[ she doesn't need him to blatantly admit it to realize that he was as virginal as could be before she got her fingers around him. Prompto's not going to forget their moment together and he likely never will. he's going to be reminded of it just about anytime gil is in his hands until his damn debt to her is paid off regardless. even as he recalls their time with fondness, it doesn't take much to assume that Aranea has different feelings on the matter. ah, well. she still went out of her way to rescue him, so there's something there. he just knows it.
there's a part of him that realizes he shouldn't be so blatantly stupid in regards to staring at her ass like it wasn't something he hadn't seen naked and bare before. but then there's the other part ― the part that won ― that decides it holds a higher priority over getting out of the vehicle that has kept him as its prisoner for several hours now. he risks a fate far worse than being trapped overnight when she notices the holes he's burning through her posterior. there's no way he could have expected her to react the way she does. maybe give him a good boot to the ass to send his face grinding against the asphalt or make him eat some glass, but no.
his body is hauled back into the cushy interior of the Regalia and Prompto can't help but yelp out in the most expected way possible. he's lucky she has cleared most of the shards of glass so that it's a rather harmless drop, but the air in his lungs leaves him at her weight suddenly planting itself securely on his lower half. there's definitely nothing sexy or intimate about this, but dammit, if it wasn't hot to see Aranea towering over him once more. he is far too intimidated by the rough tussle to move his hands onto her legs or hips, so they just lie limp over his chest as he tries to force a smile through all of this mental trauma she has subjected him to. ]
I wasn't... wasn't looking. Dunno what you're talking about. [ oh, right. she can choke him at any moment if she decides to do so. Prompto's making nervous noises again, squirming underneath her grasp all the while. it's not too different than the last time they were in this position, except his cock isn't balls deep inside of her pussy. but of course she decides to bring up his unpaid fees to her now of all times, when he is further indebted to her and with no money readily available. she can feel his Adam's apple move as he forces spit down his throat, eyes darting around and unable to look at her own. ] N-no need to be up in my ass! I thought we were perfectly happy with me in yours? It felt like it at the time, that is.
[ for a beach at nighttime, it sure has gotten hot in here. Prompto is almost uncomfortably turned on by the way she's thrown herself onto him, but the fact that he knows it isn't for anything sexual makes him worry that he'll come out of this car in a worse state than he was in before. ]
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[ she doesn't need him to blatantly admit it to realize that he was as virginal as could be before she got her fingers around him. Prompto's not going to forget their moment together and he likely never will. he's going to be reminded of it just about anytime gil is in his hands until his damn debt to her is paid off regardless. even as he recalls their time with fondness, it doesn't take much to assume that Aranea has different feelings on the matter. ah, well. she still went out of her way to rescue him, so there's something there. he just knows it.
there's a part of him that realizes he shouldn't be so blatantly stupid in regards to staring at her ass like it wasn't something he hadn't seen naked and bare before. but then there's the other part ― the part that won ― that decides it holds a higher priority over getting out of the vehicle that has kept him as its prisoner for several hours now. he risks a fate far worse than being trapped overnight when she notices the holes he's burning through her posterior. there's no way he could have expected her to react the way she does. maybe give him a good boot to the ass to send his face grinding against the asphalt or make him eat some glass, but no.
his body is hauled back into the cushy interior of the Regalia and Prompto can't help but yelp out in the most expected way possible. he's lucky she has cleared most of the shards of glass so that it's a rather harmless drop, but the air in his lungs leaves him at her weight suddenly planting itself securely on his lower half. there's definitely nothing sexy or intimate about this, but dammit, if it wasn't hot to see Aranea towering over him once more. he is far too intimidated by the rough tussle to move his hands onto her legs or hips, so they just lie limp over his chest as he tries to force a smile through all of this mental trauma she has subjected him to. ]
I wasn't... wasn't looking. Dunno what you're talking about. [ oh, right. she can choke him at any moment if she decides to do so. Prompto's making nervous noises again, squirming underneath her grasp all the while. it's not too different than the last time they were in this position, except his cock isn't balls deep inside of her pussy. but of course she decides to bring up his unpaid fees to her now of all times, when he is further indebted to her and with no money readily available. she can feel his Adam's apple move as he forces spit down his throat, eyes darting around and unable to look at her own. ] N-no need to be up in my ass! I thought we were perfectly happy with me in yours? It felt like it at the time, that is.
[ for a beach at nighttime, it sure has gotten hot in here. Prompto is almost uncomfortably turned on by the way she's thrown herself onto him, but the fact that he knows it isn't for anything sexual makes him worry that he'll come out of this car in a worse state than he was in before. ]