That sensitive spot was very much tucked away for future reference with the plan of finding more. Prompto was proving himself to be very responsive to touch, and it encouraged Gladio to keep up those little motions - stroking his fingers along the other's scalp, down to the sprays of freckles across his cheeks, neck, shoulders. There was no way to miss the change in Prompto when the challenge hung between them, specially when Gladio's thumb ran under the other's chin briefly so he could look down into those vivid eyes.

Pretty much the answer to that question had been 'no' no matter who it was asked to when it came to him, but it often spurred on a certain vigor in some people that could definitely be fun... just like now. There was something downright surreal about watching Prompto as he used that tongue like he knew what he was doing, then even more with that mouth of his. "Fuck," Gladio groaned quietly, tongue flicking out and licking across. "Knew that mouth was good for something. Been holding back on me." His thumbs caressed behind Prompto's ears like a reward.