[ What a unique rush it is to engage with someone physically, be it in the thrill of battle or the bedroom and there's been more of the former than the latter - Gladio hasn't had this kind of fun in what feels like forever. He doesn't let himself get too distracted watching Eichi lose himself to those sensations until he spasms, his untouched cock jetting out hard enough to shoot lines of white across Eichi's pale skin and a drop or two on Gladio's arm. He's diligent about seeing him through it until the end, letting him continue feeling that intensity all through his orgasm and then mercifully switches the toy off when he falls limp with relief, slowly and carefully drawing it out of him.
Gladio takes away his hand from his mouth and hovers over Eichi as he pants for air, boneless and exhausted. Teases his hair a bit with his fingers. ]
Intense, huh? Even better with a friend to give you a hand.
[ Look at him, all smug and pleased with himself. He'll just lift away after beaming a little at the results of his hard work and stagger slightly as he turns toward the sink. Washes off the toy and his hands and returns with a damp and warm washcloth. He carefully begins to clean off the cooling stripes and splashes off his chest. ]
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Gladio takes away his hand from his mouth and hovers over Eichi as he pants for air, boneless and exhausted. Teases his hair a bit with his fingers. ]
Intense, huh? Even better with a friend to give you a hand.
[ Look at him, all smug and pleased with himself. He'll just lift away after beaming a little at the results of his hard work and stagger slightly as he turns toward the sink. Washes off the toy and his hands and returns with a damp and warm washcloth. He carefully begins to clean off the cooling stripes and splashes off his chest. ]