KNEE HIGH BOOT KINK OPEN POST

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-FF Boys only
-Kingsglaive boots
-Play with each other
-Smut, 1/1 ot3, ot4 all welcome


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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.

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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."

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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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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.

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"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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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

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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.

HIS BEARD IS AWFUL AND I WILL NEVER TAKE THAT BACK

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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.

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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.

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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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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?

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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!"

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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.

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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.

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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?"

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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.

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Prompto's mouth was against his neck, kissing and licking as he came. Eventually his grip loosened on the heads of hair he had a hold on. He let Prompto move away while he kept his fingers in Ignis' hair, gently petting him and relishing in the afterglow.

This way, he could see everything. The arch of Prompto's back, the way he pressed into Gladio. Gladio's face practically buried in the blonds ass as he opened him up with that tongue. Prompto's face of pleasure as he gripped the couch was fucking gorgeous. If he hadn't just come, he'd have probably come from the site alone. It was gorgeous.

"He is..." He groaned. "He's got his face buried in his ass and he's opening him up. And Prompto's so turned on, he's practically fucking Gladio's hand."

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Gladio can hear the others, and he slides his eyes over to Noctis without pulling away. If he had, surely the other would have seen a lewd smirk on his face. Instead his cock is hard and leaking, enjoying the noises everyone was making, but especially the squirming Prompto was doing.

If he was less busy, he would probably invite one of the other two to take care of that for him. For now getting Prompto to hit the peak of his pleasure is top priority, from working him open with the wet heat of his tongue to stroking the man's cock.

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The gentle hand in his hair was an odd juxtaposition to the vague discomfort from knees too long on the floor and the almost trapped cock that made Ignis wish he'd stripped out of his damn pants before now. Really, he should remedy that situation, but he was content enough for the moment as he was, pressing lazy kisses to Noctis' thighs while he listened to the damn near obscene noises coming from his friends.

A minute later, he nipped his king's thigh before pushing himself back up to his feet/ If the pants went, that meant getting out of the boots first and he really didn't have any desire to do that right then. Instead, he gingerly tucked himself back into his pants and moved closer to those lewd noises, a hand reaching blindly out to see just who he'd end up touching first.

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For a moment, Prompto can only give panted breaths and whimpers. And then Noctis speaks. They're not the dirtiest words, but Noctis said them and it was more than Prompto was expecting their king to say. He moaned after hearing them. "So... hot... Noct..."

The somewhat strained words spoke to just how turned on he was. How close he was getting from Gladio's treatment and hearing Noctis finally give some kind of dirty talk. He shivered again as the desire pulsed through him again and a hand shot down to tightly squeeze Gladio's wrist. A curse escaped his lips. They were the only warnings to the bigger man, but they were useless. Gladio really knew what he was doing and it was kind of pointless to fight him when he was so intent on getting Prompto off.

"Oh fuck Gladio," he cursed one last time, in one quick breath, as his climax reached him. His eyes had squeezed shut and his hands tightened their hold on the cushion and Gladio's wrist, though thankfully it wasn't enough to stop the stronger man from his movements. He shook one last time before everything relaxed and he was left to catch his breath.