[How is he supposed to pass up an opportunity like that? To have Noctis in his lap, surrounded by glorious, soothing hot water.]
As you wish, your majesty.
[But he takes his time in releasing his hold, fingers slowly slipping from hips, trailing low over Noctis' stomach, barely brushing against blossoming hardness before finally falling away. Steps around him with the same tactic, taking his time to lift a leg and slide it into the water, to let out a soft moan at the heat of it.
Even when he begins to lower himself down it's with the same speed, still maddeningly slow, soft sounds coming from parted lips as teeth dig into the bottom, eyes opening a mere fraction to glance over Noctis.]
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As you wish, your majesty.
[But he takes his time in releasing his hold, fingers slowly slipping from hips, trailing low over Noctis' stomach, barely brushing against blossoming hardness before finally falling away. Steps around him with the same tactic, taking his time to lift a leg and slide it into the water, to let out a soft moan at the heat of it.
Even when he begins to lower himself down it's with the same speed, still maddeningly slow, soft sounds coming from parted lips as teeth dig into the bottom, eyes opening a mere fraction to glance over Noctis.]