[At first, he isn’t not happy with Prompto moving away from him. But the protesting noise dies in his throat once he sees the other between his legs. His breath catches and he wets his lips. Peter had this sort of attention not long ago, but it couldn’t have been more different.
His thumb brushed Prompto’s bottom lip before his hand moves up to weave through that blonde hair. Peter shifts his legs a little farther apart]
I want you to. [Just in case Prompto needs the verbal clarification]
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His thumb brushed Prompto’s bottom lip before his hand moves up to weave through that blonde hair. Peter shifts his legs a little farther apart]
I want you to. [Just in case Prompto needs the verbal clarification]