[ Gladio in a more sober point of his future will kick himself for not having put the breaks on this game, knowing that at some point it's no longer a game anymore - this is going places fast, spurned on by the eagerness from his friend and his own absent inhibitions. This is thoroughly enjoyable, nothing inherently wrong with it except with the two consenting adults having good, safe fun. But the tricky part is later realizing their level of their inebriation may have made this... irresponsible, to put it lightly.
Clearly, Gladio's not thinking of this now, but he will later. Now he's busy enjoying the strength in Eichi's legs - he has the body of a performer, tight and athletic and thin - smaller than maybe he should be and likely due to his condition. His condition and intoxication seems to be doing little to prevent his body from responding naturally to all this stimulation and excitement, at least so far as Gladio can acertain from the telltale bulge in the idol's pants.
His eyes drop to it, then go to his face, leaning over him as he hums a laugh against his lips, his hand covering that plumped up part of his pants - hot like a furnace and gently squeezes the shape of him. ]
Seems to work for you.
[ He laughs, but it's not unkindly - it's friendly in tone, brought out by giddy enjoyment from the rush of mouths and arousal. He kisses Eichi again, his tongue seeking his to swirl against as he runs his palm against Eichi's erection. ]
cw: sexual activity under the influence of alcohol
Clearly, Gladio's not thinking of this now, but he will later. Now he's busy enjoying the strength in Eichi's legs - he has the body of a performer, tight and athletic and thin - smaller than maybe he should be and likely due to his condition. His condition and intoxication seems to be doing little to prevent his body from responding naturally to all this stimulation and excitement, at least so far as Gladio can acertain from the telltale bulge in the idol's pants.
His eyes drop to it, then go to his face, leaning over him as he hums a laugh against his lips, his hand covering that plumped up part of his pants - hot like a furnace and gently squeezes the shape of him. ]
Seems to work for you.
[ He laughs, but it's not unkindly - it's friendly in tone, brought out by giddy enjoyment from the rush of mouths and arousal. He kisses Eichi again, his tongue seeking his to swirl against as he runs his palm against Eichi's erection. ]