[Cor keeps him held down with his free hand, but not enough to keep Noctis from squirming. He barely gives a glance towards Noct's face, instead focusing on that cute little rear that he's smacking.
Over.
And over. One side, and then the other - keeping the pain evenly split. He does expect the lad to keep count - it's such a low count, after all; surely Noctis could manage that...
Even if Cor resists the urge to smirk at that voice being pitched from the spanking.]
[Noctis is not trying to squirm away from the hold- it's the strikes that keep him squirming, not letting him decide if he wants more of them or if he wants them to stop. Wanting both at the same time is a huge problem, and it's embarrassing that this punishment is making him as hard as he is.
He dutifully continues to count, strike by strike, eyes a bit glassy. The change of place helps his mind keep up with it, to not get overstimulated.]
[After the eigth strike, Cor does spare a full glance over at Noct's face. And what he found there is far more appealing than he expected. The stuttering voice certain adds another dimension to it.
But he doesn't stop. Instead, he firmly reminds him:]
[He does want to, but focusing is becoming harder and harder. Noctis is so glad that Cor spoke up, bringing out his mind from a haze and keeping it sharp and focused on counting.
'Nine' he announces, and then ten, burying his face in the pillow with a soft whimper. His entire body is shaking, goosebumps going up and down his back. This should be enough, right? Ten?
His skin feels ablaze and stinging and he moans, turning his head to look at Cor inquisitively.
[Cor lands that tenth smack, and his other hand immediately moves off of Noctis once he hears that final count. The older man moves to uncuff the lad, letting him relax or move however he wishes.
But he also does something he hasn't done in years.
[Noctis almost instantly leans back in that touch, much like a cat would when starving for affection and attention. His ass still stings but he's too embarrassed of his red face to show it just yet.
The words that he's forgiven, however, send a warm tingle through him. It feels nice. This felt nice and he certainly doesn't regret acting like a brat earlier. Slowly, he shifts to sit up and turns towards Cor, hands locking around his neck as he shuffles to partly sit in the older man's lap. Noct's head is a bit tilted so he can use his bangs to hide the blush.]
[Cor can't help but smile at how adorable Noctis looks right now. Blushing yet leaning into that touch, like the feline he's always associated with...
His starting to climb into his lap isn't as surprising to the older man as it should be, though. Affection doesn't show easily, and Cor finds himself wrapping his arms around the younger man's waist in response.]
And how much do you want me to show you? All of it? ...or just some of it?
[His voice is low, yet soft - almost like a purr. A rather enticing purr.]
[Showing affection has always been a rough field- for all of them. But just feeling Cor's hands on him, on his hips, keeping him close without pushing him away- it's more than enough for Noctis.
Noct's hand slips off Cor's shoulders and rests on the wrist of his hand that's holding Noct's waist. Slowly, he shifts Cor's hold of him, moving the hand to rest on his lower back instead.]
All...
['I trust you completely', he doesn't say it. His face, however, does lean in, nose brushing against Cor's while his lips hover mere inches away. One shift and...]
[Cor's eyes widen for a moment, as soon as he feel his hand being shifted over to Noct's lower back. But then his whole face softens with deep appreciation and fondness, fully understanding the unspoken message. Love, warm and boundless, flows from his heart thru his veins as he gently rubs his hand over that sensitive area.]
...as you wish...
[One little shift, and their lips meet in a kiss, lingering and inviting Noct to go deeper, to do more.]
[It is a good thing that Cor understands his nonverbal implications- Noctis was never good with words and properly expressing himself. A soft smile spreads across Noct's face and he returns the kiss, easily making the soft brush of their lips become firmer, deeper, hotter. Another set of shivers runs through his body when he presses himself completely up against Cor, finger greedily traveling over every inch of the skin they can reach on his back.]
