[ there's an urge gnawing at him to make a snarky comment about how he's surprised no negotiating was involved prior to her ripping his pants off and going to town. maybe it was because Prompto hadn't made good on his first deal just yet, and adding further debt in his name would likely make matters worse. or maybe she's just horny. he's inclined to think the latter if his ego is to say anything. that and the fact that she's decided to throw some fingering into the mix.
he's able to withhold anything stupid that may want to expel from his mouth, and he's likely to thank that very same fingering as the reason for it. try as he might to be cool, it's still completely and utterly insane to find a foreign object inserting itself inside of him that wasn't by his command. Prompto's a curious, imaginative young man, so the sensation of his hole being stretched out is far from unfamiliar. that doesn't mean he isn't feeling it. he feels like he's about to go stir crazy from how much attention she's putting into the act, purposely taking her time to get every little reaction out of him. he just knows that Aranea is waiting to see how much he can take before he cracks.
as if he hasn't cracked enough in front of her. jeez. ]
Privi... privileged information, ma'am. Gonna have to... hahn, pay up if you want the deets...!
[ looks like he couldn't contain the snark. it's good that he got it out then, because he surely wouldn't have been able to as she forcefully pries him further apart with an additional finger. the pressure undoubtedly intensifies and the muscles in his thighs are seen visibly tensing up. try as he might to fight the urge, his knees eventually clamp up on both sides of her head, and he almost forgets that he was making an active effort of his own to explore her in a more indecent manner. she wins the battle before it's even begun, really, and he resounds himself to swatting his hand over one of her now revealed cheeks just once.
his middle finger drags down the thin trail of flesh, warm and hot where her pussy lies and then the subtle dip of where her rear entrance lied. that's all he manages to do before he lies back once more, relaxing his own ass to an extent and allowing her somewhat more room as she begins the hunt for that walnut-shaped button that lies deep in his confines. trying to hold up to his promise of taking pictures proves hard when she's successful in finding it, but he does indeed get the shots he wants. ones where his cock is between her lips, eyes peering up at him intently while her ass remains high in the air on purpose as if she's trying to entice him. when she starts stroking his prostate in earnest, she can no doubt feel and taste the copious amount of cum that leaks out prematurely. he hadn't come just yet, but... ]
R-right... right there! Fuck, why are you so... g-good at everything you doooo―
[ his eyes roll into the back of his head and he's suckling on his own bottom lip, practically bouncing his lower half down onto the pair of digits that curl and stroke his walls like she is petting him. any discomfort that may come from the stretching of tissue is hardly the focus when she makes his most sensitive parts her focus. if she had thought he was nothing but a whiny mess before... ]
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he's able to withhold anything stupid that may want to expel from his mouth, and he's likely to thank that very same fingering as the reason for it. try as he might to be cool, it's still completely and utterly insane to find a foreign object inserting itself inside of him that wasn't by his command. Prompto's a curious, imaginative young man, so the sensation of his hole being stretched out is far from unfamiliar. that doesn't mean he isn't feeling it. he feels like he's about to go stir crazy from how much attention she's putting into the act, purposely taking her time to get every little reaction out of him. he just knows that Aranea is waiting to see how much he can take before he cracks.
as if he hasn't cracked enough in front of her. jeez. ]
Privi... privileged information, ma'am. Gonna have to... hahn, pay up if you want the deets...!
[ looks like he couldn't contain the snark. it's good that he got it out then, because he surely wouldn't have been able to as she forcefully pries him further apart with an additional finger. the pressure undoubtedly intensifies and the muscles in his thighs are seen visibly tensing up. try as he might to fight the urge, his knees eventually clamp up on both sides of her head, and he almost forgets that he was making an active effort of his own to explore her in a more indecent manner. she wins the battle before it's even begun, really, and he resounds himself to swatting his hand over one of her now revealed cheeks just once.
his middle finger drags down the thin trail of flesh, warm and hot where her pussy lies and then the subtle dip of where her rear entrance lied. that's all he manages to do before he lies back once more, relaxing his own ass to an extent and allowing her somewhat more room as she begins the hunt for that walnut-shaped button that lies deep in his confines. trying to hold up to his promise of taking pictures proves hard when she's successful in finding it, but he does indeed get the shots he wants. ones where his cock is between her lips, eyes peering up at him intently while her ass remains high in the air on purpose as if she's trying to entice him. when she starts stroking his prostate in earnest, she can no doubt feel and taste the copious amount of cum that leaks out prematurely. he hadn't come just yet, but... ]
R-right... right there! Fuck, why are you so... g-good at everything you doooo―
[ his eyes roll into the back of his head and he's suckling on his own bottom lip, practically bouncing his lower half down onto the pair of digits that curl and stroke his walls like she is petting him. any discomfort that may come from the stretching of tissue is hardly the focus when she makes his most sensitive parts her focus. if she had thought he was nothing but a whiny mess before... ]