[ Yeah, that's not happening. Ever. Prompto wouldn't be able to face them ever again if something like that happened, and he tries not to think about it as his thumb circles Noct's navel, letting his fingertips tease over his thighs without touching anything else. ]
Really don't wanna think about the guys when you're talking about blowing me. [ It's a quiet huff, nuzzling him a little more before brushing their lips together and sliding off of him to sit on the edge of the bed. There's not much choice, but he asks, ] Is that what you want?
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Really don't wanna think about the guys when you're talking about blowing me. [ It's a quiet huff, nuzzling him a little more before brushing their lips together and sliding off of him to sit on the edge of the bed. There's not much choice, but he asks, ] Is that what you want?