[Ravus lets his head fall back against the pillow. He moans, unabashed and unconcerned with being overheard. It's a perk of the apartment's abundant security features.
Gladio's mouth is lazy but no less exacting for it. The steel bar of an arm over his hips ratchets up the sensation. Not being able to move makes him want to fuck Gladio's mouth even more, and the desire simmers to a boil as Gladio slowly devours him.
He twists his fingers in Gladio's hair and gives it a tug.]
I thought you said you were hungry.
[He spreads his legs wider apart, a buffet to pique Gladio's appetite.]
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Gladio's mouth is lazy but no less exacting for it. The steel bar of an arm over his hips ratchets up the sensation. Not being able to move makes him want to fuck Gladio's mouth even more, and the desire simmers to a boil as Gladio slowly devours him.
He twists his fingers in Gladio's hair and gives it a tug.]
I thought you said you were hungry.
[He spreads his legs wider apart, a buffet to pique Gladio's appetite.]