[The pressure of his hands continues, fingers digging into sensitive skin, leaving obvious red spots in their wake. Then they travel up and slip right under the lower edges of Prompto's underwear, sneaking up to the hipbones, obviously avoiding touching the middle.
The middle is reserved for his mouth. That is currently trailing the shape of Prompto's erection over the underwear, slowly, all the way down, letting his teeth graze softly over the fabric. He tries to keep the eye contact with Prompto all the while, wanting to see his face and expressions.
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The middle is reserved for his mouth. That is currently trailing the shape of Prompto's erection over the underwear, slowly, all the way down, letting his teeth graze softly over the fabric. He tries to keep the eye contact with Prompto all the while, wanting to see his face and expressions.
What can he say? Prompto flushes so easily.]