing if not annoyingly suggestive at times. He grins, working on Noctis' clothes the same way the king is working on his, but it seems he's stolen a bit too much of the man's time for Prompto's taste. He hears the distinctive noise of a zipper being undone when he has his head in his upheanded shirt, and by the time he pulls it off-a little unamused noise at how a certian someone was using his nicknames- he is greeted with the sight of Prompto with his face buried in Ignis' lap.

"Someone couldn't wait."

He huffed again, but doesn't seem more than just a little put out. Instead he focuses his attention on dragging off Noctis' clothes, and once his shirt and belt are off, he is running his hand up Ignis' thigh, over the fabric of his pants and running his fingers over Prompto's lips stretched around the man's cock. The other drags Noctis in to bite at his throat.

"Looks like you're not getting up, Ignis."

A groan tore from Ignis' throat before he could stop it. He'd never been the noisiest of lovers, but that was the last thing he'd expected. It was beyond a pleasant surprise. Nails bit into Gladio's hip even as instinct pushed him to sink his other hand into Prompto's hair. He couldn't help but tighten his fingers in that shock of blond hair when he felt someone's fingers drag along where Prompto's lips were wrapped around him.

"Oh, I assure you, I'm getting up just fine. Don't worry about that."

It seemed that years spent around Gladio made their mark in more than one way.

Prompto gave a muffled noise in protest at feeling Gladio's fingers at his lips. He had his chance and didn't take it, now he was going to have to wait! One hand moved to swat at Gladio's wrist while the other helped him work on Ignis. He started with gentle sucks and firm licks, but once he felt hands in his hair, he hummed in pleasure and started to take in more of Ignis' length.

He tried not to laugh at Ignis' reply to Gladio, but small vibrations of a quiet chuckle still made their way out. Prompto would make sure Ignis got 'up' as much as he could. His eyes fell shut as he really got into what he was doing. The bob of his head was probably still too slow for Ignis, but that was part of the fun. At least he was sucking a little harder now and every time he pulled up, his tongue swirled around the head and across the slit.

His shirt and belt are dragged off and end up on a pile on the floor. He kicks off his pants along with his shoes (fortunately the king didn't have to wear the large boots that his companions had). He was now nearly naked save for his boxers and he was more than happy to be.

He hisses as Gladio's bites against his neck. His fingers dig into tanned flesh in surprise and he lets out a groan. His free hand continues to pet through Prompto's hair, down the side of his cheek and presses at the other corner of his mouth. If he didn't want to let Gladio do this, maybe he'd let his king.

"Hnn, you've got me there, Iggy. Aren't you lucky I'm here to make him huffy once in awhile?"

He teases, even as his hand is smacked away. Well fine then, Noctis is plenty willing to make those lovely noises against him, he can make it up to Prompto later. For now he is reaching for the other side of his pants, coordinating with Ignis to slide them down mid thigh and drag tight boxers down as well to free his hardening cock.

He hisses at how good it feels to no longer be trapped, finishing working the bruise on Noctis and licking over the spot. His hand travels between them to grab the front of those boxers and give him a teasing squeeze through it, before muttering in to Noctis.

"Looks like prompto is way too dressed. Why dont you climb up behind him and take care of that?"

It wasn't often that Ignis wished for his sight back. Sure, in the beginning, he had but once adjusting, he realized he was quicker on his feet in a fight and could truly listen in to someone which made it easier to gauge their emotional state. Now, he wished for it back simply because the knew the sight would be a magnificent one and thanks to their trip, he'd seen some rather beautiful ones.

Gladio earned a shaky smile even as he inched closer to help get his pants out of the way, his fingers no longer leaving trails of pink in their wake. His sight wasn't necessary for him to know where he wanted to touch next, though. Once he felt enough warm skin under his fingers, he shifted his touch to where Gladio had so obviously been trying to direct him just moments ago, the well worn leather of his gloves likely an interesting sensation on Gladio's newly freed cock.

He was hard pressed to stay mostly upright now thanks to the attention Prompto was paying him. Each time the younger man pulled up, he had to bite back a low moan. His hand was almost shaking now, and the clench from earlier had shifted to barely trembling fingers carding through the soft blond locks, as if offering mute praise.

Prompto felt more fingers at his mouth, but these were on the opposite side and smaller than Gladio's. He knew at once who they belonged to and at his next upward motion, he released Ignis for a moment. Instead he turned his head slightly to take his king's fingers in his mouth, imitating exactly what he had been doing to Ignis. The hand that had been helping him along gave full strokes to Ignis' cock, making sure the pleasure would remain unbroken.

