That might have been the single hottest thing anyone had ever said to him. Hearing Prompto, who didn't even sound like Prompto with that sexy roughened voice, tell him to come down the back of his throat... Gladio shuddered, bracing himself against the wall with one hand and the other gripping Prompto's hair tight. His eyes stayed half-lidded though as he watched his own cock disappear down Prompto's throat as through his last few thrusts, he took away some of Prompto's control and slid down deep, never any deeper than his hand restricted him.

It wouldn't be more than a handful before he gave a warning sound, then did as he was asked, what he wanted, cock nestled deep into that warm, willing throat, shuddering as he came with his teeth grit firmly together, mind briefly going wonderfully blank.