[Cor kisses back just as hot and deep, holding Noctis flush against his body. It's a heady contract, his rough skin brushing up against Noct's smooth skin. Though Noctis may also feel a few more scars along the older man's back, he could also feel the sheer muscle that the latter has.
Cor's hands drift down to Noct's hips and pulls them more against his, moaning into their kiss as their arousals rub against each other thru the fabric of their underwear.]
[He does feel it under his fingers and it just entices him, even more, to run his hands over his back. If he weren't so distracted with the way Cor's hands pull his hips forward he'd even do a proper job. That being said- the brush of their arousals together makes Noctis moan against Cor's lips, the sound muffled slightly by the kiss.
Giving Cor's lips a nip, Noctis pulls back and this time doesn't wait on Cor's hands to shift his hips- he does it himself.]
[Cor's breath hitches in pleasant surprise at that nip, but that mischievous grin on his face tells Noctis just how much the older man enjoyed that. It helps that he's rocking his hips back up against Noct's, letting them grind against each other some more.]
Maybe...just one more thing for you...
[And while one hand moves to steady Noctis on his side, the other slips beneath the younger man's underwear to teasingly rub his fingers along Noct's shaft.]
[He wants to say he's sorry for being so greedy like this, but- he's not really sorry. Instead, his gaze drops to where Cor's hand is and bites down on the lip- yeah, two can definitively play this teasing game and with this Cor is in a major lead.
Noctis can't stop his hips from pushing forward, wanting to get friction only Cor's hand can give him, impatience starting to bubble.]
[Oh, does Cor enjoy his moments of teasing, both verbally and physically. And it's worth being half-covered in short, heated kisses from his younger partner. But just when Noct thinks that he couldn't be teased any further...
That hand helps yank down his underwear enough so that he could wrap his hand fully around Noct's cock, giving it a few firm pumps.]
[Yes, he does remember, but he doesn't have time to think of a proper response to it. The hand finally gives him some kind of substantial pleasure and Noct's head falls to rest on Cor's shoulder, not bothering to hold back the moans. The man already spanked him, moaning doesn't look so embarrassing right now.
His hips push more against the hand and if Cor keeps it up like this, it will be more than easy to get Noctis off with just a handjob. For which, he hopes, it doesn't happen because he can feel that Cor is hard and Noctis wants nothing more than to have Cor pound him into the mattress right now.]
[It's very tempting to just get Noctis off like this, with just his hand and some grinding against each other. But it's also tempting to just dump Noctis on his stomach and just take him, too - especially with those moans up against his ear...
But just when Cor can tell that Noctis is getting close, he suddenly stops and pulls his hand back, fully expecting the younger man to protest.]
[Less of a verbal protest and more a whining moan- he was this close, and then Cor had to take his hand away. With a good reason, but it still didn't help with Noct's displeased groan.]
Hard.
[It's the only answer Cor gets from Noctis as he bites Cor's lips- he doesn't care about the position, so long Cor is making him forget everything with pleasure.]
[There's an amused, tiny smile at that groan - just for a split second - before he responds to that nip with a rough kiss of his own. His cock throb upon hearing that one word, sending pleasurable chills up his pine.]
...then the underwear comes off. And you on your knees once that's done.
[Firm tone that expects - and quietly demands - obedience. Cor's already shifting Noctis off of him, just so that he could move over the nightstand and pull out the small bottle of lubricant he keeps in the bottom drawer.]
[The command sends another onslaught of shivers down Noctis' back but he restrains himself from jumping Cor at that- what can he say? He's hot when he gets like this- demanding for obedience but also rewarding when he listens to him.
His entire body sings in anticipation once he is off Cor's lap and shifts obediently on his knees, moving his legs slightly apart and resting on his elbows. Almost similar from before but so, so much different. Noct sneaks a peak to where Cor is retrieving the lube and he's tempted to offer "help". But decides not to test his luck any further, he's done enough taunting and teasing to last him for a week.]
