[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.]
[Noctis half-shouts when the fingers push against the spot inside of him, gasping for air. The thought of Cor's cock doing this instead is making his body throb in desire. It will be ten times better than fingers.]
Please...
[Keeping himself up on the knees is becoming difficult- Cor is turning them into a mush and they barely hold his body up.]
[Cor wants to tease him further, to make him say it out loud. But his blood's running too hot from desire to not fray his own patience. Not when Noct's begging as it is.]
Since you asked so nicely...
[Fingers pull out of him, but Cor doesn't give Noctis much time to complain. Instead, he moves closer to the lad, lining up his cock at his prince's entrance, letting its head lightly rub against that pretty little ass.]
Just breathe, and try to relax...
[And then, slowly...Cor starts pushing himself into Noctis.]
[It would've been very easy to get Noct to say it. He was so dazed with pleasure that he didn't really care what left his mouth- he says bratty stuff on daily basis anyway.
He whines when the fingers leave him, shuddering from head to toe, but stops himself from asking to return them. Because Cor presses against his hole and Noct has to turn his head to the side to catch a breath. He's trying to relax, he really is.
When Cor pushes past the first ring of muscles, Noct shivers, again, groaning loudly.]
Cor... Gods, do it-!
[-he's impatient and doesn't care if it will hurt later.]
[A long, low groan rises out of Cor's throat as he slowly sinks further into Noctis. Gods, the lad feels tight in all the right ways... It's so very tempting to just slam into him immediately and leave him sobbing from pleasure overload.
But no, not yet. Instead, he keeps slowly sinking into the lad, until he's fully buried inside. Bending over him, Cor gives him a teasing nip on the shoulder.]
Don't complain much if I leave you unable to walk in the morning.
[And that's all the warning the younger man's going to get before Cor pulls back half-way out before snapping his hips back into Noctis. Over...and over...and over...]
[Noct doesn't get to say that 'he doesn't want to walk in the morning' before Cor pulls out and thrusts back in. The position they are in is already making it extremely easy for Cor to just hit Noct where he wants it, making him cry out and whine Cor's name in pleasure.
His hands are gripping tightly on the sheets, he might be even tearing at them a little. Cor's thrusts are already making him so dazed with pleasure, and yet he feels, wants him to go faster. Harder.
Noct's hand reaches back to grab Cor by the back of his neck, like an anchor to sanity, his voice coming out in broken and breathless moans-]
[Cor's not too concerned about the tearing of his sheets. Like everything in his place, they're more pragmatic than anything else, and is thus easy to replace if necessary.
Besides, his focus is more on dragging more of those cries and moans out of Noctis. Groaning into Noct's shoulder, he keeps thrusting at that deep, steady pace that seems to be driving the younger man nuts...
Until he feels that had on his neck, and that demand being moaned out.]
[Noctis doesn't know what he wants anymore. What he knows is that it's not enough and that it burns in the pit of his stomach with the way Cor thrusts in deep but slow. Teasing, yet enough to keep him unable to make any coherent sentences.
Whimpering, he tries to force his mind through the fog of pleasure to answer, his entire body shaking and face flushed.]
F... faster too... please t-this... is not enough- [he somehow manages to groan out, head tilted back, bangs sticking to his face.]
[Cor groans as he sees how flushed and overwhelmed Noctis is - in a good way, it seems. He tilts the lad's head to one side to try and kiss him while in their position.]
Then you'd better be r-ready to...ohhh, lose your mind...
[It's the only warning he gets before Cor starts thrusting faster, harder into his young...charge? Lover? Both? But he doesn't dwell on it long, not when he's snapping his hips hard against Noct's driving his cock deep and fast into the younger man.]
[Noct tries to kiss him back, greedily, but the following thrusts are making it hard for the kiss to linger for longer than two seconds. All courtesy and shyness is out of the window and Noct doesn't, can't hold back his voice.
Cor's pace is hard, almost ruthless, striking the spot the man teased earlier with his fingers with every thrust, and it makes Noctis cry out each time. He's not going to last too long like this, at this pace, with Cor's grunts and body pressed against his.]
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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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[Noctis half-shouts when the fingers push against the spot inside of him, gasping for air. The thought of Cor's cock doing this instead is making his body throb in desire. It will be ten times better than fingers.]
Please...
[Keeping himself up on the knees is becoming difficult- Cor is turning them into a mush and they barely hold his body up.]
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Since you asked so nicely...
[Fingers pull out of him, but Cor doesn't give Noctis much time to complain. Instead, he moves closer to the lad, lining up his cock at his prince's entrance, letting its head lightly rub against that pretty little ass.]
Just breathe, and try to relax...
[And then, slowly...Cor starts pushing himself into Noctis.]
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He whines when the fingers leave him, shuddering from head to toe, but stops himself from asking to return them. Because Cor presses against his hole and Noct has to turn his head to the side to catch a breath. He's trying to relax, he really is.
When Cor pushes past the first ring of muscles, Noct shivers, again, groaning loudly.]
Cor... Gods, do it-!
[-he's impatient and doesn't care if it will hurt later.]
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But no, not yet. Instead, he keeps slowly sinking into the lad, until he's fully buried inside. Bending over him, Cor gives him a teasing nip on the shoulder.]
Don't complain much if I leave you unable to walk in the morning.
[And that's all the warning the younger man's going to get before Cor pulls back half-way out before snapping his hips back into Noctis. Over...and over...and over...]
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His hands are gripping tightly on the sheets, he might be even tearing at them a little. Cor's thrusts are already making him so dazed with pleasure, and yet he feels, wants him to go faster. Harder.
Noct's hand reaches back to grab Cor by the back of his neck, like an anchor to sanity, his voice coming out in broken and breathless moans-]
H-Harder- fuck--!
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Besides, his focus is more on dragging more of those cries and moans out of Noctis. Groaning into Noct's shoulder, he keeps thrusting at that deep, steady pace that seems to be driving the younger man nuts...
Until he feels that had on his neck, and that demand being moaned out.]
Just harder?
[He couldn't resist one last tease.]
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Whimpering, he tries to force his mind through the fog of pleasure to answer, his entire body shaking and face flushed.]
F... faster too... please t-this... is not enough- [he somehow manages to groan out, head tilted back, bangs sticking to his face.]
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Then you'd better be r-ready to...ohhh, lose your mind...
[It's the only warning he gets before Cor starts thrusting faster, harder into his young...charge? Lover? Both? But he doesn't dwell on it long, not when he's snapping his hips hard against Noct's driving his cock deep and fast into the younger man.]
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Cor's pace is hard, almost ruthless, striking the spot the man teased earlier with his fingers with every thrust, and it makes Noctis cry out each time. He's not going to last too long like this, at this pace, with Cor's grunts and body pressed against his.]