[Prompto is hauled to lay on Glaido's stomach and Noctis follows as he continues to kiss the blond along his jaw and neck. He takes the lube from his shield's hands and pops open the top. The prince knows that he should hurry things along a lot more but he can't help himself. He wants to take his time. All the desperate pretty noises Prompto is making are intoxicating. He gives the cock in his hand a few strokes, hoping to get a few more noises out of the other omega. ]

But I am being good to him. [Noctis' tone is playful against Prompto's skin and he pulls away for just a moment to give Gladio a look.] Isn't that right, Prompto?

[His fingers reach lower and he's a little surprised to find that the other is already slick. He knows he should probably start a little slow, but he enters two fingers into the blond, anyways. It's a little tight, but he takes them easily enough. Noct lets out a soft moan as he pumps his fingers.]

Damn, he's already loose. [He crooks his fingers, searching for that spot inside of his friend.] He's practically ready for your knot right now.