[Cor sits back up with the tube of lube in his hand, and he pauses for just a moment. His eyes drink in a sight he never thought he'd see: Noctis on all fours, naked as the day he was born, eagerly waiting for Cor's touch...and more. So much more.
Moving to help spread Noct's legs a little further apart, he slicks up a few fingers once he's in a satisfying position.]
Just breathe...and relax. Tell me if it hurts too much, and I'll slow down.
[Regardless of the response, he's going to tease his fingertips around Noct's entrance for a few moments, just as a final warning before pressing one slicked-up finger into him.]
[Noctis just nods, even though he's not sure if Cor could see it or no. But his attention is quickly snapped from his voice and to the feeling of a finger pushing inside, making Noctis clutch on bedsheets. Not because it hurts, but because it feels both odd and good and he wants to push back against it.
He groans softly, legs shifting apart even more as he tries to relax. It's hard, if one takes into consideration all of the anticipation that has been building up in him.]
Mmnn... Cor... [is mumbled against the sheets- not to stop though. It just feels good. Cor always feels good.]
[That was a 'pleased' mumble Cor picked up on, and it makes him keep going, moving that finger back and forth inside of Noctis. It's not long before he slips a second one into him, and starts to properly stretch him out.]
Feels good, doesn't it? Imagine how much better it's going to be once I put my cock inside of you...
[Noct can't lie- it feels really good. So good, in fact, that he pushes back against those fingers, encouraging Cor to keep going. He can handle it- even if he's rough a bit, Noctis can take it. Groaning, he wishes he could see Cor's fingers moving in and out of him. Just the mental image of it is making his cock twitch in anticipation.]
[There's something so alluring about seeing Noct groaning and rocking onto his fingers, as if the lad's so eager to be fucked. It makes Cor's own cock throb in equal yearning.]
Really? Even when I do...this?
[And then he curls his fingers to hit around where he thinks that special spot is in Noctis - the one that's a very special bundle of nerves to help send pleasure straight into the lad's brain.]
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Over.
And over. One side, and then the other - keeping the pain evenly split. He does expect the lad to keep count - it's such a low count, after all; surely Noctis could manage that...
Even if Cor resists the urge to smirk at that voice being pitched from the spanking.]
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He dutifully continues to count, strike by strike, eyes a bit glassy. The change of place helps his mind keep up with it, to not get overstimulated.]
Five... Six-!
[Noctis can feel his ears burning.]
...S-Seven...
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But he doesn't stop. Instead, he firmly reminds him:]
Almost there. You want remain a good boy, right?
[Blow number nine. Just one more...]
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[He does want to, but focusing is becoming harder and harder. Noctis is so glad that Cor spoke up, bringing out his mind from a haze and keeping it sharp and focused on counting.
'Nine' he announces, and then ten, burying his face in the pillow with a soft whimper. His entire body is shaking, goosebumps going up and down his back. This should be enough, right? Ten?
His skin feels ablaze and stinging and he moans, turning his head to look at Cor inquisitively.
He was good, right?]
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But he also does something he hasn't done in years.
He petted Noct's head.]
That's a good boy...you're forgiven.
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The words that he's forgiven, however, send a warm tingle through him. It feels nice. This felt nice and he certainly doesn't regret acting like a brat earlier. Slowly, he shifts to sit up and turns towards Cor, hands locking around his neck as he shuffles to partly sit in the older man's lap. Noct's head is a bit tilted so he can use his bangs to hide the blush.]
...really? Show me.
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His starting to climb into his lap isn't as surprising to the older man as it should be, though. Affection doesn't show easily, and Cor finds himself wrapping his arms around the younger man's waist in response.]
And how much do you want me to show you? All of it? ...or just some of it?
[His voice is low, yet soft - almost like a purr. A rather enticing purr.]
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Noct's hand slips off Cor's shoulders and rests on the wrist of his hand that's holding Noct's waist. Slowly, he shifts Cor's hold of him, moving the hand to rest on his lower back instead.]
