You could press me up against that window and fuck me...but I doubt you'd like sharing me with the onlooker below...

[His fingers tighten their grip in Gladio's hair.]

I don't care...what you put in me...or where you do it...just do it. Do. It. Now.

[He unhooks his legs and shifts to flip himself over onto his stomach. The movement puts pressure on the plug, and he moans again.]