[penetration. when he says it like that, Prompto's eyebrows furl upward, and a hushed sound gurgles down at the back of his throat. there's something old fashioned about it, like... wouldn't must people just say fuck these days? but he doesn't put it past a guy who barely knows how to cuddle properly to get down with the dirty talk. that's okay, though. it's charming. he's already slightly overwhelmed by the offer to do what he wants, and as he presses his head forward to connect his and McGillis', he shares a sort of intimate look at him. his hesitation prior, his concept of what was right to do, and what wasn't right to do... this is a lawless society. his inhibitions about whether timing is right or wrong is probably meaningless. besides, in no uncertain terms, they know that if they don't make human connections, then they're not going to eat.
romance, buildup. to not feel lingering feelings to people he's wanted to have sex with in the past. that's what he'd like, but it's something that's unfortunately not going to be attainable in this city. so what's left after that? having some fun? letting go and living in the moment; it's something he's always prided himself on doing anyway.
but hell, he didn't need to have sex with Prompto if he just wanted to see more bird pics. this blond is happy to elaborate all day, every day about the cute little guys.]
Dude... I gotta admit. No one ever asks me that.
[he leans his head back from touching McGillis'. for a moment, he bites down on his bottom lip, and considers it. his lips curl into a recognizable sort of simple complacency, then, when he comes to a conclusion. yeah, he could definitely be down for "penetration," and McGillis? he's like, an 11 out of 10--- no wait, at least a 12. either way, a little out of his league from the norm. but if anything? he kind of wants to... work his way up to it.
with a sort of an outwardly breathy laugh, and a definite sense of awkwardness behind the subtle trepidation, he asks:]
Ever given a blowjob before?
[his ears pin backwards a bit, eyes settled on McGillis and sort of proud that he had the nerve to ask. and if he is such a good orator, maybe his oral skills are equally above board.]
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romance, buildup. to not feel lingering feelings to people he's wanted to have sex with in the past. that's what he'd like, but it's something that's unfortunately not going to be attainable in this city. so what's left after that? having some fun? letting go and living in the moment; it's something he's always prided himself on doing anyway.
but hell, he didn't need to have sex with Prompto if he just wanted to see more bird pics. this blond is happy to elaborate all day, every day about the cute little guys.]
Dude... I gotta admit. No one ever asks me that.
[he leans his head back from touching McGillis'. for a moment, he bites down on his bottom lip, and considers it. his lips curl into a recognizable sort of simple complacency, then, when he comes to a conclusion. yeah, he could definitely be down for "penetration," and McGillis? he's like, an 11 out of 10--- no wait, at least a 12. either way, a little out of his league from the norm. but if anything? he kind of wants to... work his way up to it.
with a sort of an outwardly breathy laugh, and a definite sense of awkwardness behind the subtle trepidation, he asks:]
Ever given a blowjob before?
[his ears pin backwards a bit, eyes settled on McGillis and sort of proud that he had the nerve to ask. and if he is such a good orator, maybe his oral skills are equally above board.]