All...
['I trust you completely', he doesn't say it. His face, however, does lean in, nose brushing against Cor's while his lips hover mere inches away. One shift and...]
All of it.
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...as you wish...
[One little shift, and their lips meet in a kiss, lingering and inviting Noct to go deeper, to do more.]
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Cor's hands drift down to Noct's hips and pulls them more against his, moaning into their kiss as their arousals rub against each other thru the fabric of their underwear.]
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Giving Cor's lips a nip, Noctis pulls back and this time doesn't wait on Cor's hands to shift his hips- he does it himself.]
Teasing... enough for you?
[Noct asks, breathless, with a mirthful smile.]
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Maybe...just one more thing for you...
[And while one hand moves to steady Noctis on his side, the other slips beneath the younger man's underwear to teasingly rub his fingers along Noct's shaft.]
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Noctis can't stop his hips from pushing forward, wanting to get friction only Cor's hand can give him, impatience starting to bubble.]
Indulging, yet teasing me... [Noctis groans softly, eyes closing-] s-so not fair, Cor...
[He leans in again to kiss him, moaning against his lips-] More- need more- [Noct mumbles between the short, heated kisses.]
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[Oh, does Cor enjoy his moments of teasing, both verbally and physically. And it's worth being half-covered in short, heated kisses from his younger partner. But just when Noct thinks that he couldn't be teased any further...
That hand helps yank down his underwear enough so that he could wrap his hand fully around Noct's cock, giving it a few firm pumps.]
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His hips push more against the hand and if Cor keeps it up like this, it will be more than easy to get Noctis off with just a handjob. For which, he hopes, it doesn't happen because he can feel that Cor is hard and Noctis wants nothing more than to have Cor pound him into the mattress right now.]
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But just when Cor can tell that Noctis is getting close, he suddenly stops and pulls his hand back, fully expecting the younger man to protest.]
...how do you want to be taken?
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Hard.
[It's the only answer Cor gets from Noctis as he bites Cor's lips- he doesn't care about the position, so long Cor is making him forget everything with pleasure.]
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...then the underwear comes off. And you on your knees once that's done.
[Firm tone that expects - and quietly demands - obedience. Cor's already shifting Noctis off of him, just so that he could move over the nightstand and pull out the small bottle of lubricant he keeps in the bottom drawer.]
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His entire body sings in anticipation once he is off Cor's lap and shifts obediently on his knees, moving his legs slightly apart and resting on his elbows. Almost similar from before but so, so much different. Noct sneaks a peak to where Cor is retrieving the lube and he's tempted to offer "help". But decides not to test his luck any further, he's done enough taunting and teasing to last him for a week.]
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Moving to help spread Noct's legs a little further apart, he slicks up a few fingers once he's in a satisfying position.]
Just breathe...and relax. Tell me if it hurts too much, and I'll slow down.
[Regardless of the response, he's going to tease his fingertips around Noct's entrance for a few moments, just as a final warning before pressing one slicked-up finger into him.]
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He groans softly, legs shifting apart even more as he tries to relax. It's hard, if one takes into consideration all of the anticipation that has been building up in him.]
Mmnn... Cor... [is mumbled against the sheets- not to stop though. It just feels good. Cor always feels good.]
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Feels good, doesn't it? Imagine how much better it's going to be once I put my cock inside of you...
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[Noct can't lie- it feels really good. So good, in fact, that he pushes back against those fingers, encouraging Cor to keep going. He can handle it- even if he's rough a bit, Noctis can take it. Groaning, he wishes he could see Cor's fingers moving in and out of him. Just the mental image of it is making his cock twitch in anticipation.]
Y-Your cock will feel ten times better-!
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Really? Even when I do...this?
[And then he curls his fingers to hit around where he thinks that special spot is in Noctis - the one that's a very special bundle of nerves to help send pleasure straight into the lad's brain.]
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