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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.

There was a brief pause as Ignis tipped his head, listening in to Gladio's movement. It wasn't until he felt the brush of leather against his shoulder that he went back tormenting Noctis, lips curled in a smile as his hand moved to wrap around the offered belt.

Just in case.

He figured that Prompto was going to be taking advantage of Gladio's offer, but which part? He knew the big man was good for either and had no complaints for the times he'd had the chance to enjoy such treatment, so he knew Prompto was in good hands. Well, unless Gladio was in the mood to tease. If that was the case, then he'd likely end up having to step in and coax someone in behaving.

There was a moment he pondered push Noctis a bit more but while he was a tease, he wasn't cruel. The sound of his name, so breathless on his king's lips, was enough to convince him to give him what he wanted.

Slow kisses along the length were the start but once he'd swiped a teasing lick across the head, he bent to the task and let his mouth slide down over his king. There was no teasing this time, just a slow give and take as he started to bob his head along Noctis' cock.

"Aaaw, so close," Prompto commented to Noctis' not quite there request. Whatever else he would have said was put on hold as Gladio moved the touch on him. He shivered a little in desire and arched slightly up into Gladio's touch. He gave a pleased sigh at the kiss to his neck.

But before he could become too desperate for Gladio's touch and resort to begging as well, he saw Ignis comply with Noctis' desire. He stared for a moment, always enjoying seeing the others together. But Noctis was let off easy and Prompto's gaze moved back towards his best friend to tell him so.

He moved slightly, putting a hand on Noctis' cheek in order to get his attention. "Kinda disappointed. It would have been so hot to hear you tell Ignis to suck your cock." He smirked a little. "Wouldn't have gotten off as easy with me."

Unless Noctis was genuinely annoyed or something. Then Prompto would immediately cave. Like he was kind of doing now, seeing Noctis' face in pleasure from the work Ignis was doing. And so close too. He found himself leaning in to kiss Noctis again, before he became too distracted by what he knew Gladio could do with that tongue.

The kiss was a little bit sweeter, but they were both more turned on than they had been in the beginning when they'd first kissed. Prompto wasted no time in darting his tongue out to deepen the kiss.

Ignis tortured him a little longer and when he paused to listen for Gladio, Noctis let out a growl. There was a belt being offered, but Noctis wasn't going to pay attention to that because he was hard and he wanted something, anything on his dick.

"Ignis..."

Fortunately, his adviser listened to his plea and while he started with slow kisses along his length, it was at least a bit of relief for the king. He tried to still his hips as he felt that tongue lick at his slit and soon he was engulfed in wet heat. His fingers continued to pet through the other mans' hair, encouraging him to keep going.

He was only distracted when he felt the hand at his cheek and saw his fried leaning in. "You're too cruel," he huffed before they kissed. His mouth eagerly opened to allow that tongue in.

Gladio's eyes slide over to watch the others, as Ignis lowers his mouth onto Noctis' cock to enjoy their king, even as he kissed Prompto. His own tongue licks down the length of the blonde's spine, kneeling behind the other.

"I would have liked it too, but I guess His Majesty is shy."

He agrees with Prompto, teasing tone even as his hands slide down to settle over his hips, large and warm palms holding the other in place as his teeth nips at skin, right at the small of his back.

Normally, Ignis would've snorted at the thought of Noctis being 'shy', but he couldn't be bothered to pull his mouth away from his king's cock. For all their fussing, he knew that sooner or later, they'd likely get their wish. After all, Ignis gave himself in passion just like he did in work. Absolute devotion. He had no doubt that he could get their monarch to mumble a few nasty things for his companions to enjoy.

A hand in his hair was something Ignis could rarely turn away from. It almost always got a reaction from the adviser and usually in the best way. A gentle hand in his hair could prove to be a distraction even when he was his busiest, and a good tug could make his brain shudder to a full stop if done right. For the moment, the contact made him damn near purr as he let his fingers trace along Noctis' thighs, his pace slow and steady.

Prompto would have smiled at Noctis' huff, then at Gladio at least still backing him up. But his mouth was a little busy, so he settled for a little mental smile. Noctis had so readily accepted him and he wasn't about to let that go to waste. His tongue immediately sought out Noctis' where it stroke and curled, enticing his to join.

The hand still on the back of the couch clenched the cushion a little harder as he felt Gladio lick down his back and place hands on his hips. He wanted to arch into the touch again when he felt Gladio nip his skin, but the hands prevented the movement. Still, he couldn't stop the muffle 'mmph' from being released into the kiss. He tried moving again, more into Gladio or something to show that he was kind of anticipating it now, even though it would mean the end of his kiss with Noctis when he really got into it.

The king was half tempted to break the kiss and tell his two friends to shut up, but he couldn't when his Prompto's tongue was curling inside his mouth. he let out a soft moan as he licked his way into Prompto's mouth.

Noctis' hands kept combing through Ignis' hair, petting, and tugging where he could. The mouth along his cock was working at a slow and steady pace. He shifted his hips to encourage him to keep going... not because he had no self control.

Turning his full attention to Promoto, Gladio purrs deep from his chest and drags his fingers over the bonde's ass, even as his teeth nip at the man's tailbone, tongue soothing over the hurt before down between the cheeks of his ass.

The stubble on his face scratches against skin, and he takes a moment to enjoy how the three others sound while he does this- Noctis and prompto on the reciving end of pleasure, Ignis and himself eager and so very willing to give it.

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.

Another slight tremble traveled through him just as Gladio's tongue and hands moved. He still couldn't move much, but he was able to press back a little more firmly into those hands and that tongue. He moaned somewhat loudly into his kiss, unrestrained in his desire and pleasure. In a way, it praised the actions and also gave Ignis a hint as to what was being done.

