[ He keeps to his word, Noctis will only share her with his three retainers, no one else -- his gaze flickers upwards, then down at her, thumb rubbing gently over her lips. ]
You know who he is.
[ He murmurs, even if he can never reveal who he is, not in a club like this. He gently coaxes her up, higher, making it easier for Gladio to reach, and for Noctis to kiss Serah, slow and languid and tasting himself. He's palming her breast, kneading at it as his knight spreads her cunt open, strokes her before sliding in, thick and massive and and hot. Noctis continues to kiss her, intending on swallowing her moan. ]
( Of course she knows. There are only three people Noctis would allow to touch her like this, and only one who could possibly feel like this. Whose fingers are this thick, whose cock could feel so impossibly large just from the press of his head to her lips.
She swallows back a gasp and follows Noctis' urging, pulling herself up and clinging to Noctis' neck as the other man - as Gladiolus - presses into her and the noise, somewhere between a cry and a moan, sinks into Noctis' mouth. Noctis is thick, he stretches her each time his cock presses into her wet cunt, but this is different, almost uncomfortably large, beads of cold sweat forming across her pale skin as she adjusts. )
A-ah... c-careful...
( Give her a minute, just the act of taking a few inches is enough to make her skin prickle with goosebumps and make her muscles tremble. Serah breathes deep against Noctis' lips, staring at his eyes through their masks, relaxing herself as Gladio slowly takes her in front of the entire club, in front of his prince - the man to whom Serah belongs. )
Nnn, gods-- it's so big.
( Even with her cunt soaked with her arousal, with Noctis' seed from before, it's not easy for Gladio to simply thrust into her, but she gradually stretches around him, her hips edging towards his. )
Ah... What about you, sir?
( Gladio gets to feel her pussy clench around him, but what can she do for her man? How can she make him feel good? )
[ Gladio takes care with her, gentle despite appearances, and Noctis simply reaches up to kiss her mouth in a bid to distract her, to get her to relax. His Serah is a feisty, sweetly accommodating one, but even she, with all her adventurous sensuality, will need preparation to take in his Shield's cock. ]
It's all right, it's all right.
[ Noctis soothes, grasping her hand to urge it down to his own dick, his lips trailing down her neck as he lets her go only to hitch her hips up higher, to make sure everyone gets to see it, how she presents herself like a mare to be fucked, that this man right behind her is the luckiest man in the club, given leave to push his cock into someone so precious.
Gladio takes it slow with a low groan, large hand coming to curl gently over her hip. Noctis is smiling, watching, and he's pretty damn sure her wet little pussy's closing down around his full, thick cock, pulsing around him in open invitation.
Take me inside, he growls softly, leaning over her to splay his hand over her lower belly, as if he could feel his cock inside just like that. Show me how much you enjoy this, miss. ]
( She's also patient, most of the time. It's harder when Noctis works her up, when she's soaked with desire and in need of release, but right now, Serah channels all the patience that makes her such a good teacher and breathes deeply, relaxing even as Gladiolus slowly sinks his cock into her tight, wet cunt. She keeps herself calm even as Noctis moves her about into a better position for display, her fingers stroking Noctis' cock slowly.
Hands slide around her, and gods, the sensation of being filled by someone, having their hands all over her while Noctis is in front of her, looking every bit as regal as she's ever known him, is a strange one. She throbs around Gladio's cock and in all honesty, he probably can feel himself in her belly as he pushes in, slender as she is, her body stretching to accommodate him in ways Serah didn't even know were possible before now.
It's strange, and nerve-wracking, and gods, she's so turned on with all these eyes on her as she serves her man and his shield, her body stretched between them, and Serah takes in slow, loud gulps of air while her hips twitch against this new sensation, slowly feeling more prepared to take him.
And slowly getting an idea. )
What if... nnn-- ( She can't quite believe she's here right now, doing this. ) What if he lifts me up, so you can watch, sir?
( She's confident Gladio, of all people, would easily be able to bounce her up and down in the air. )
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You know who he is.
[ He murmurs, even if he can never reveal who he is, not in a club like this. He gently coaxes her up, higher, making it easier for Gladio to reach, and for Noctis to kiss Serah, slow and languid and tasting himself. He's palming her breast, kneading at it as his knight spreads her cunt open, strokes her before sliding in, thick and massive and and hot. Noctis continues to kiss her, intending on swallowing her moan. ]
Mmm -- tell me how it feels.
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She swallows back a gasp and follows Noctis' urging, pulling herself up and clinging to Noctis' neck as the other man - as Gladiolus - presses into her and the noise, somewhere between a cry and a moan, sinks into Noctis' mouth. Noctis is thick, he stretches her each time his cock presses into her wet cunt, but this is different, almost uncomfortably large, beads of cold sweat forming across her pale skin as she adjusts. )
A-ah... c-careful...
( Give her a minute, just the act of taking a few inches is enough to make her skin prickle with goosebumps and make her muscles tremble. Serah breathes deep against Noctis' lips, staring at his eyes through their masks, relaxing herself as Gladio slowly takes her in front of the entire club, in front of his prince - the man to whom Serah belongs. )
Nnn, gods-- it's so big.
( Even with her cunt soaked with her arousal, with Noctis' seed from before, it's not easy for Gladio to simply thrust into her, but she gradually stretches around him, her hips edging towards his. )
Ah... What about you, sir?
( Gladio gets to feel her pussy clench around him, but what can she do for her man? How can she make him feel good? )
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It's all right, it's all right.
[ Noctis soothes, grasping her hand to urge it down to his own dick, his lips trailing down her neck as he lets her go only to hitch her hips up higher, to make sure everyone gets to see it, how she presents herself like a mare to be fucked, that this man right behind her is the luckiest man in the club, given leave to push his cock into someone so precious.
Gladio takes it slow with a low groan, large hand coming to curl gently over her hip. Noctis is smiling, watching, and he's pretty damn sure her wet little pussy's closing down around his full, thick cock, pulsing around him in open invitation.
Take me inside, he growls softly, leaning over her to splay his hand over her lower belly, as if he could feel his cock inside just like that. Show me how much you enjoy this, miss. ]
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Hands slide around her, and gods, the sensation of being filled by someone, having their hands all over her while Noctis is in front of her, looking every bit as regal as she's ever known him, is a strange one. She throbs around Gladio's cock and in all honesty, he probably can feel himself in her belly as he pushes in, slender as she is, her body stretching to accommodate him in ways Serah didn't even know were possible before now.
It's strange, and nerve-wracking, and gods, she's so turned on with all these eyes on her as she serves her man and his shield, her body stretched between them, and Serah takes in slow, loud gulps of air while her hips twitch against this new sensation, slowly feeling more prepared to take him.
And slowly getting an idea. )
What if... nnn-- ( She can't quite believe she's here right now, doing this. ) What if he lifts me up, so you can watch, sir?
( She's confident Gladio, of all people, would easily be able to bounce her up and down in the air. )