[Noctis doesn't need anyone else to fall upon their knees and worship him. Every single person in his life already does. Metaphorically, at least.
No, what he needs from Prompto is exactly what this man gives him. The chance to be himself. To be someone's equal. To love and honor and worship another being. And that's more than he ever could have asked for.
His head tilts, until he can take the tip of that thumb between his lips and suck. Until his own fingers are working in that belt buckle, slowly releasing it before working open the fly of those tight pants.]
Mm, that's it Prom. Keep telling me how good I'm being for you.
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No, what he needs from Prompto is exactly what this man gives him. The chance to be himself. To be someone's equal. To love and honor and worship another being. And that's more than he ever could have asked for.
His head tilts, until he can take the tip of that thumb between his lips and suck. Until his own fingers are working in that belt buckle, slowly releasing it before working open the fly of those tight pants.]
Mm, that's it Prom. Keep telling me how good I'm being for you.