He still couldn't say anything, mouth still occupied with kissing Noctis. But the kiss was quickly becoming a little more sloppy as he started to lose himself in the other feelings. Some part of him hoped Noct didn't mind, but then Noctis was receiving his own pleasure, so he shouldn't mind, right?

Pompto's mouth was sloppy against his own and for once the king doesn't mind. He was too distracted with the slide of Prompto's tongue against his own, and Ignis' mouth hot on his cock. Each movement was faster, hotter. He could feel Ignis put everything he had into this, just like everything else the man did.It felt great and he could already feel some of his muscles beginning to tense and heat pool at the pit of his stomach.

He pulled away from Prompto's mouth to to take a breath when he felt the light scratches at his thighs.

"Shit--Ignis, I..." He groaned against Prompto's mouth. He was so close. He was so damn close. He tried to keep his hips still, but they ended up raising off the couch a bit. He was almost ready to let go right then and there but he needed an extra push to put him over the edge.

Sounds like Noctis was close, but Prompto is making such lovley noises above him that Gladio doesn't want to pull away. After all, Prompto had done such a good job in getting Ignis off that he deserves the same.

One hand slides over a hip as his tongue catches against the rim of Prompto's entrance, drawing against it with little playful licks before pressing in. At the same time his hand curls around the base of his cock, hard and leaking to which he gives a quick squeeze.

Prompto's moan was music to Ignis' ears. Before he could think, he groaned in the back of his throat in response, knowing full well that it meant Gladio was really working him over. He couldn't help the faint throb of envy but he'd had Gladio first this evening even if it wasn't quite as fully as Prompto had his attention at the moment.

Still groaning, he pulled back only to nip gently at the slit of Noct's cock while his fingers dipped down even further to cup his balls.

Not only hearing, but also feeling the sounds coming from Noctis added to the pleasure Prompto felt. When Noctis pulled away from the kiss, Prompto gave one last lick and nipped at his lips before he also couldn't focus on the kiss anymore. The hand on Noct's cheek fell to his shoulder and Prompto pulled away slightly to tilt his head onto Noctis' other shoulder.

He was slightly panting in desire, though he wasn't as far gone as Noctis was. Still, it didn't take much for him to add to the sounds being given to the two older men. Quiet moans were the answer to Gladio's teasing licks, but once that tongue was pressed more firmly against him and a hand squeezed the base of his cock, he moaned much louder. "Mmm! Ah... Gladio... fuck... more!"

Noct's free hand moves to Prompto's hair as he moves towards his shoulder. He knew what Gladio could do with his tongue, and just the thought of it only brought him closer to the edge. Prompto's moans and quiet pleading against his skin combined with Ignis' work was almost overwhelming.

The vibrations from Ignis' groan made him shudder. He let out a loud groan when he felt that nip against his slit and the fingers at his balls. His hips lifted up back into that wonderful heat, and with a final moan he felt himself release into Ignis' mouth. His hands in both of his friend's hair tightened and tugged. Anything to get his grip onto something.

More he can do. With how lovley and loud both Noctis and Prompto are being, he wants them to be as loud as possible, because he knows it paints quite a scene for Ignis as well.

Stroking Prompto's cock from base to tip in a long, hard motion, Gladio continues to fuck the other open with his mouth, tongue pushing in then retreating back, occasionally stopping to teasingly lick at the rim and tease pressure against Prompto's entrance before it slips back in. Hos eyes are closed, enjoying himself and the way fhe other squirms. Gladio's hand on the other eases up a bit so the blond can push his ass back against that stubbly face.

The moans around him were as rich as the finest symphony. Each huff of breath or gasp of pleasure heightened Ignis' own and while he missed seeing his friends letting go so beautifully, his other senses made up for a good chunk of that loss.

The hand clenching in his hair was painful bliss and left him trying to keep from tightening his trembling fingers into Noctis' skin even as he worked to take in his king's offering. Ignis might be fastidious, but he rarely had a problem with any of his companions fully enjoying his mouth.

Once Noctis was licked damn near clean, he pulled back just enough to rest a heated cheek against his thigh, still shaking fingers gentle as they stroked the king's skin. While his cock was hard enough to be demanding again, he was content to enjoy the contact and sounds of his partners around him.

"Tell me what you see, Noctis. Is Gladio really using that talented tongue of his by now, or is he being a tease?"

One of Prompto's moans was meant specifically for Noctis when his hair was grabbed and tugged on. He tried his best to lick and kiss Noctis' neck when he came, but he was distracted by his own pleasure and sometimes his slightly panted breathing got in the way.

Gladio had definitely given him more. All the sensations he received from the older man just worked together to create even more pleasure. Yeah, Gladio was very good at this. His fingers curled tighter around the back cushion and Noctis' shoulder. As soon as he was able to, he rocked back against Gladio, pushing himself more insistently on that tongue. A string of moans and gasps were the only sounds to escape his lips for a while, but then Ignis gave his request and Prompto felt another shiver run through him.

"Yeah... mmm... tell... hah... him..." It was clear Prompto couldn't talk as well as he had earlier. Maybe Noctis could take over and Prompto would finally be able to hear a little bit of dirty talk from his best friend.

Just to prove that he really wanted Noctis to give Ignis what he wanted, Prompto managed to let go of Noctis and move slightly to grab and lean against the back of the couch again. Let Noct have as much room as he needed to get a good view. And that thought only turned him on more.

Edited 2017-03-10 04:45 (UTC)

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why not new icon (not older icon, but oh well lol ((I hear his beard is unappreciated)))

HIS BEARD IS AWFUL AND I WILL NEVER TAKE THAT BACK

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