[Blunt nails lazily raking up Prompto's side, hitching his shirt up in the process. Gaze flicking downwards so he can catch a peek, and just seeing this little hint of skin is making his stomach clench and grow warmer.]
Nothing sexier.
[Whether it was a tease or not it was hard to tell. But after licking his lips clean of leftover sauce he leans in to press them to Prompto's neck. He felt so drawn to him, and he can't help the soft bite.]
no subject
Nothing sexier.
[Whether it was a tease or not it was hard to tell. But after licking his lips clean of leftover sauce he leans in to press them to Prompto's neck. He felt so drawn to him, and he can't help the soft bite.]