That, or Noctis is a tease in general. Or maybe a bit of both.
And too bad the sass didn't come out, because it would have been a contest to remember, because being snarky is one thing Noctis is good at. In any case, the honesty brings a bit of pink to his cheeks.
He obliges in moving into position; the divots caused by the press of Lilia's nails making a visible shiver run through him.
"S-sorr-" he starts to apologize but is cut off as he's pulled close. Noctis braces himself with his hands on either side of Lilia's head. His breath catches and he hisses with the bite of sharp nails sending lightning impulses down his spine straight to his core.
It doesn't take much prodding to get him to pick up the pace, his breath coming in heavy pants.
"Heh." He breaths a laugh of his own with the praise, unsure why that seems to pool with the heat in his low belly. And then when Lilia starts to move in time with his thrusts; his hips slapping against the back of the other man's thighs, the warmth starting to move down. With every drag of his cock along Lilia's inner walls, a jolt of pleasure surges through him, his blood boiling with a craving for release.
"Ungh-" he can feel himself starting to unravel as he has less and less control over the volume of his voice. It's not loud, but it's not soft, as his usual tone is either. He can sense it, so, so close; that sweet, sweet ecstasy.
Reaching, he hungrily captures Lilia's lips again, deep moans and heady groans swallowed by the liplock.
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And too bad the sass didn't come out, because it would have been a contest to remember, because being snarky is one thing Noctis is good at. In any case, the honesty brings a bit of pink to his cheeks.
He obliges in moving into position; the divots caused by the press of Lilia's nails making a visible shiver run through him.
"S-sorr-" he starts to apologize but is cut off as he's pulled close. Noctis braces himself with his hands on either side of Lilia's head. His breath catches and he hisses with the bite of sharp nails sending lightning impulses down his spine straight to his core.
It doesn't take much prodding to get him to pick up the pace, his breath coming in heavy pants.
"Heh." He breaths a laugh of his own with the praise, unsure why that seems to pool with the heat in his low belly. And then when Lilia starts to move in time with his thrusts; his hips slapping against the back of the other man's thighs, the warmth starting to move down. With every drag of his cock along Lilia's inner walls, a jolt of pleasure surges through him, his blood boiling with a craving for release.
"Ungh-" he can feel himself starting to unravel as he has less and less control over the volume of his voice. It's not loud, but it's not soft, as his usual tone is either. He can sense it, so, so close; that sweet, sweet ecstasy.
Reaching, he hungrily captures Lilia's lips again, deep moans and heady groans swallowed by the liplock.