[At least they have some food and whatever for after, for some refueling, right? Lazy snacks after... you know. Stuff. Stuff that he was getting far more interested in the more he tasted and explored Prompto's body. He was making such enticing sounds and it was hard for him to stop.
The position on the couch wasn't the best, and a quick glance over his shoulder to where the bed is...
Sure he's not a muscle head like Gladio, but he had decent upper body strength (had to, when wielding the broadsword.) So pulling back, positioning his arms and hands...]
Hold on to me.
[Tone huskier, thicker. It took a bit, but after his second try he's on his feet, Prompto in his arms. Making a beeline for the bed, so he can drop him unceremoniously on the sheets.]
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The position on the couch wasn't the best, and a quick glance over his shoulder to where the bed is...
Sure he's not a muscle head like Gladio, but he had decent upper body strength (had to, when wielding the broadsword.) So pulling back, positioning his arms and hands...]
Hold on to me.
[Tone huskier, thicker. It took a bit, but after his second try he's on his feet, Prompto in his arms. Making a beeline for the bed, so he can drop him unceremoniously on the sheets.]