monstertrash | KNEE HIGH BOOT KINK OPEN POST

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.

Noctis continued to suck and lick around Ignis to make sure that he'd gotten every last drop. He let out a soft sound when fingers stroked through his hair. But he couldn't stay there the whole time. He crawled up into Ignis' lap and straddled his thigh, pressing his hardness against him. He wasn't against letting Ignis rest for a moment, but he wasn't going to leave him out of the rest of their fun. Or well. Noctis' fun.

"It's not a bad sight," he breathed as he pressed his lips to his adviser's in a soft kiss. "Gladio and Prompto seem to be enjoying themselves."

Gladio gives Noctis a teasing pat to the behind as the other crawls out from over Prompto, leaving him a much better way to get to the man. He purrs into thenkiss, not caring how sloppy it was-it only made it that much more intense- as ye reaches down to hook a hand under his knee. Bring it up and around his waist, giving it a squeeze to tell him to stay as he starts working on the buckles of those boots.

"Better now?" He says to him, eyes teasing as his tongue drags against Prompto's cheeks cleaning up the bit of mess there from when he had pulled away. His hips push into Prompto's touch, insistent. "I promise I've learned my lesson. No letting the royal brat distracte me."

Ignis' arms were still loose as they wrapped around Noctis' waist to let him press as close as he wanted. The kiss was met with a soft rumble of approval as Ignis gently coaxed the kiss to deepen. He might not be up for the same fun as a moment ago, but never let it be said that he wasn't one to enjoy the moment when it arose.

Beside that, he never took too long to be ready for a second round.

Even as he muffled an amused snort at Gladio's comment about the royal brat, he pulled back to deliver a nip to the King's lower lip.

"We can't leave you out of the fun, then."

His hands slowly glided along his back as he spoke before they dragged back to rest on Noctis' thighs.

"Tell me how you want me, my King. I'm yours."

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.

Both Prompto and Gladio's hands move along his back and backside and he nearly arches into their touch. The king's lips willingly part to allow Ignis to deepen their kiss. There's a comment said about him being a royal brat and he makes an indignant sound against the other's lips. He could be old with gray hairs and Gladio would still call him a brat. He almost nips at Ignis' lip for the snort he lets out, but before he can, he feels the same treatment against his own.

Maybe he'd forgive them. Plus, Prompto said that he was a good distraction.

His hands slipped under Ignis' shirt and he let his fingers trace against hard abs and light skin. He slowly ground his hips against his adviser and let out a soft sound. When he spoke, the king had to pull away and look at him.

He let his free hand come up and cup the the other man's face and he leaned in to whisper against kiss swollen lips, "Hm, Why don't you put your mouth to good use?"

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Gladiolus groans against prompto, most ofnhis attention on him and that hand on his dick, but Ignis murmmered words and Noctis' reply are unfairly hot. He licks at hos lips, still tasting Ignis in his mouth, and tugs off the boot he had been working his way down off of and deposits it haphazardly behind them somewhere.

"Yeah he does, and you left him all blissed out over there. I'm sure he'll be ready to go for another round soon, but lets get these off first."

He switches promptos legs over his hips, wanting to be done so he can take the other man's pants off. Noctis has managed to get mostly naked with Gladio's help, but he is the only one. And that's totally not fair in orgy logistics, right?

"Don't I always?"

The grin twisting his scarred lips was a wicked one. The angle would be impossible, especially now that free space on the couch was dwindling and while the king was powerful, he couldn't just poof new furniture into being. It took a bit of doing to get himself off of the couch, but he figured Noctis wouldn't mind moving and settling back into his place while Ignis moved to a more advantageous spot. He only paused to let his hand slide along what had to be Gladio's back before drifting down to glide over that perfect ass.

Once he'd idly praised his lover, he moved to settle before the king, folding gracefully down onto his knees even as he was reaching for whatever skin of Noctis' he could find.

