Noctis stares at her as she tries to perform actual honest-to-Six fellatio on the confectionary cock. He doesn't mean to stare at her, but he can't look away, either. He just...tries not to let himself develop a sympathy boner. That would make this ten times more awkward, and it's already pretty high up there on the awkward scale.
She makes eye contact with him and he feels a little like a deer in headlights as heat rises to his face, but she looks away with a blush of her own a moment later. He thinks, maybe she'll try something else, or--
Or she could make it worse, apparently! She's well on her way to deep-throating this thing he's holding in his hand and it's...it's hot, dammit.
At least, it's hot until she suddenly gags and he hurriedly pulls the candy penis back. He's about to tell her it's fine, they can do something else, when she tries to go for it a second time. He's gotta respect the hustle, even though she doesn't even get it back into her mouth before she's pushing it away. He pulls it back again as the string slackens a bit - huh, interesting. But now he's hyperaware of the saliva-slicked edible dick in his hand, that she just had down her throat...
"You okay? I, uh...kinda thought you were just going to...eat it." Although, in retrospect, would he really have wanted to watch her bite off the tip of--no, he's just going to wipe that image from his mind, actually. "We could switch, if you want. Or just accept defeat in the face of our formidable foe and find some other way to appease this thing."
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She makes eye contact with him and he feels a little like a deer in headlights as heat rises to his face, but she looks away with a blush of her own a moment later. He thinks, maybe she'll try something else, or--
Or she could make it worse, apparently! She's well on her way to deep-throating this thing he's holding in his hand and it's...it's hot, dammit.
At least, it's hot until she suddenly gags and he hurriedly pulls the candy penis back. He's about to tell her it's fine, they can do something else, when she tries to go for it a second time. He's gotta respect the hustle, even though she doesn't even get it back into her mouth before she's pushing it away. He pulls it back again as the string slackens a bit - huh, interesting. But now he's hyperaware of the saliva-slicked edible dick in his hand, that she just had down her throat...
"You okay? I, uh...kinda thought you were just going to...eat it." Although, in retrospect, would he really have wanted to watch her bite off the tip of--no, he's just going to wipe that image from his mind, actually. "We could switch, if you want. Or just accept defeat in the face of our formidable foe and find some other way to appease this thing."