Winter’s here, which means cuddles are one of the only things that will 100% keep the cold away! That, and a nice down duvet… Which obviously means you get your cuddle buddy and the duvet in the same place for the best results. 💯
Hope it’s just as warm and snuggly wherever you are☆
He’s got you in front of the mirror, legs spread over his lap, pussy bare and glistening with your essence. One hand fondles your soft breast, tweaking your nipple with just enough pressure to make your pussy dribble with arousal. His other hand is teasing, idle on your inner thigh, fingers just barely grazing your sensitive skin. Your whimpers have him smirk into your hair, and he takes a deep breath in, your scent intoxicating him— driving him to commit gentle sins on your mortal flesh.
Calloused fingertips lay trails of feather touches up, up, and up until he’s just barely ghosting your aching bud. You cant your hips up, and wriggle in a vain attempt to get closer, to rub harder— craving the drunken sensation that could only come with more friction.
He touches you lightly, teasing you, eyes focused on the glistening reflection of your juicy pussy spread open and dripping down your slit, right to your puckered entrance below before dripping with debauched showmanship onto the wooden floorboards below. You see your entrance quiver with the need to be filled, and you watch with frustrated lust the way Gladio’s fingers ghost the wetness of your willing heat.
He’s so gentle, so careful… you gush more in anticipation, and he gasps at the expulsion of silken clear fluid from your heat. The lewd sound of your slick dripping onto the floor in the puddle that was all your own earned you a low whine from the man who held you against him, spread and ready for more than more.
“Babe, you’re so pretty like this.” He teases you with a gentle rub against your clit, and you arch your back, the sensation of coming undone so near yet so far. “I could play with you all day. Just like this. See you panting for me, while I touch you wherever I want. See you dripping like a little whore. Just for me… my baby girl…”
The proposal aftermath.
It was meant to be the follow-up to a Gladnis commission for @tempurasteel that I jokingly sketched… but it was actually too sweet not to finish, am I right?
FANDOM: Final Fantasy XV PAIRING: Prompto/Gladio WORD COUNT: 1,484 LINKS: AO3 | Kofi | Prompt Post / Tag
He feels like a complete idiot, but the words are already out of his mouth and he can see the look Gladio’s giving him, the silence he’s fallen into that drives Prompto’s anxiety up the wall and threatens to drown him in a sea of self consciousness that was confidence for a split second there.
Prompto takes a breath and when he exhales, he feels like his heart’s ready to burst for all the wrong reasons. The look of utter disbelief on Gladio’s face doesn’t sit well with Prompto and the looming threat of rejection has him wishing that his lungs would collapse right there, to keep him from living through the next minute of the mortifying mess he’d created.
Gods, why did he have to be such a moron? Why had he spilled his guts before he gave himself enough time to realize that having a moment with someone didn’t necessarily mean they were at all interested in someone like him?
Mayerine 