( his fingers feel impossibly good, inside his warm, wet pussy. keith hangs his head down between his shoulders as he tries to keep his groans under control, considering they are still technically undercover. he's restless on those fingers, shifting his hips endlessly to grind back against him. reaching his hand up now, he tugs his hair out, letting it cross over the height of his shoulder. at the same time, noctis rips his panties off and he gasps, wobbling on his feet. fuck, he's sexy. so strong and handsome is his sweet little noctis. he can hardly remember the first time they fumbled angrily over their belts, hissing sweaty insults at each other in between kisses.
they've come a long way, but also, not really. here they are, supposedly fighting, and yet noctis has two fingers inside of him and keith is moaning like he's in heat, sliding his useless bra off his shoulders, the small handful of his breasts bouncing as he situations himself back against the mirror. )
Baby, oh, please, yes yes. Fuck, Noct, we have no time but I want — fuck, baby. You feel so good.
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they've come a long way, but also, not really. here they are, supposedly fighting, and yet noctis has two fingers inside of him and keith is moaning like he's in heat, sliding his useless bra off his shoulders, the small handful of his breasts bouncing as he situations himself back against the mirror. )
Baby, oh, please, yes yes. Fuck, Noct, we have no time but I want — fuck, baby. You feel so good.