After a moment, he returned, taking the entirety of Ignis' length in his mouth and giving a particularly hard suck on his way up in apology. He could easily turn his head and start on Gladio too, but he was still ignoring the bigger man.

Or trying to. The words he spoke to Noctis had Prompto shiver slightly and moan softly before he could stop it. Of course he was turned on from everything that was happening, and being free of the confines of his clothes would feel much better. He absently wondered what else Noctis would do, if anything.

Such thoughts made him give even more to Ignis, curling his tongue against the underside and gently fondling his balls with a hand while his free hand gripped Ignis' inner thigh.

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Prompto's mouth is licking at sucking at his fingers and Noctis imagines how good it must feel for Ignis. Prompto was always so talented with his mouth, and the prince couldn't wait to feel that against his won cock. He slowly pumps his fingers in and out of that warm heat before the blond goes back to working on the length in front of him.

His hips press into that hand squeezing him through his boxers and he lets out a soft sound. There's words muttered against his skin that take him a moment to fully register.

He gives a weak nod before he pulls away and settles behind Prompto. His mouth works at the back of his neck while his arms snake around his friend's thin waist. One hand works at undoing his belt while the other slides under his shirt. His fingers find a nipple and he gently scrapes his nails against it.

Letting go of Noctis, Gladio relases a low, pleased sigh, Ignis' gloved hand on his cock is divine, and since his handsnare free now he should clearly return the favor.

And probably get back onto Prompto's good graces, somehow.

He runs a hand through Ignis' hair, fingers clenching onto short locks and kissing him roughly again as he leans in and pulls the man forward too.

"They're a pretty sight, Iggy. Promoto sucking you off, Noctis curling up over him, trying to work fast. I dunno know I'm gonna last, especially when you're all flushed like that."

Gladio's stamina, of course, has never really been a question of doubt. But it would be wrong of him to keep the sight of them to himself when he can paint Ignis such a good picture of it.

"You still mad at me Prompto? When you're done with him, I'll come make it up twofold for you."

There's no shame in Ignis as he let his legs spread even more to give Prompto all the room between them he could want. His hips aren't still anymore, each pull of Prompto's lips making them shift restlessly. There's no fussing when a hand closes in his hair and pulls him upright. There's just a hiss before his lips are caught. All he can do is moan after that, his back arched as he let his hand work Gladio's cock close to the same pace that his own was being tormented.

Prompto shivered slightly and moaned again at the way Noctis felt pressed up against him from behind. When his nipple is toyed with, he can't help the way he gasps around Ignis and arches into Noctis. He squirms slightly, wanting to feel more.

Even though he's still trying to ignore Gladio, he also can't help but enjoy the words Gladio speaks to Ignis. In a way it was kind of like dirty talk, but it also started to paint a picture for Ignis to see. Of course Prompto could have done a better job, but he was currently busy being part of the scene.

He tried to huff again at Gladio's question, but it didn't really sound like it with Ignis' cock filling his mouth and he wasn't about to change that just to recognize Gladio. But he was kind of hoping and looking forward to Gladio keeping this promise.

A sudden idea popped up, just in case Gladio wasn't going to keep this promise, and Prompto tried a little harder to get Ignis off.

Noctis' hand worked at opening up Prompto's pants and when he accomplished that task,shoved both his pants and boxers down. With those out of the way, that same hand wrapped itself around the blond's free cock and began to stroke. His mouth continued to work down Prompto's neck. He let out a frustrated growl when he's stopped by the tank top, though.

He'd take it off, but then that would mean Prompto's pretty mouth would have to be removed from Ignis--Oh. That was an idea.

He moved to the side as he kissed back up Prompto;s neck, then over his jaw and cheek. Eventually he reached his mouth. He paused and pulled away for a moment to take in the site. It was gorgeous, but he had a plan and unfortunately staring wasn't part of it. He leaned forward and kissed at Ignis' hip bone before he moved down and reached the base of his cock where he gave a tentative lick.

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Ignis' mouth is got and he intents to take his breath away, catch every little moan and gasp from the man that Prompto was trying to pull from him. Only it isn't just Prompto, but Noctis eagerly getting in on the action.

"Fuck, Iggy. You give them an inch and they take it a mile..." He hisses, hips bucking into the man's touch. His free hand gropes for the nearest head of hair from the other two, tugging encouragingly and them pushing whichever one it was down Ignis' cock further.