Prompto was equal parts amused and turned on from Ignis and Noctis' interaction, not to mention how turned on he was from everything else that had already happened. He watched them as they rearranged themselves and Prompto couldn't help the open smile. "That's hot. Gonna serve him any way you can, huh, Ignis?"

He felt one of the large boots being removed before the hearing telltale 'thump' of it hitting the floor. He looked back at Gladio and aided in bringing his other leg around for the larger man to work on the other one. All the while, he continued the slow but firm teasing strokes over Gladio's cock. He still didn't know what he wanted to do with it, but one thing at a time, right? First he apparently needed to be a little less dressed.

But in the meantime he gave a small smirk to Gladio, wondering if he'd play along. He did well enough to paint a picture for Ignis earlier... so it wouldn't be too much of a stretch to join in. He looked back over at Ignis and Noctis, to talk to them. To ask them questions. Yep, just simple questions...

"Are you gonna go slow, Ignis? Like I did at the start for you? Gotta say I love the way I could feel every little detail with my tongue. Can't tell too much if it's too fast." He looked up at Noctis then. "You wouldn't want to make him miss that opportunity, would you Noct? Want him to memorize the shape of that gorgeous cock of yours so he can see it whenever he wants to? Might make the meetings less boring for him." He moved his hand from Gladio's muscles to touch Noctis' hand. He could go on, if it seemed like they like it...

The wicked grin Ignis gave him was enough to make Noctis almost shudder. He pressed his lips to other man's one more time before he swapped places and ended up with his back on the couch. From there he could drink in the sight of everyone. Gladio was working at Prompto's clothes (and the nearly infinite number of straps their booths have) while Igis settled down on his knees before him. Noctis pulled down his own boxers to mid thigh. He was already so close to being naked, he might as well finish the job.

His fingers ran through Ignis' hair, messing it up even further. Good thing they weren't expected to see anyone else for the rest of the night. Just as he was about to guide his adviser further down, he heard Prompto's voice. He looked up at the blond with dark eyes. If he kept going on like that, Noctis wasn't going to last too long. When he felt his hand touch his own, he brought it up to his mouth and slowly started kissing it. Even he took one of the digits in his mouth and began to suck.

"You and your damn mouth, Prompto."

Gladio growls, but it is in a clearly fond way. His eyes are darkened with lust, and now that he has those boots on he can lean in and take off the other' clothes. That leaves Prompto and Noctid naked, a fact he is aware of as Ignis slides his hand down his back and over his ass, and he can't help but smile as he leans his weight into the couch to catch the blond in a kiss again.

And when he parts, he asks;

"Do you want it like Noct's getting, or should I work my tongue into that pretty little ass of yours?"

Prompto's words made Ignis pause, his lips pressed to Noctis' thigh as he let them wash over him. He knew what Prompto was doing and he knew how much it might affect their king. Perhaps he could use that to his advantage while savoring Noctis.

He muffled a low laugh against the warm skin there before he worked a mark to the surface of Noct's skin, then pressing a kiss to the darkened skin before letting his lips drift a little closer to where Noctis obviously wanted him.

He said to put his mouth to good use. He never specified where and when Ignis was in the right mood, he could be a hell of a tease.

Prompto just spared Gladio's statement another lust laden smirk before his focus was brought back to Noctis as his fingers were brought up to be kissed. He was caught up for a moment in the expression on Noctis' face, but when Noctis started to suck on one of his fingers, he groaned. He was brought back to what he was doing, and continued talking, offering Ignis what just happened, even as he still couldn't look away from the look on Noctis' face. "Fuck, Ignis, I think he wants you to go slow too. He kissed my fingers before he took one in. He's sucking on it now, the way I think he would have on you if I wasn't already there. His eyes are so dark it's like looking at the night sky." He wasn't poetic, but he did want to make a picture for Ignis. "He's so turned on, Ignis."

With that final statement, he glanced down to see what Ignis was doing and had to laugh a little. "Think you need to tell him exactly where you want him, Your Majesty." He looked back up at Noctis with a lust-filled hopeful smile. While it was true that Prompto never used honorifics with Noctis before, it had become something he used rarely in teasing moments like this where an order or command from Noctis would be really hot.

