[He tries to focus on what Ravus says, truly, he tries. His attention lasts until the words "vigorous activity" at which point his brain short circuits. Because he immediately pictures the vigorous activities in which they could engage and just as his brain supplies the best images Gladio feels Ravus deliberately run his toe up and down his cock and he jerks so hard his knee slams against the table.
With a few harsh pants, desperately trying to maintain his cool, Gladio takes another bite of his breakfast and swallows.]
Hnnh -- whatever you want... [His eyes smolder as he gazes at Ravus across the table. He's so close to the edge of losing control and it's going to end in one of two ways - him subbed out or him laying Ravus on top of the table and fucking him through it.]
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With a few harsh pants, desperately trying to maintain his cool, Gladio takes another bite of his breakfast and swallows.]
Hnnh -- whatever you want... [His eyes smolder as he gazes at Ravus across the table. He's so close to the edge of losing control and it's going to end in one of two ways - him subbed out or him laying Ravus on top of the table and fucking him through it.]