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Hey, it's Peter. You know what to do.

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[spongetastrophe]

[A groan is trapped between their lips. His cock springs back into action eagerly, his nails digging in to Noct’s flesh. Peter lifts his hips trying to encourage some friction. Noctis’s ass is so damn close.

Though honestly, a part of him is dwelling on Noct being the one to fuck him. It could go either way]

[waywardscion]

(Noctis begins to roll his hips, mimicking the art of fucking as his hand pumps Peter's cock behind him. His own cock presses into Peter's stomach and his mouth continues to fight for dominance over the kiss with a heavy tongue pressing against Peter's.)

[spongetastrophe]

[He grabs Noct by the hips and grinds back against him. He fights back even as his good leg splays open, all but offering himself. His other leg threatens to move as well.

The longer this went on, the less he cared which one of them was dominant]