He would have continued talking, but his other boot was finally done and quickly fell to the floor before the rest of his clothes soon followed. Gladio shut him up by kissing him and though he was disappointed at having his hand removed from Noctis so his shirt could be removed, the kiss still made him moan. When the kiss was released, he was nearly breathless already, lightly panting from just how turned on he was. Then Gladio asked him that question and he blushed lightly. Yes, even at his age, and even with the words he spoke, he could still blush. It was just... giving pleasure to the others had always been easier than receiving it. He would always have some insecurities.

But Gladio asked, and he didn't want to disappoint, so he gave him the answer of which he honestly desired more. "... Might have to remind me again what that tongue can do with my ass." The attempted teasing tone was lost in the pure lust he was feeling now.

Ignis' mouth was far from where Noctis wanted it, needed it to be. He let out a frustrated groan around the fingers in his mouth when he felt the harsh sucking. His own hand gently guideed Ignis just a little lower. Or at least he tried to guide him. The man before him was stubbornly going at his own pace. He continued to suck and swirl his tongue around the digit and added a graze of teeth.

Prompto's words weren't necessarily helping him. either. They're filthy and he can feel his face flush just from hearing them ALONG. It was a bit ridiculous to still heat up like a blushing virgin at his age (and his status as king!) but apparently some habits never died. He shifted his hips and pressed them a little closer to Ignis.

Come on, Ignis, take the hint.

"Guys..." He practically whined as he pulled away from Prompto's fingers.

There is a lot happening at once, but Gladio is rather good at multi-tasking. Hearing the King whine leaves him a little amused, but since he isn't playing along, like the other men in the room, he gets to be less of a priority until he behaves.

"Gladly." He says with a wild grin to Prompto, teeth nipping at the man's swollen lips before stepping back. He twirls a finger to indicate that the other move, change positions to something more acessible.

In the meantime he leans over to stroke the spot on the back of Ignis' neck which is always good for sensitivity with gloved fingers... Noctis, on the other hand, gets a flock to the forehead.

"Now now, use your words, My King. Or I'm gonna steal Iggy away from you and make you watch while Prompto and I get all the attention." He says with a wink, but it is a very real threat. In fact he is taking his belt off, but mostly to toss that onto the floor as well, but it could be used for other things of Noctis doesn't comply.

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.

Prompto is quick to reply, turning around until his knees are on the cushions, ass in the air, arms folded on top of the back of the couch. He rested his head over his arms in an angle where he could still see what was going on with Noctis and Ignis. He snickered a little at Gladio's threat, pleased that the others backed him up. Prompto kind of wanted to tease their king more, but Gladio's words were the perfect last words for Noctis to think about until he said what they all wanted.

Noctis' fingers curled into Ignis' hair when he felt his mouth move upward. He was ready to receive some affection from Gladio, but instead, only got a flick. The king shot a glare at his shield and batted his hand away. That was enough to almost ruin the mood. With a growl, he shifted his hips, but the only friction he got along his cock was his cheek. It wasn't enough, just a damn tease--torture, even.

These men were going to be the death of him.

"Ignis," he breathed as he let his fingers stroke down the blind man's cheek. "Your mouth... I want your mouth on me."

Gladio chuckles as Noctis whines, flushes and then bats his fingers away, cat like as ever. They wouldn't be his close friends unless they teased the king so, but Gladio isn't going to spend much more time on it when Prompto has eagerly and willingly scooted into position for him.

"Good enough for you, Iggy?"

He asked, gloved hand running through Prompto's hair and down his back, all while Gladio leans in to kiss the top of his spine.

"I'll leave the decision up to you, if not, then well..."

With his free hand he offers Ignis his belt, brushing it against his shoulder to let him know it is there. Wouldn't be the first time they've bound Noct up, after all.

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im not sorry.

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you're all shameless

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