(That spikes his arousal for sure. Noctis holds his breath and shifts on the couch. His hand moves to his thigh where he squeezes himself just above the knee. He can feel an uneasiness coil in his gut and he looks at Peter's lips again.
It was good, real good. Peter felt amazing and Noctis was incredibly ready for more than just a little humping. It was so intense, so powerful, then it .. stopped.)
Why'd you stop, why'd you let me leave thinking the only reason you kissed me was to get free from the mistletoe?
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It was good, real good. Peter felt amazing and Noctis was incredibly ready for more than just a little humping. It was so intense, so powerful, then it .. stopped.)
Why'd you stop, why'd you let me leave thinking the only reason you kissed me was to get free from the mistletoe?