In the back of his mind, Ignis quietly cursed the idea of starting things with Gladio where there was barely enough room for all of them. He wanted to spread out properly and while the tangle of limbs was very appealing, it was a bit overwhelming. Adding on the sudden knowledge that it was Noctis' mouth on him as well made him wonder what gods he'd pleased to deserve this kind of reward.

He muffled a hungry groan into the kiss before pulling back just enough to catch Gladio's lower lip in his teeth even as his hand gradually sped its pace along his length. He intended on doing more, biting down harder but he had to pull away, his hands shaking as he felt an all too familiar sensation curl tight low in his belly.

"Wait.. wait-"

Prompto sighed in relief as best he could when the materials were finally pulled away. Then Noctis started to stroke him and that sigh turned into a moan and he moved into the touch.

He paused, though still sucked and licked on what part of Ignis cock was still in his mouth, when he felt Noctis move the kisses across his jaw and cheek until it reached the corner of his mouth then the kissing disappeared. He opened his eyes and looked in the direction the kisses came from to see Noct staring at him. If he could smile, he would, instead he kept looking at Noct while he started to move his head again. It wasn't until Noctis moved closer to help that Prompto closed his eyes again.

He was about to share, to moved his mouth to the side rather than wrapping it completely around Ignis' cock, but then Ignis' told them to wait. Prompto did have a plan, so he just worked on the top half while he gave Noctis the bottom half. He didn't stop until Ignis was coming in his mouth and he moaned once at the flavor before reserving it. Quickly, he moved his hand from Ignis' thigh to Noctis' hair. Already finding Gladio's hand there, he pushed up on his wrist in order to indicate moving Noctis up so he could have some too, or do whatever with the rest of it while Prompto pulled off of Ignis.

It took a little bit of moving around, and he had to press into the back of the couch in order to kind of half sit up with Noctis still half laying over him, to look at Gladio. He tried going for a small glare, but it kind of lost it's affect with the lust also in his eyes, his slightly swollen lips, the little pants of breath coming out after denying himself a proper breath in so long.

"Gonna kiss me now?" He asked the bigger man and opened his mouth to show off what he reserved. It was a clear temptation that Gladio couldn't refuse, right?

Noctis continued to lick and suck along the bottom half of that length. His tongue might have bumped into Prompto's mouth but he made sure to stay on his bottom half until he felt Ignis' muscles tighten. He heard him say 'wait' and the king almost pulled himself away. However, Prompto continued to work and so Noctis did, as well.

He could feel the man underneath him and another hand join the one already buried in his hair. When he felt the blond move away, Noctis licked up Ignis' cock cleaning up any of the mess that Prompto left behind.

He couldn't let them stain his couch, okay.

Ignis says wait and their lovely, hot as fuck, bratty friends do not listen to a word he says. Gladio chuckles and keeps an hand on him to anchor Ignis as he quickly peaks, and with Prompto pulling away suddenly, Noctid and him are both a bit of a mess, cum dripping along their faces and chin.

He grins, and coaxes Ignis to let go of him so he can go to Prompto. Once he extracts himself from between the man's legs, he leans in and over Noctis' sprawled out form.

"Yeah I will. And you even saved some of Iggy for me. So thoughtful, Prompto."

His first kiss to the other is a quick peck on the lips, teasing. He doesnt even pull away before his hand grasps one of the younger man's shoulders to hold him in place for the next one, teeth raking against swollen lips and his tongue licking its way into his mouth for the hot, bitter taste of Ignis cum as he kisses him hard.

It was quicker than he'd wanted to start out and damn near painful in its intensity, but it was bliss and something he'd missed lately. He gasped out a noise of gratitude for Gladio's steadying touch even as his body slowly started to go limp in that wonderfully boneless way that only satiation could deliver.

Ignis would normally be scandalized to look so debauched but around his companions, he had no problem with being sprawled there, shirt rucked up and pants undone, softening cock out for all to see. No, at the moment, he was content to lean back and listen to his friends enjoying themselves.

"So nice to see you boys sharing. Don't you think so, Noctis?"

Prompto nearly smiled in triumph and didn't even have enough time to be disappointed at the first teasing peck before he was being properly kissed. Finally! More than ready for it, Prompto easily submitted to the kiss, offering the treat to Gladio's tongue before rubbing them together, as if smearing the essence between them. Gods but the kisses always tasted better with a third's added in. He moaned into the kiss and pressed a little more insistently into it, somewhat awkwardly leaning over Noctis as well, even though the bottom half of his body was still under him.

One hand now idly stroking through Noctis' hair, his newly freed hand moved to take over where Ignis left off. A reward or an apology for making Gladio wait, he didn't know, but he didn't really think too much on it now that he finally got what was promised to him.

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