[ home? he's home? noctis is groggy and sleepy and horny all at once, which is actually pretty impressive considering how he usually prefers sleep to any kind of physical activity. but see, keith is no ordinary man. keith has his heart, his mind -- keith is his deepest, kinkiest fantasies, keith is the other half of his soul, gorgeous and wonderful and the man who hangs the sun and stars in his sky.
keith is everything he's ever wanted, and the way he simply strips himself off renders noctis in awe as his hands come to rest on his hips, admiring that stunning, perfect body. he loves the ripple of his muscles, the way he moves -- so much like poetry, the way his cock springs free and the rich, heady scent of vanilla that makes his mouth water.
his cock's already fully hard, and he groans as he writhes up against him, and jerking up against that tight, slick vise of his cunt and oh, oh, noctis is really awake now, his eyes wide and lips parted at the way his loving husband entreats him. ]
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keith is everything he's ever wanted, and the way he simply strips himself off renders noctis in awe as his hands come to rest on his hips, admiring that stunning, perfect body. he loves the ripple of his muscles, the way he moves -- so much like poetry, the way his cock springs free and the rich, heady scent of vanilla that makes his mouth water.
his cock's already fully hard, and he groans as he writhes up against him, and jerking up against that tight, slick vise of his cunt and oh, oh, noctis is really awake now, his eyes wide and lips parted at the way his loving husband entreats him. ]
Baby...? Baby, it's really you? You're home?