[Prompto released another pleased noise as he felt the alpha's hand in his hair, keeping him in place as he moved against them. He moved his tongue a little, licking still, and sucked softly when he could. But he couldn't tear his gaze away from seeing what Noct was doing as Gladio moved. It was almost too much and Prompto moved against the fingers inside of him, needing more and not sure how much longer he could wait before getting it. A quiet whine escaped his lips and almost immediately, he was released and Gladio was giving out orders.
Noctis' fingers leave him and even though they weren't enough, he still nearly cries at the empty feeling. He holds himself back, though, because it didn't seem like he would be empty for long. The promise of getting what he'd wanted for so long is almost going to be fulfilled, so Prompto quickly moves away a bit. He tears his boxers off of him, FINALLY, and throws it back onto the floor somewhere. Then he follows Gladio's order, moving onto his knees beside them. His limbs feel a little shaky, but they hold. He rests his face against his mattress, head turned to the side so that he could continue to watch the already mated pair. He realizes he's probably on display or something, once they look at him, but the heat wiped away any embarrassment that might have been there from the position.
His hands curl into fists around his sheets, hardly able to wait any more. Once the pair is done kissing and coming to an agreement, Prompto allows the needy sounds to leave his lips.]
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Noctis' fingers leave him and even though they weren't enough, he still nearly cries at the empty feeling. He holds himself back, though, because it didn't seem like he would be empty for long. The promise of getting what he'd wanted for so long is almost going to be fulfilled, so Prompto quickly moves away a bit. He tears his boxers off of him, FINALLY, and throws it back onto the floor somewhere. Then he follows Gladio's order, moving onto his knees beside them. His limbs feel a little shaky, but they hold. He rests his face against his mattress, head turned to the side so that he could continue to watch the already mated pair. He realizes he's probably on display or something, once they look at him, but the heat wiped away any embarrassment that might have been there from the position.
His hands curl into fists around his sheets, hardly able to wait any more. Once the pair is done kissing and coming to an agreement, Prompto allows the needy sounds to leave his lips.]