[Everything. What a perfect answer, that was exactly what Noctis had planned. A dam had broken, all he'd really been waiting for had been that permission-- given, and confessed.
He gasped, thrusting reflexively forward into Prompto's hands on his cock. Then again, intentional this time, letting him feel what it was he was begging for. Silently urging him to appreciate it, squeeze it again. He pressed his hand over Prompto's, guided him to trace the outline with his thumb, held him in place so he could feel it pulse. Surely he realized this building hardness, and all these twitches were for him.]
Got plenty of time for that, don't we?
[It was greedy of him, though, wasn't it? While poor Prompto had been so busy keeping himself entertained all day. Noctis rolled over, tugging Prompto with him, urging the boy to switch positions with him. Finally, he got them situated a little better-- Prompto straddled across him, his cute, full balls pressed against Noctis' bulge, his dripping (and so, so neglected) cock on full display. Noctis bit his lip at the sight. There had been an explicit request for his mouth, for everything--
He settled on pressing his thumbs into Prompto's thighs, grinding his hips up with a graceless grunt. He could feel Prompto's slick soaking through the fabric of his briefs already. Oh, he was looking forward to this. Prompto bouncing so prettily on his knot, just like this. And those little tits of his-- Noctis glided his hands up Prompto's sides until he had his palms cupped around that fullness again. He teased at the nipples with his thumbs, feeling every stutter in Prompto's breath as it caught in his lungs beneath Noctis' fingertips. He squeezed at those soft handfuls, appreciating the heft. They were so full for a first heat. Noctis' mind wandered, wondering if that meant Prompto was naturally endowed, how much there would be once he'd matured and the hormones of his heats were in full swing. How nice they'd look if Noctis rested his dick between them, left them dripping in cum. He'd lick it back up again, of course. Could already imagine the shaking fingers in his hair as he lingered over one of those pert little nipples.
He snapped back to reality, pinched the pink nubs between his fingers to satisfy the last fleeting threads of fantasy. The noises Prompto made were pulled out so easily, and were all so incredibly delicious. Honestly, so many of Noctis' hidden dreams were leaking their way into his life right now, may as well not count anything out yet.]
Gonna knot you, don't worry. Just want to have some fun first.
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Date: 2018-03-27 01:58 am (UTC)He gasped, thrusting reflexively forward into Prompto's hands on his cock. Then again, intentional this time, letting him feel what it was he was begging for. Silently urging him to appreciate it, squeeze it again. He pressed his hand over Prompto's, guided him to trace the outline with his thumb, held him in place so he could feel it pulse. Surely he realized this building hardness, and all these twitches were for him.]
Got plenty of time for that, don't we?
[It was greedy of him, though, wasn't it? While poor Prompto had been so busy keeping himself entertained all day. Noctis rolled over, tugging Prompto with him, urging the boy to switch positions with him. Finally, he got them situated a little better-- Prompto straddled across him, his cute, full balls pressed against Noctis' bulge, his dripping (and so, so neglected) cock on full display. Noctis bit his lip at the sight. There had been an explicit request for his mouth, for everything--
He settled on pressing his thumbs into Prompto's thighs, grinding his hips up with a graceless grunt. He could feel Prompto's slick soaking through the fabric of his briefs already. Oh, he was looking forward to this. Prompto bouncing so prettily on his knot, just like this. And those little tits of his-- Noctis glided his hands up Prompto's sides until he had his palms cupped around that fullness again. He teased at the nipples with his thumbs, feeling every stutter in Prompto's breath as it caught in his lungs beneath Noctis' fingertips. He squeezed at those soft handfuls, appreciating the heft. They were so full for a first heat. Noctis' mind wandered, wondering if that meant Prompto was naturally endowed, how much there would be once he'd matured and the hormones of his heats were in full swing. How nice they'd look if Noctis rested his dick between them, left them dripping in cum. He'd lick it back up again, of course. Could already imagine the shaking fingers in his hair as he lingered over one of those pert little nipples.
He snapped back to reality, pinched the pink nubs between his fingers to satisfy the last fleeting threads of fantasy. The noises Prompto made were pulled out so easily, and were all so incredibly delicious. Honestly, so many of Noctis' hidden dreams were leaking their way into his life right now, may as well not count anything out yet.]
Gonna knot you, don't worry. Just want to have some fun first.